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My new Bio.
By: Me

So I'm supposed to tell you about myself and we've tried to write something fancy, and I'm just not that fancy, so here I go.
The non-fancy me.

I've been writing songs for as long as I can remember. Some of them make me happy and some of them are shit, but all of them come because I can't imagine what else to do with my head and the things that are in it besides write songs.
Songs, and some pretty bad poetry.
But mostly just songs.
LITTLE VOICE is my first major label album. I signed with Epic Records on tax day 2005, and I spent the better part of the next year writing and developing the material for the album that is set to release July 3rd. Songwriting is the most sacred thing in my life. It's how I process my world. For now, it's usually me and my piano (that I rent cause I don't have one), my lousy grammar, and some emotion that makes me feel like I'm bursting at the seams.
And it's the best feeling in the world.

We started recording in February of 2006 and it took about a year to get to a place where we felt like it was finished. My producer, Eric Rosse, and I spent countless hours deliberating, fighting, and seeking compromise on what would make this music the best it could be. I'm not proud to say it, but I feel like in many ways I walked in with my dukes up. In the end, we both walked away with some gnarly battle scars, and an album that we're both pretty damn proud of. It represents one of the most tumultuous years of my life that thankfully made me a stronger, better artist. I'm incredibly grateful for that.

It's a collection of songs that pretty much mean the world to me. They chronicle my life, my relationships, my basket-case-ness, and my utter devotion to trying to write honest stuff down and share it. That's where the title comes from. This record was really about me learning to trust my own instincts, and more importantly, recognize how desperately I needed to learn to listen to myself, however inexperienced and naïve I may be. It sounds cliché, but that little voice is sometimes the only voice that's speaking the truth. I think that's pretty fucking cool.

"What kind of music is it?"
I write mostly on piano and I'm a girl, so lots of people say it's Norah Jones, or Fiona Apple. That's fine. I love Norah's subtlety and Fiona's fierce lyrical prowess. But I also have an affinity for the playful and intelligent-pop of people like Elton John and Ben Folds. And although I don't necessarily write like them, Radiohead, the Police and Bjork changed my musical consciousness. Ben Gibbard writes better lyrics than I can even imagine up. Etta James and Sam Cooke make me wish I lived 50 years ago. Counting Crows recorded an album that I consider to be perfect, and Bob Marley created music that makes me want to be a better human being.
So there's all that. And it's all in there. In me. Somewhere. So do what you will with that information, I know it's vague, but it's the best I can do.

"Where are you from and how'd you end up here?"
I grew up in Eureka, CA. Since hardly anyone knows where that is, I'll tell you. It's pretty much as north as you can go up the coast of California before you stop paying sales tax. (Oregon, baby.)
I lived on several acres of Redwood forest, and spent most of my time in the woods developing a delightfully overactive imagination that I'm pretty proud to say I've managed to salvage. I sang in high school choirs and did community musical theatre and played right field softball and rode horses and had my heart broken a few times. I was borderline normal.
I was incredibly lucky.
I moved to LA to go to UCLA, and realized the world was bigger than my hometown. Way, way bigger, come to find out. In school I studied Communications, but everywhere else I secretly studied the world around me. I felt stupid and wonderful and small and liberated and exhilarated and I started feeling the need to write it all down. So I did. And then I wanted to start singing those things. I played open mics and small shows that started becoming bigger shows and actually started calling myself a musician. I met my band/road mates and finally started sharing music. Because of them, I also rediscovered what "family" means. I met my manager, Jordan Feldstein, who has made tiny opportunities blossom into bigger ones, and now I'm not a waitress anymore. I fell on my ass more than once but figured that I'd rather do this than anything, so what the hell?
And here we are.

"Why'd you write such a long bio?"
I realize this is incredibly self-indulgent, but it all feels important to me, and I'm a terrible editor. So, thanks for coming. Thanks for listening. Thanks for ignoring my potty mouth, and thanks for giving a shit about this music. I really really truly appreciate it.

