Goooooaaaaalllll

Hey friends,
Yes, it has definitely been awhile. I just got a job as a part time piano accompanist at a high school. It's quite exciting. When I walked in to the high school, I felt like I was back in it. The rambunctious kids and music competitions starting up all over again.It was a crazy feeling being back as a "teacher" sort of, although I do not feel like it at all. I know a little more piano and I have college years under my belt but I look like the next freshman down the hall.

I'm still making music though. I think being at the school helped me to see that this is not my future right now even though I grateful for the opportunity. It's great to get paid for music but I have a benefit concert to plan for and gigs to perform at and that is where my heart lies at the moment. It's resting ever so peacefully there.

It's always easy to look over on the other side and think it is so much greener. I think I have been struggling with that lately...wondering if this is where I am to place my roots for a little while or should I be in L.A. (ugh I don't think I would belong there because I would have to dye my hair blonde and have a tan?), New York (I would be closer to my bff but it's kind of cold?), Rhode Island (because it's near the sea and sounds exotic...I do like seafood...)...what other music place is there? Oh! Austin, TX...it's a fantastic place but not yet...(I do mean to go back to check it out more). However, I am not in any of those places and there is no sense in sitting and pondering why I am not there. That's just wasting time Cas!

I think if I am honest with myself, my only reasoning for packing up and jetting is to be different. Honestly that never gets people anywhere...ok maybe it gets some because they are following an epiphany for seeing new landscapes, they are ready to move on (don't get me wrong it's not a bad thing)...

So take this commentary as a grain of salt...but for me, moving just to be different and see different is not honest for me right now. I'm going to stick around where I am at, soak it all up because this life is temporary and only I can make decisions for me and be whoever I want to be wherever I am. Sounds so simple doesn't it...usually that means you've missed the tiny print at the bottom.

Enough for some serious pondering...I think I am going to get some ice cream because all this thinking works up all my energy...so therefore, ice cream is appropriate. in fact...it's always appropriate.

1. Awk moment on a date--let's get ice cream!
2. baby just born--aww so cute, maybe she wants ice cream...
3. park with friends-ice cream man!
4. Grandma has dentures--how about ice cream everyone?
5. making up with a loved one--hey I brought you some ice cream.

I heart you all and ice cream too.
Casie

Oh Otis Redding you!

"It's so early, so early in the morning
So early, so early in the morning...

And I've got you
And you've got me
And we'll have each other
And we don't, we don't want nothing but joy."

I love discovering songs of old. True soul. Just saying it all.

Totally unrelated: Today as I was jogging, I noticed the place where the opossum was laying dead the day before before was clean.

I thought, how sad, no one will ever know that opossum died except for whoever drove over it and me. No one will ever give it another thought. Then I thought, what if there are people out there without someone to give them a thought when they die?
Ok rather morbid for a morning jog. Sorry. So as I was walking back home, I thought again (I tend to do it alot) about that, then wrote a little song in my head for the dear opossum or dear person who is not remembered when they pass away.
It went something like Mr O. (for opossum) but first I started out as Mr. P (b/c that's the syllable you say...) anyways,

"Mr. O, you'll never know the hearts you stole. If it were me, I'd still plant a tree, for you. You're a keeper, a dreamer, a rather rambunctious feller and if no one will ever give you a thought again, Mr. O., Oh, you know I will."

Naturally the song left my head before I hit home but for that moment that was my shout out.

Love,
C

"Playing piano in that pink hotel"

"Well I crossed the lake and mountains, ended up in hollywood.
Playing piano in that pink hotel just like you said I would.
I kept looking out my window hoping one day that you would come,
going every shade of blue under that California sun."

-Diane Birch, "Valentino"

Love that song. I had the lovely honor of playing piano (not in a pink hotel) and singing some tunes at our hotel in New Orleans.
It was glorious. I hope people enjoyed it as much as I did. Later, I jammed with other singers as well. Always a good time getting musicians together.

I also got to sing a song I had written, "Mr. Offended" as well. There are some parts that are loosely connected to New Orleans.
It was one of the best things I have ever done...to sing a song that is connected to the city.

Jazz, a relaxed atmosphere in fact so relaxed that I think it had an influence in my voice...it was enjoying those lower smokey notes more :), chill hotel staff, fantastic sites, humidity that gives my hair some good volume, even those silly one way streets...thanks for your music and culture New Orleans.

My voice and songs, here's to you.

Love,
C

Serendipity

Dictionary defs:
1.an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident.
2.good fortune; luck.

I just love saying the word. Still haven't seen the movie yet.
These are lyrics from Greg Holden's "Serendipity".

My eyes are faking all the sights.
For every page that i read, comes another to write.
My wheels are spining out of control
and i feel, yes, i feel like i am ready to roll.

So,
I have seen all i need to rome free, within these streets.
Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul.

My words are music to your ears.
For every story i tell comes a sequel that you must hear
and i wander your pages in search of a plan.
For every chapter i pass draws directions of where i am
and where i am going.

And i have seen all i need to rome free within these streets
climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul.

And i am seeing time, explaining it's better line, to me.
Toring out pages with illustrative lines, you'll see.
And i fall down under your watchful eye.

Hmmm
And i have seen all i need to rome free, within these streets.
Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul.
And i have seen all i need to rome free, within these streets.
Climbing up walls that are never too tall, feeds my soul.

Dear Greg,
you rock.

Thanks,
C

Nothing to do with music

Friends,
you know those kinds of days where you look forward to sleep. It's like taking in the smell of pot roast in the crock pot or freshly baked bread right before seeing it. I can smell the sleeeeeepppp. It smells incredibly fantastic. Can you salivate at the thought of sleep. I believe it is possible.

It's been a glorious day and I hope it is concluded with glorious sleep.

Buona notte,
C

Right now

Hi friends,
today my voice was not cooperating. I thought it was a mutual relationship but we just aren't there yet. So I decided to write a song fit for where my voice was at today.

I am not entirely done with the song yet. I'll admit it sounds more pop/radio-like.
I have not written many songs that have that sound like pop/radio music.

It got me thinkin', songwriters find their genre eventually after years and years of experience. I am not there yet but the great thing is, I absolutely love where I am at right now. Some songs I have written are sad, happy, slow, jazzy, country?...right now I am piecing puzzles of different genres and sounds I am familiar with. Where they are good or horrid, it's really fun and I just love it.

So I guess singer/songwriter genre is where I fit in right now and I am perfectly fine with that.

<3
C

Myspace

YOU EXIST BECAUSE??? Just wondering.

not <3
C