oh gosh, seriously getting old

hi.

so, the piano guy had to come a couple of time to fix it. he gutted my ENTIRE piano and took it home with him. ok, well not {home}, but it wasn't in my home.

so now it's fixed, but it's also holiday time. dumb boy really is coming. and with all this anticipation i hope it's a crowd pleaser.

ps. merry CHRISTmas, happy new year, and happy valentines too, just in case i'm not back before then.

i didn't forget!!

sorry ...

totally should've posted this sooner.


the dec. 8th post i was planning on didn't happen because the piano tuner/technician came and said

"this problem is beyond my scope. you'll have to call somebody else."

she kept throwing in phrases like, "so, you're sentimentally attached to this?" "it's gonna be pricey to fix." "he's gonna have to take it to the shop and tilt it." (what? tilt what? who's tilt?)

anyways, i called the guy she recommeded and he's coming next thursday.

if he fixes it, then next Friday "Dumb Boy" will be coming your way!!

oh, and i learned that my piano is from the mid to late 30s. how AWESOME is that!!

hi

the blog that died, right...

welp, mon. dec. 7th my piano is getting repaired and tuned.

this piano:

yep, the dear-and-trusty i grew up with, which now resides in my kitchen/dining area in oahu, hawaii.

it was born in chicago and actually wasn't born into our family. you see, my piano is older than edward cullen. (hehehe... just the name makes me giggle.) my mom bought it at a garage sale when i was a wee lass.

and somehow through her kindness and generosity, it's mine. and i'm happy.

so plan on a new little diddy up in here on dec. 8th. it'll be 'dumb boy'... (yep, it's definitely about a not-so-pleasant break-up. but we're still friends... right matt?)

no make-up, no music, unedited

tomorrow morning (rough cut)

i'm the type of person who likes things "just so". 

i like my hair done. make-up on. clothes styled.

i live my life   e  d  i  t  e  d

for the viewing of the general public.

i don't consider that a pro or a con, just who i am. 

so i thought it would be way fun to go completely unedited:

     yep, first take.

     no instrumentation.

     no make-up.

     haven't showered in 3 days (true story. true, long story). 

     and i totally lose my key and get pitchy at the end.

     oh, and i don't know the lyrics yet.

to me it was exhilarating.

to you i just hope it's not nauseating. 

this is a song in the making. the easter song, take 1.

Post Script: ok, really, who's gonna go back and read this ... noone. but for the record, this song is from mary's perspective. mary, possible-wife-of-Jesus mary. that might clear a few things up and help it to make a bit more sense. ciao!

Addi's Song (home)

i wonder why it's so bright when i open my eyes. and why's it all so grey?

or maybe everything is just black and white today...

either way, i hope today is the day that i'm going home.

now here's the voice and the smell that i've learned oh so well.

she's come to comfort me with a lullaby. i wanna sing along but in her ears it's just a cry.

oh mother why ... could you tell me why ... am i ever gonna go back home?

i like the feel of the grass on my toes and the waves on my face,

the wind when it blows off to some other place.

the sand in my hair and the sun in my eyes ...

but i think i'm really gonna miss my home.

i've learned to play with my toys. stay away from the boys.

'cause i am all sugar and spice and everything nice

and they're just slugs and snails and puppy dog tails to me ...

hey look at that! momma did you say the way i'm walkin' all around the floor?!

pretty soon i'll be runnin' out your front door ...

learnin' more. explorin' more.

'cause i'm steppin' up. movin' out. learnin' what life's all about.

'cause it's so hard to see for a person like me.

you're all over my head unless you get down on your knees ...

and be like me. come on down with me, then i'll tell you 'bout the

grass on your toes and the waves on your face.

the wind when it blows off to some other place.

the sand in your hair and the sun in your eyes.

oh, i think i'm startin' to call this place home,

'cause every time i try remember kine i blink

and then it's gone.

my memories tease me.

so why do i cry when i open my eyes?

the colors fade to gray, but they say one day i'll be lookin' back and missin' these days ...

either way, i hope today is the day that i'm goin' home.

'cause all i ever wanted was to go back home.

la da da di da 

this song is about addi growing up, from infancy 'til old and grey. she has always seemed wise to me, even as an infant. and i would often imagine that she remembered quite clearly the pre-existence, "home", and wondered what exactly she had signed up for with mortality. i imagined her remembering, with perfect clarity, the sights, sounds, colors, feelings, textures, everything about living in a heavenly home. and then she was born into this body she didn't know how to control, that didn't see color, that smelled little more than the smell of a person, mother. a body whose voice was unfamiliar and untrained. and she longed to be back with God, back home.

but then she starts growing up and starts forgetting heaven altogether. she starts understanding the way mortality works, the way her body works, and starts embracing this life. she starts calling earth home and teaching others the joys of mortality. 

but then in the end, when death is near and the veil is again thin, she starts remembering how all she ever wanted was to be back home, and that's the whole reason she lived here in the first place, was to get back home and to be able to stay there. and even though mortality is perhaps one of the most memorable and defining moments of out eternal existence, when the sweet smell of heaven is near, the allure of mortality seems infinitesimal.

la da da di da.

happy easter

tonight as i was filling bunnie baskets with grass and surprises i imagined what i would say to my little women tomorrow morning when Easter happens. 

"jesus died. and we used to think death was forever ... but then He woke back up. so now when we die it's only for a little while, not for forever."

that got me to thinking about how i really actually believe this. Jesus died. He lay dead for 3 days. then He lived again. how incredible it must have been to witness that! to feel the feelings those who loved him must have felt: hope, joy, doubt, fear, confusion ...

then this was born:

can't see it? click on it.

that's first draft, straight-from-my-head-to-the-paper copy. it all came pretty fast ... it's a guitar song, and i don' really play guitar all that well, so it might take a while to get the music going on this one. but it's there, in my head ...

coming soon!

a post, lots of 'em. 

here i will introduce the world to the dazzling vocal stylings of myself.

in other words, i want to put my music out there, and i'm not ready for the youtube/my space scene. 

oh, and you might wanna add this one to your google reader or your update-itself-linklist you got there on the side because i probably won't be posting all too often and i'd hate for you folks to forget i'm here.