Love and peace,
s ]]></description>
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      <title>Photo courtesy of Colin Young-Wolff. Sara Courtesy of Mom.</title>
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      <title>WWW . OHMYGODTHEALBUM'SCOMINGOUT . COM</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Scene opens with a young songwriter sitting in shock on her living room floor, mouth open, and eyes glazed over with the news. It's finally happening, people. No shit.

My brand new album, LITTLE VOICE will be officially released both on iTunes and in retail stores on July 3, 2007. Ahem.
Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod

I'm so excited to be sharing this news with you all!! You can tell by the exclamation points!!!! It's obviously been a long road, and I owe a big thank you to everyone who said they would wait patiently for the new music. And to those who said they wouldn't wait, at least you were honest. Pat yourselves on the back. Jerks.

Stay tuned to the website and myspace page for updates, but for now, just know that it's really really happening. Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod

Now off to breathe into my trusty paper bag for a bit.
I love you all.

Ohmygodohmygod.
Heart,
Sara]]></description>
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      <title>Sara Answers Your Questions</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Maya Srikanth in Chicago, IL USA asks:
I caught your Chicago show opening for Aqualung (which was amazing), and I was unfortunately too short on cash to buy a "Love Song" t-shirt. Is there any way to make those available online, or am I out of luck?

Sara answers:
you're not out of luck. We'll have them up on the website eventually...promise! For now, just at shows though.

Marion BLIN in La Rochelle,France asks:
hi!I 'm desperate...I've searched but I can find your albums in France...when do you make a trip (professional trip of course) in Europe???...;)

Sara answers:
I'm not sure just yet, but we're definitely planning to come your way eventually.

Lisa Thornton in Melbourne asks:
I LOVE your music and I got a few a my friends hooked too. Would you be interested in coming to the Melbourne/Palm Bay area in Florida? I know a place that will probably let you play there. I check your website all the time to see if your coming anywhere close to where I live but your never in Florida. Even if you came to Orlando would be great. Please consider performing in Florida.-Lisa

Sara answers:
We are coming to Miami on the Mika Tour! Does that count? ]]></description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 14:24:45 -0700</pubDate>
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      <title>Superhero Morning</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Good morning, Tuesday. You look nice.
Actually you look kind of overcast and foggy but I love you anyway. I'm up earlier than I would like to be because of street cleaning and the fact that every time I come home I forget to move my car and I spend copious amounts of money on damn parking tickets. But not today, my friends. Not today. I feel like freakin' Spidey.

Any hoo. I've been incredibly busy and the boys and I have been across the country and back more times than I can count. (Well, like 5 or 6 actually, but it's more dramatic this way) We've been playing shows with wonderful musicians that turned out to be friends, and been having an absolute blast. I try to keep some of you up to date in emails, but let's be honest... I'm not that good at keeping up with anything. I'm working on it. So, to fill you all in about what's happening now, I'll do my best.

We are at the tip of the radio iceberg, which is incredibly exciting. We have done a handful of performances and meetings with lovely people from radio stations across the country. It's amazing because I'm actually MORE awkward when talking on the air. It's really quite remarkable. I tend to lose my train of thought and then start thinking "shit, I just forgot what I was saying and now I look like an idiot" and then I actually said "shit" on the air. Folks, that's a no-no in radio.
You've come a long way, Sara.
Shit.

I have been told a few dates for releases of the new album and you'll all be happy to know that it might be sooner than I had originally thought and planned. It's right around the corner. No, seriously. Right around the corner. I'm not going to say any actual dates because it seems like when I do that all the little fairies in the Universe come screaming down on me and change everything and the release date gets moved back 6 months. Not this time.
Again, I'm heading danger off at the pass. Again, I feel like freakin' Spidey.


I must say that overall, things are feeling pretty real. I can feel transition everywhere and I'm genuinely excited and happy to move forward. I feel so supported and encouraged that whatever comes next will be okay. So thank you all for that.
I'm off to fight crime...
Or to get a latte.
Get a latte THEN fight crime.

