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13 Aug

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There’s a little town called Brookfield, nestled in the outskirts of Milwaukee and it’s where I am from. I point this out because lately bad news seems to be de rigueur and in trying to navigate past all these sore subjects, I’ve realigned myself to where it all started, to what really matters and to making sure life moving forward walks the right path.

Too often we move along at such a quick pace, we forget to breathe in a couple of steps and enjoy the ‘now’. Everyone is so elbows deep on their phone or stuck in traffic or just tired in general, that reprieves of fresh air along the way get missed. This is not new or earth shattering. I am far from the first blowhard to think it necessary to put it down in ink but each time I’m reminded, it’s usually by way of great joy or cruel reality. Why let it be that way? Lets retrain our brains to slow down and be grateful for those around us, what we have and how we got there.

As we all know, life is unpredictable. Why let ego or assumption force you to carry heavy words left unsaid? Remind others what they mean to you and do it often. After recent news from back home surfaced, I’ve been having a hard time with the adage, that everything happens for a reason. Debatable. Some things suck and are simply meaningless. Unfair, too soon, and tragic feel more applicable.

Everything is too easy now. Communication doesn’t require human interaction. Instant gratification and the ideal that ‘we are what we share’ has completely taken over. I’m starting a movement of remembering that curating the relationships with the people who mean something to you is worth the calories burned. Pick up the phone, send a card, write the email, text, show up… whatever it takes to stay close. Unfortunately time is not for sale, don’t learn the hard way.

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Life moves too fast. I blinked and I’m 34 and a mom myself. My precious memories of my childhood spent in Brookfield are in the awkward phase of becoming a long time gone. Forever 16 in my head, the realization has truly sunk in that the world keeps going; regardless of what or who you lose or how badly you wish to go back and do things a bit different. My roots are tied and twisted around so many of you who helped shape me into who I am today. Family, lifelong friends, acquaintances and even those who taught me by example without knowing or meaning to; I tip my cap to you. Thank you for digging in long enough to leave an impression.  Indelibly you’re a part of me. Hope I’ve been able to afford some of you the same.

As Chris Pureka writes,

Life is cruel and it’s clumsy
I wish I could say that it’s better than that
but this is our time
this is all that we have ’til we turn out the lights…

Luella says… honor your coordinates.

With that being the benchmark – here are a couple tenets I am forcibly applying to life moving forward.

  • spend time each day not judging anyone or anything. Only allowing kind, decent and positive thoughts to course through. (this includes judging yourself, we’re our own worst critic)
  • live one day at a time, hour by hour, moment by moment
  • reconnect or re-affirm those relationships who mean the most to you
  • compromise more – in the end what do you win if you’re the only one satisfied?
  • communicate what others mean to you – go there – even if it’s awkward at least everyone knows where they stand.
  • practice appreciation, patience and forgiveness

Please note, this is all hard. Letting go, moving on, staying present, living for today, not judging, being thankful are all beautiful but not always attainable. I get it. This is perfect world scenario and some days it’s just not going to happen. It’s simple to sit behind a computer and wax on about how important this all is but the practice and application is where it gets real. I am hoping by setting the standard (for myself) of getting even half way, some of the time  – I will be successful. We shall see – To be continued…

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Listen. Indie. Volume 1

6 Oct

     

Let me preface this by saying I went to see a concert last night and was so moved by the music, I had to share. My disclaimer for this post is that it is intense, personal and supposed to move you to expand your “musical horizons.”

   

Music is everything. It transcends language, stereotypes, politics and oppression. To me, it is the “light” at the end of every tunnel. Musicians are poets. They give us their secrets, which were lying dormant in their souls, on paper, in verses and through the chords played on their instruments. All of us, through our varied experiences, can relate.  Dave Matthews sings, in Funny the Way it is,     

“Funny the way it is, if you think about it
One kid walks 10 miles to school, another’s dropping out
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
On a soldier’s last breath his baby’s being born
Funny the way it is, nor right or wrong
Somebody’s broken heart becomes your favorite song”
 
This is true and what makes music so profound. The same exact song can have a million meanings. You just have to reach out and find yours. My best moments, greatest failures and everywhere in between are woven together by the music or soundtrack if you will, of my life. I am so happy that the importance of song was instilled in me by my Mom from zero on. If your journey was different, it is not too late. Listen. Absorb. Be selfish and take from it what you need and leave the rest for others to interpret. If I had nothing, and some of us do, at least we have music.
 
