I wonder if it remembers me.

Truth telling.

There are some things that get me every time.

In December I reread Pride and Prejudice

“Do not consider me now as an elegant female intending to plague you, but as a rational creature speaking the truth from her heart.”

Elizabeth Bennet living her 18th century #bestlife.

If Transatlanticism comes on at a party.  

There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade / and now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all 

Suddenly I want champagne out of a paper cup (10 points if you catch that reference) and it’s all west coast rain and clove cigarettes.

When the crowd sings louder than me.

When mod sav did a surprise cover of “99 Red Balloons” I sang less than half the song. Basically, what I mean to say is, nice “99 Red Balloons” cover Bear Tooth first Tap crowd.

That scene in The Life Aquatic When Steve Zissou comes face to face with the Jaguar Shark.

“I wonder if it remembers me.”

I cry like I dropped ice-cream on the ground.

Steve Zissou relentlessly hunts this monstrous creature motivated by revenge and recognition. When his journey ends he weeps. He realizes the effect his obsession has had on those around him.

Something our producer asked us before recording Unwilling Participants was what’s your goal? We refined our vision of what we wanted to communicate to people.

Can you define the purpose behind your art?

Is it a person or feeling? Is it recognition or money? Is it a story or statement?

If you want your art to support you, do you treat it like a business even it it’s not feeding you yet?

If you’re part of a group, is your purpose shared by the people you’re tied to?

If your goal is unclear, it’s going to be tough to know when you’ve reached it.

What’s your jaguar shark?





















Last year things changed

spent a lot of time spent twisting my watch forward and back 4 hours

drumming fingers on armrests

listening to captains on overheard speakers

I was a unwilling participant


things changed

I was sent an email about the album asking for more back story

dig deeper 

it reminded me of when the guys say we need more update videos

people wanna know

and I’m picking at my cuticles

making excuses

saying David’s so handsome

let him talk about it


I was a unwilling participant

and I sent an email with the backstory

spilled my guts

ooey gooey

gory story

and they said, are you sure you wanna talk about it?

and I did.

but my watch was worn out

won’t twist / just shouts

so the guys and me

we made a plan

and I bought a 100 year old house

full of gear

important things like guitars


2 toy pianos

more kazoos than is right

a home studio

but I feel the need to write you letters.

let you know how it’s going over here

it’s hot

tell you about the shows

I see / play

the people I meet

life as a transplant / girl in music

daily inspirations

creative process

and some hero(ine) worship

The other day magic daughter woke up concerned and said

“Mom, the birds need your help.”

maybe I’m doing it for them.