Love you.]]></description>
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      <description><![CDATA[Cary Brothers just yelled at me and said I have to write a good blog because Jim Bianco wrote a good blog. Nothing like a little interpersonal competition and comparison to start your day off right. So here we are. And here I am in the back lounge of a 12-sleeper bus with my headphones on trying to think of any way possible that I could sum up this experience for readers that aren't here. (just realized that there's no music playing in my headphones. I'm just keeping them on. I think they help me concentrate? I don't know. This is a new phenomenon for me.) I'm also trying to figure out how I could possibly put this experience more eloquently and viscerally than Rachael did in her last blog. The truth is I can't. She cast light on this motley crew of characters perfectly and anything I did to try and build on that would really just be ripping her off. And I'm no ripper-off-er. So I'll try to give y'all (thanks, Texas) my perspective on things. Not that you care or it matters, but because this experience is truly unique and nostalgic and incredible. One of those things that makes you want to write it all down, so you can make sure that no moments slip thru the cracks, though they always do. But we're thankful for them anyway. Thank you Jack and Coke. Thank you gas stations and truck stops for somehow being beacons of comfort. Thank you Cary and Johnny Merch for pulling that rickshaw in Corpus Christi. Priceless. Just priceless. Thank you Corpus Christi in general. Thank you late night conversations and junk food. And Doritos in particular. Thank you bad movies. They're sometimes better than the good ones. But let's be honest - either take up a couple of hours of a long drive, so thanks for that. Thank you ALL songwriters for putting your guts out there. Thank you music lovers who make this tour and these artists feel like we make sense to someone. Thank you hecklers at shows that give us the opportunity to show off a little fuck you. Thank you Borat for some great quotes that have accompanied this band of humans for a thousand miles or more. Thank you for the moments where I stood alone by the side of the stage and watched everyone make music together on stage and I welled up with some sort of pride or excitement or both for being allowed the opportunity to be a part of this whole thing. I flew in to Houston by myself, and met up with a crew of people that had been loving each other for 5 weeks now, long before I came into the mix. So if I'm really honest, I would admit to having flashbacks to being the new kid in junior high and figuring out who the cool kids were and just really wanting to belong. But then I found out that these cool kids were also silly and strange and so so smart and hilarious and musical and sweet and loving most of the moments of this whole ride. And they made me feel cool too. So thanks for that, guys. See you next year. (I'll probably see you before that, but it's more dramatic if I end it the other way.) So.. See you next year. (wink)]]></description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 14:18:43 -0700</pubDate>
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      <description><![CDATA[2007.


so.
I started a blog about a week ago, and here I am one week later and I feel like somebody else. I can't really relate to what I was saying then, which is mildly concerning, but ultimately inspiring. I'm always changing. Just like JLo on tour in between songs. So I'm starting over. And no one will EVER KNOW what I said before. (mwuahahahahahahha)
No big deal. I'm just super mysterious sometimes.

So I guess this point of these things is to let you all know what the EFF is going on with stuff regarding my musical life. And I will. But sometimes I want to tell you about personal stuff. And sometimes I don't. So how am I feeling today?
Like I'm growing up. Like I'm still a little kid. Like I'm learning about all the shitty stuff that's inevitable in life. Like I've bitten off more than I can chew.... But also like I'm really hungry and I'm going to keep chewing. Like there is so much magic to see and feel and write about that I can't possibly see and feel and write fast enough. But also like I'm infinitely blessed with the opportunity to try.

To answer the question "WHEN IS THE ALBUM COMING OUT?" I can say with a big fat grin, "I HAVE NO IDEA".
But my best guess is late spring. I have some optimists, and some realists on my team of people. Not the kind of team that runs hurdles. I hurt my knee that way. Believe me, we ALL want to release the new music, but they keep telling me there's a system to how this whole process works. And as much as I fight it...for now,
I am but a passenger
On a Safari
That travels by buggy
To an Elephant Sanctuary
Standing on the straw laden platform
Waiting for my turn to ride.
In my humble opinion, nobody analogizes the music industry with Elephant Rides enough.