Every so often, I will have new volumes with artists or songs I think are amazing. Today it is a spotlight on Indie, Singer-Songwriters that are NOT too be missed.  
 
 
Luella says…LISTEN 

AMOS LEE

Amos Lee (born June 20, 1978) is an American singer-songwriter and guitarist from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. His musical style encompasses folk, soul, and jazz. He has released three albums: Amos Lee, Supply and Demand and Last Days at the LodgeLee performs with drummer Fred Berman and bassist Jaron Olevsky. Some of his musical influences include Stevie Wonder, John Prine, Bill Withers, and James Taylor.     

      

Songs, all performed LIVE, all written by Amos Lee.      

      

LEARNED A LOT     

     

      

STREET CORNER PREACHER     

     

      

 SEEN IT ALL BEFORE     

       

(others to CLICK and listen to)     

WINDOWS     

NIGHT TRAIN     

       

CHRIS PUREKA

“A New England folkie with a parched, wounded voice and a mean way with an acoustic guitar, Pureka makes romantic depression seem, somehow, invigorating.”-LA Daily News     

“An interviewer asked Chris Pureka to sum up her music as a haiku. I will: Folky sorrowful songs of loneliness and hurt, longing to reunite. Her tunes have the grave Appalachian flavor of Neil Young and Gillian Welch; her guitar playing is subdued but quietly virtuosic. And her voice can be a desolate whisper or a bitter accusation. There’s no comfort, for her, in the clarity of her observations.” – John Pareles, THE NEW YORK TIMES     

      

Songs, all performed LIVE, all written by Chris Pureka.      

      

CALIFORNIA     

     

      

SONG FOR NOVEMBER     

     

      

TIME IS THE ANCHOR     

     

(others to CLICK and listen to)     

WRECKING BALL     

AUGUST 28th     

 

JOE PURDY

Joe Purdy is an American folk singer-songwriter who has recorded and released ten albums in eight years. A regular at The Hotel Café in Los Angeles, Purdy traveled to the UK with Tom McRae in 2006 as part of McRae’s Hotel Cafe Tour. Purdy’s appearance at the Wireless Festival in Leeds led to a special request from The Who member Pete Townshend and his girlfriend Rachel Fuller to play with them at their acoustic In the Attic Series shows.     

      

Songs, all performed LIVE, all written by Joe Purdy.      

       

THE CITY     

     

      

YOU CAN TELL GEORGIA     

     

      

CANYON JOE     

       

(others to CLICK and listen to)     

I LOVE THE RAIN THE MOST     

CAN’T SEEM TO GET IT RIGHT TODAY     

Take some time out and listen/watch the above artists. Musically we live in a world now where originality and  organic journeys barely exist. Let’s start a movement to try to change that.     

No matter where you live, find your local  Hotel Cafe, The Cutting Room or McCabes Guitar Shop. As Marvin Gaye sang, “Can I Get  a Witness.” Go support and witness live music for yourself. I would love to hear back from you about what artists you love and who moves and inspires you.   

I Do, in June.

22 Sep

  

J’aime vintage. I got married in June, to a man named Ralph, in my favorite place in the world, my parent’s backyard in Brookfield, Wisconsin. I am now a wife and I have a husband. Crazy but true. I can’t say I spent my childhood dreaming of my wedding day, it was more that I was dreaming of who I would be married to.

Even still, when it was my turn to be a bride, I wanted to plan it like an intimate dinner party. I love vintage as aforementioned and thus was born my theme. Mismatched china, a sideboard to hold our cake, handmade table numbers made of vintage French apothecary and soap labels, ball jars, green depression glass and cream hobnail vases, Lisianthus, Gardenias, Peonies, Green Hydrangeas and Ranunculus flowers, tuxes and candles; essentially “splendor in the grass.”  To accomplish this, let’s just say a lot of DIY, Etsy and imagination.

I knew some things were beyond my control and I left those to come as they may. At the end, it was an evening filled with lovely memories I will keep with me always. It was perfect. Wonderful friends, family, decadent food, drinks, dancing and laughter.  We are blessed. I know I relied on others inspirations to create my own so enjoy! 

(photos by Krystal Muellenberg and Studio Noveau

   

   

   

  

“Let’s turn to the West, Let’s turn up the music, Let’s hope it’s always as good as this” – Chris Pureka

(Venue: Shully’s Garden Tent, Cake: Sweetness by Alice, Flowers: Esther)

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