As I write this, I’m sitting at my palatial Ikea desk looking out the window onto Brooklyn Avenue (in Brooklyn…) and it’s pouring. As it has been since about 2 am last night when I was awoken by what amounted to an atomic bomb of a thunder storm that shook the entire building and set off car alarms all over the neighborhood.
Oddly enough, rain makes me feel more at home than anything else. I was discussing this with my friend Caitlin at brunch yesterday (who just moved to the city and is looking for a job, if you happen to have a position that needs filling!). We Pacific Northwesterners seem to find a strange sense of calm in the weather that defines our home turf. Unbearable heat: not for us. Biting cold that cryogenically freezes every bit of exposed skin: whywhywhy.
But torrential rains: easy as marionberry pie. (Which is not that easy, actually.)
That said, a good rainstorm sans gale-force winds or hail seems to be hard to come by in New York. I relish it when it does happen. I even have my favorite walking-in-the-rain music on my iPod. I just seem to become more centered with water pouring from the sky. By the way, this pisses most people NOT from the PacNorWes (I just invented that) off so much that they tend to not speak to you once you tell them how much you love that soggy feeling at the bottom of your jeans.
NYC is strange and daunting. But feels like home, it does. Or rather, it’s starting to. I still miss trees. And clean air. And having a car. And space to move around in. But it’s getting there.
A round-up of the craziness this summer (so far):
-Finished my first year in the BMI Musical Theater Workshop with a 10-minute-musical adaptation of an episode of “Hey, Arnold!” with the wildly talented Drew Gasparini (drewgasparinimusic.com) Stoop Kid’s afraid to leave his stoop! Stoop Kid’s afraid to leave his stoop!
-”Coffin Full of Love,” a song I wrote as a duet for a husband & wife undertaker who are suffering in the economic downturn was picked to be a part of Death, The Musical, which will premiere in Houston, TX this October. I was also invited to take a stab (har har) at setting some lyrics that had already been written for the show and to write some incidental music for skits. As of this posting, I’m now a writer or co-writer on 6 of the 14 numbers in the show! More information on the show and the pretty amazing production team here: http://www.deathmusical.com/
-The Dirty Gems are well on their way to taking over the universe with our own special brand of sexy jams and oh-so-good live shows. We’re wrapping up mixing on our debut EP this weekend and will have our CD release party at the legendary NYC venue, The Bitter End on September 2nd. We’ve opted to go the homemade album art route, which means all kinds of arts and crafts in the very near future. While you’re quivering in anticipation of the EP release, check out videos & recordings of our live shows here: http://www.reverbnation.com/thedirtygems
-Raycee Jones (formerly Rachel Ulreich), lead songstress for The Dirty Gems and I are in the early planning stages for an album for some of the songs we’ve written together. We also reached over 4k views for this video. Who knew? Since she went and found herself a new name, we decided that perhaps I should have something a little more fly as well. I’m not quite ready to reveal it yet, but let’s just say, it’s good.
As you can see, big things are on the way for this fall. I’m trying to get all my ducks in a row this month so I can hit the ground running come September when all hell breaks loose. Or perhaps, ‘all heaven breaks loose’ would be more accurate. I sometimes feel like I’m running the world’s most successful one-man religious racket. Well, except for L. Ron Hubbard and Joseph Smith and Jesus and… ok, maybe not.
I’m going to try to post once a week for a while. Probably on Thursdays. Keep your eyes peeled and your browsers pointed this-a-way.