To give you actual factual (rhyming's in my blood) details...I have spent the last two days in the studio working on a radio version of Gravity. The album version will be the fruition of my initial vision for this song, and then there is this very new concept of what is appropriate for radio coming into play. I cannot claim to understand it all, and for all of you naturalists out there, don't think I haven't gotten my hands dirty in fighting the good fight. But I have to refer you to the Elephant ride thing again. My turn's coming. I'm a lucky girl to get the opportunity to be heard. And this little voice will hopefully be there soon.

I had my first photo shoot and it was awesome. Truly. I worked with an incredible photographer who made me feel comfortable and creative. I wore fancy clothes and had my hair did and my makeup done, and played queen of the castle for a day. Thank you to all those who worked to make that happen. It was a really wonderful day. If this whole music thing doesn't work out, I'm thinking of learning how to use Photoshop. That's how inspired I was. This is serious.

Other than that, I can report with a bursting heart (in a good way, not a messy, see the doctor way) that my boys and I are hitting the road to hopefully begin what will be a long tradition of touring together. We have all been through so much, and have the battle scars to prove it. Sometimes after a few Coors Lights we compare scars. It's gross. Don't watch.
I have been so lucky to work with all the amazing musicians that have come and gone over the past four and a half years. We've had an unbelievable run together and I love each and every one of them for that. Don't get me wrong, I am welcoming the future with a cheesecake and a bottle of wine, but I sure am grateful for the past.

Change is a necessity. Without it, we would all wear the same clothes all the time and look and feel and smell like shit. I'm so genuinely excited and ready to greet this year with an open heart, and my dukes in my back pocket. Well, one duke for each pocket, cause they still don't make back pockets big enough to fit two fists at a time. Gap, get on it.
Never the less, Thank you for listening, for reading, for supporting, for feeling and for helping me feel like all this is important. I owe you big time.


More love than last time,
s]]></description>
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      <title>Speak fo' yo' self</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Quickie:
Point things where you want them to go now. You have more influence than you think.

Overview:
Incorporate some regular form of meditation or relaxation into your life. A regular massage or ten minutes of scheduled downtime can do wonders for your quality of life. Self-care expands your definition of self.


This was my horoscope today, Monday July 17 2006.

I am not a huge astrology buff, but I do believe in the power of the universe and things being set in motion and the more we resign to ride the wave the easier things become. Today I found myself in the unexpected position of discussing some pretty sensitive issues pertaining to my music. Finding myself trying to speak up and really say the truth. Which effing sucks sometimes. But I did it. And I'm proud of myself. And I'm going to go get a massage. Thanks horoscope genie!

Learning to communicate has by far been the hardest thing I've ever had to do. And you'd think I'd be better at it considering it was my major. I don't know how many of you are out there and bite your tongue all the time like I do. Great diet trick, but lousy for getting your point across. Today was just me and my bare bones and my truth. And to be honest, it felt great. I had a great heart to heart with my band mates and another with my producer...and while things that get said can be uncomfortable or difficult to hear they are so powerful, because they are true. And we ended up coming to some really powerful realizations that will only make things better and stronger in the long run. And now I'm on a truth kick. So don't ask me if you look fat in those pants, cause I just might tell you. ;)

To bring all of you up to speed in some form, (as I am well aware of how absent I've been)
I have been in the studio for at least some chunk of almost everyday working with my producer on editing and cleaning up and finishing these tracks. I am really proud of this album and feel like at the end of the day I can look back and say I worked my ass off at being really true to my own vision. My heart and soul is in this project (cliché and all) and I can't wait to share it with you.
But I must say that I have lovingly started to prepare myself for the possibility of a gentle rebellion against what this album will be. I have a sneaking suspicion that Ill hear a few versions of
I liked it better when this song was that way.
And
why'd you sing it like that?

