Jory Nash on Friday,
(Jory looks good in hats!)
and Sharon Bousquet on Saturday.
(In her Cowgirl duds)
Jory was great as usual, and has a new CD out - Spaz Loves Weezie. Good tunes, although I have to say I like his acoustic version of Waiting for Animals to Come much better, and I'm SO glad I shouted it out at the encore part (I don't think I was the only one :D ) Heather A and I talked with him a little afterwards. I had him tell her the banjo story, because she missed the banjo playing. He hadn't told it that night because he didn't want to bore people with the same stories. We figured out that I HAD been to all his concerts in Fairfield, but I still love hearing that story. He tells it so well, with all the right dramatic pauses. :D
I left Sharon's concert both heartbroken and inspired. Aparently she lived in Fairfield for quite a while, and I totally remember her name and everything, but she moved to Texas 7 years ago and has been doing the professional musician thing down there. I guess I was still in High School and immersed in theater when she was around before, which is why I didn't really catch on to her then. Anyhoo, she's a really amazing poet, a great guitar player AND she's a mom too! Two kids, 8 and 12 I think... She wrote this one really amazing song for her son, it made me cry. That and partly the story she told before the song - how when she found out she was pregnant she freaked out because she was afraid it was going to ruin her career as a musician. But her husband went out and bought her a really nice Martin guitar and said, "You'll still be a performing musician, just a little later when the baby is older, and this guitar is the proof!" And then a few years later when her other son was coming, he bought her ANOTHER really nice guitar, a Taylor. How amazingly supportive is that?!
I bought her Live in Texas CD and went up to her afterwards to have her sign it. She asked what my story was, did I go to school here etc. I told her I grew up here since I was five and graduated from the school in 2001, now I was working, but I played a little. "THAT's what I was wondering!"- she had the feeling I was a musician!! I told her I was really glad to hear her story because I look for people who did both family and art. She said it was REALLY hard, and the only way she could do it was because she had such a great and supportive husband. I told her I didn't know what I was going to do, but it was good to know it was possible. And she said she understood there were some people who had both those draws, to be a mother and an artist. And she signed my CD "good luck with your music."
I was pretty freaked out at that point, and had to take a walk. There had been a poetry slam at Revs, and also a dance with Yellow Submarine at Morning Star. It was 11pm or so, but went down towards the square anyway. I called G to tell him about my experience and started crying again. I know it's a REALLY hard life - Sharon talked a lot about all the work, (marketing etc), she has to do for the privilage of even getting up to play. And I know my technical skills are nowhere near as good as everyone who comes through here. And I know that audiences elsewhere are not as attentive and adoring. But there is such an ache in my heart to create that kind of beauty and share it with whoever will listen.
Anyway, I walked down to the square, nothing was still going on, but I walked in front of Healthy Inspirations, and saw that a massage class is starting in Feb... wow. Gotta find out more about that, I've toyed with the idea of getting a massage certification for a while. Which reminds me, I want to sign up for Spanish classes in Ottumwa this winter too. Then I just need some music/guitar/voice lessons, and we'll see what happens. I'm hoping I'll keep having a bit more money to play with now that I have this job. Which is good by the way. It probably sounds like I'm making all these plans to run away and be a gypsy massuse/singer/songwriter in South America, but not really. I think it's just that I'm starting to have enough energy to think of taking on new things, more than just surviving.
Now that I'm home and listening to Sharon's CD a bunch of times in a row, I realize it doesn't have this one really amazing song I would love to have Myself for a Living I'm rather torn.... It's not like I can't get the other CD, but it would have been cheaper to get it at the same time with the first one, she was doing 2 for $20. I don't know that I had enough money for both last night anyway, but cheaper, no shipping, etc to get two at once. Argh. AND sucky, I found out that her concert in the afternoon at Rev's had been a pay for the CD and get in for free sort of event, which would have saved me more, and I just kinda messed around most of Sat PM anyway, I totally could have gone. I just haven't been reading the papers very closely lately, so I missed that detail. Oh well. It'll all work out the way it's supposed to I guess.
We're getting so close to the opening of the play. It's freaky! We ran through the whole first act today though, pretty good for first ever run through, not to mention we were actually blocking out some stuff as we did it!!! Nutso. And we wore hats. yikes. That's a whole other trip in itself. Mine is so huge, tall. I think its a bit too big for my head too. oops. I just didn't want it to choke my head when he was making it. rar. I need to get my fabric back so I can make it nice, and hopefully fit. That's what I was thinking, with the fabric it would fit. But I don't want to put too much fabric on, or it'll be even heavier!!! I was a bit worried about it being the biggest hat ever and taking over the stage, but everyone talked me into it, and Mr. F and Jan both said it was "Very Nefertiti!" So I just googled that.
(Hey! She has my hat!)
Cool. She was an Egyptian Queen. She probably made all her enemies from having such a big hat that she knocked them over. HA HA!
All right. I better get going. Mom is coming home tomorrow and I need to get the house in better shape. Going to TV night with the girls. It's nice to hang out with them. We used to do stuff in High School, and that same easiness is there. :D
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