I know they will come but I'm choosing to look at it as testimony to how invested my listeners can be. Not every artist can claim fans who care enough about that artist and the music to actually get pissed off about it. I've decided that pissed off fans mean love.
Silver Lining? I think so.
It was a challenge to give these songs a clean slate. I have just as much history with all these songs as any listener does, and I completely understand being attached to things being a certain way. But I tried to really open my mind and let these songs stretch and become a little different. At the end of the day, I am really proud of this and I think the majority of you listeners want to grow along with the music. So mark a new little notch on kitchen wall, were headed for the big-kid rides now!

I'm aware that I've pretty much lied to your faces and said everything would be out in the summer.
I was hopeful.
I was wrong.
We've all seen the summer sale at the Gap come and go. Sorry khakis, see you next year. To give everyone an idea of when to expect the new music...I will tell you what I have been told. While the actual release of the fully packaged and finished album may happen as late as next year (insert wild and raucous angry mob noise here) I'm really pushing to get something out by late fall. It may be an EP or sampler of the album itself, but if I can get the music to you in any form, I will. Believe me, nobody wants this done and done more than I do.
Well, Will Ferrell might be more anxious than me but I think he's the only one.

At this moment in time we have two more days of recording cellos, and one more day of some vocals, but then we are in mixing heaven. Which is similar to doggie heaven, but with less kibble, more bits. Once we turn in the mastered mixed recordings to the label, they all listen to it and tell us to change everything and then we change a bunch of stuff and then they get happy and then they give us the green light. Then I meet with a product manager from the label who will help me formulate the visual aspects of the artwork for the cd. Then I put on a bunch of makeup and I tilt my head and we take some photos and they put them and the music in a big computer somewhere and out comes the cd.
Then you all have to buy it.
But no pressure, My mom signed up for at least fifty. And my neighbor said she'd buy one. The label's gonna love me.

But I love you all already. And I really appreciate that you forgive me for not writing more. I feel like were closer because of that. That and the fact that you promise to buy the cd.
Well, those two things, and the fact that you never wear that speedo anymore. I fell like we are closer because of all those things.

I will try to be better at writing. Or at least I promise to work on my cursive.
Loving you,
s]]></description>
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      <description><![CDATA[anyway.

late night.

post show.

post marked too many cocktails.

Just wanted to share the beautiful yet sort of surreal experience of tonight. The whole thing was so amazing. We were on stage tonight at the Temple Bar in Santa Monica to a beautiful and packed house, and people knew the words to not just a moment of songs, but knew all the words to multiple songs, and sang them... LOUDLY, WITH FERVOR.
Fervor, even.
And then, after the show, there were so many bunches of beautiful faces to talk to and connect with... always too little time, so I apologize for that, but amazing none the less.
Amazing I tell you.


what a damn trip. All your supportive selves, many of whom I've seen before. Some that I haven't. So grateful I am for all your continued love and support. And to be honest, a bit overwhelmed by it all sometimes. I am so lucky to have such an incredible support system, and at the same time, I feel completely undeserving.....So to curb my enthusiasm for my own self-deprecation. I will just say thank you.

Thank you for allowing me to share myself with all of you
Thank you for listening.
Thank you for allowing me to indulge in music.
Thank you for making me feel like that's what I'm meant to do.


Thanks to Prince for writing the song Purple Rain which as I'm listening right now, makes this email read like the background to an emotional scene of a brat pack movie.
Thank you Molly Ringwald and Judd Nelson for the best movies of my life.


I love you with all my heart.

s]]></description>
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      <description><![CDATA[oh boy has it ever.

I am officially Hermit the Frog.
Well, not a frog in literal terms... but I do think they're cute creatures and deserve to vote just like all the other creatures.

what?

it's late and I'm tired, but I feel like writing... so stuff like the voting frog comment comes out. Sue me.

It's been such an interesting last couple of months. In the beginning of February I went into an amazing studio at a gorgeous facility called NRG in North Hollywood. I was in Studio B, the Moroccan themed room, with rich tapestries, lush couches and fabrics, cool lighting and the most beautiful grand piano.... I felt like princess Jasmine even though she didn't live in Morocco.
Found out after the fact that it was the same studio in which Fiona Apple recorded her second record, which happens to be my holy grail of records. Well, that and the Jackson 5 Christmas Album. Seriously, check it out. It's what I decorate my apartment to when I have an apartment and feel like decorating it. Even in April.

In addition to some familiar faces, I was also surrounded by some new musicians and musical folk. Each one was a great opportunity to learn, ask questions and grow as a musician and an artist. But even outspokenly awkward me took some time to show my truly awkward colors. Over the course of those eight days, I found myself becoming more comfortable in offering ideas and realizing that my ideas were totally valid and more than that, they were vital in getting to the heart of these songs. Goes back to that whole "little voice" thing. If I could only practice what I preach.

With the help of some very patient people and the most wonderfully supportive friends I could hope to conjure up, by the end I was as awkward as ever. Ah, feels good.
Long story short, (too late) we were in the big studio for about 8 days recording drums, bass, and piano. There was a smattering of really wonderful players that came in and hopefully we've all created a musical soup that will taste great. And be less filling.

It was so inspiring to wake up in the morning and drive AGAINST traffic (*sigh*) to this magnificent room where my whole job all day long was to lose myself in the music and let creative bugs grab me and take me in different directions. What an incredible feeling to watch your music come to life in ways you haven't explored before. Certain songs are taking some searching to find the right framework, and others are staying relatively true to how they've been. Overall, I look at this album as an opportunity to let the songs breathe, and maybe even change shape a bit. I'm doing my best to help create unique and honest music that makes me giddy to share it. I think I'm on my way there, and I know it will be a long road...
But guys, I knew after the very first day that this is something I'm going to be really proud of.

And I already can't wait to share it.

So thanks for the love, patience, and good wishes. It comes through crystal clear. It actually comes through on am radio at this one intersection in Hollywood, which is weird.

Hmm.

Anyway.

loving you.
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      <title>Tomorrow</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[So.


Only a day away, huh?


Pretty freakin' cool. Tomorrow we begin recording this album that I've been working on and waiting for for what feels like forever. I have so many thoughts going through my head and I'm trying to weed out the ones that make me anxious and concentrate on the ones that make me feel like sipping champagne in a cocktail dress while watching fireworks. Just sheer delight. That's what I'm aiming for.


I feel all sappy about the whole thing. Like I want to send everyone I know flowers and say thank you for helping me along the way. I swear, I'm inches away from calling my dentist at home and saying, "I know those bleach trays didn't work that well, but thanks for trying. I love you for that. How are the kids? "
I think I'm emotional. Call me crazy. NO, don't. It'll make me cry.



I feel unbelievably fortunate to even be in the same room as this opportunity. The chance to record music that I love and believe in. What a fuckin' dream come true. Wow. So thank you to every last one of you who is reading this and somewhere inside believing in it too. May you never receive another parking ticket.



I know that I am only at the very very beginning of this whole mess, but being there makes me think about the road that led up to this point and all the people that have been and continue to be a part of it. I have the most amazing group of people around me that have been so supportive this whole time, all the while keeping me in check and making sure we had some fun along the way. My family away from my family... Javier, Josh, Brian and Chad.... I don't even have words to begin to thank these wonderful men for their time, lame-ass jokes, talent and encouragement. They are my brothers (but not like monks) and I look forward to all the good times ahead. ;)



I swear I'm acting like I'm writing a speech, but what the hell. Indulge I say. it's the year of the dog. what?



As for the album itself...
I have experienced my own personal version of Sophie's Choice. (Meryl Streep movie where she has a heart wrenching decision of choosing between her children... not your light, Friday night flick. Don't recommend it on a depressed day.) My producer, manager, A&R rep and I have debated and concluded which songs will most likely end up on the album. My producer, Eric Rosse, and I have had many a long discussion about why some songs makes sense and why some songs don't. Don't get me started on the heartbreak of having to tell some of my favorite songs that they will have to wait to be realized in recorded form, but I feel like I'm really having to make some decisions that make sense for where I'm at right now. Like I've said before, I just want them to be true and honest representations of this music and that's really all I can do.



I haven't yet chosen a name for this album, but I did have a vision one night that it was supposed to be called "Little Voice". I feel like that phrase has a pretty profound meaning for me at this time in my life too, so I wouldn't be surprised if that ends up being the title. Either "Little Voice" or "Get Up and Dance 'Fore I Kick you In the Pants". You know, just a couple of titles I'm playing around with. I just put "Little Voice" up on myspace to give it some love, because the song came out pretty quickly after this whole vision came about. If you read the lyrics, you'll know what I mean.


Anyway, I've run off at the fingertips long enough. Thanks for endulging me. I will keep everyone updated on how things go and hopefully get some clips up on the website from inside the studio. Probably just us doing drugs or being in the hottub with chicks or something.


sending you love always.


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      <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 14:01:27 -0700</pubDate>
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      <title>Two thousand six This!</title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Yeah!

I'm coming at 2006 with a new attitude. Although my little lead in here has less to do with my resolution and more to do with what happens when you get stir crazy in a relative's house when you've already seen every episode of America's next top model . You get a bit hostile. Shit happens.

It's the first Monday in 2006. Mondays are so rainy in 2006. I miss 2005. This makes me think of that Carpenters song "Rainy Days and Monday"

Think how bummed Karen would be tonight, bless her heart.

So I haven't written in a while. I don't really have a good excuse other than being preoccupied with trying to figure out how to make your first record. I have run the gamut of emotions over the course of this process and SURPRISE! We're nowhere near finished. (Insert dramatic cry here) I feel like I'm learning myself all over again, and wondering if I ever really knew me in the first place. I think you will all be happy to know that the album will have a cool mixture of old songs, currently played songs and never before heard ones. In the process of song selection , I've really had to ask myself which songs are the most important to me, and to all of you. It's tough choice sometimes. Like choosing between children. And it's not like in my family where everyone just KNOWS that I'm the favorite. It's more complicated than that.

At the end of the day, I've really had to get quiet and listen to myself Really remember where I was at when songs were conceptualized and written, and let the ones that resonate most deeply come through. I'm choosing songs that really are important to me for a million different reasons and I have to just trust that those are the right songs. Oh yeah, and they have to be hits. Dammit.

As far as production goes, I'm as green as a 12 year old fat-Sara after too many cotton candies and a trip to the Gravitron at the County Fair. But I'm learning so much and soaking it up like a Brawny Paper towel.

I've been listening to music differently, I go on long walks with my Ipod and hear the mix of a familiar song in completely new ways. I'm learning to listen for instrumentation, the structure and flow of the production of a song, how different sounds from the same instrument evoke different emotions. I try to dissect why it is that certain songs always make me cry and certain others make me feel light as air, or sexy, or like I just want to drive up PCH forever. That's what I love about music, and I just want to do my best to capture the essence of my music so it has a chance to communicate with all of you. I know I sound new agey, but it's true, and it means the world to me, so deal with it.

Oh, and I forgot to tell you, I'm TOTALLY new age in 2006.

So I guess now that I look back I guess that's a pretty okay excuse for not writing. .. Ah, I feel better.

Seriously, I want to be sharing this road with all of you and I do resolve to write more. I am so ridiculously blessed to be in these shoes and receive so much encouragement and support from so many of you. So thank you for that. And thank you for your patience in waiting for new music, and the album. I hope it will be worth it. And thanks for always making me feel like I can try something new, and fall on my face and can trust that you'll wait till I leave before you laugh. I feel like I have this amazing network of friends, some that I've never met, who continually make me feel welcomed and understood, even if it's only for 45 minutes once a month at some dimly lit bar, or through an email, or just knowing you're out there listening. You make me feel like Jodi Foster in Contact, and I love you for that.

Happy Happy New Year. I sincerely hope that it brings you all the light and love you can handle.

I'm sending you mine.

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      <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 13:58:19 -0700</pubDate>
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