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Once again my dad and I packed up the van and headed to Lake Geneva for Escape to the Lake, an Under the Radar music getaway. Once again we listened to some great music, walked a lot and met lots of interesting people. Over the three days I decided to work my brain and try to remember everyone’s name that I met without asking; so once I met them, that was it. I actually did a pretty good job considering I met over 20 people. Here are a few of them:

Tom and Melody- both there last year. Tom takes Melody for her birthday present each year. Melody is a school teacher. They have a son named Nathaniel.

Mary- drove seven hours to get to the camp. She just graduated college with a degree in interior design.

Zak- came by himself. Has a legit mustache.

Sheryl and her son Craig – Sheryl’s husband is in a wheel chair.

Sarah- Came up on the third for the Burlap to Cashmere concert. She lives in Chicago.

Amy and Walt – I remembered their names with A&W. Walt started going bald when he was 17. As he puts it, “God gives some people perfect heads and the rest he covers up with hair.

Sherri and Tim – were there with Sherri’s sister Grace and their family. Their oldest daughter went to college and with no help from them graduated debt free and was able to study abroad in Spain. Previously they had homeschooled their children.

Erica- Singer for Mercy Child. Her main occupation is photography. She shoots lots of weddings. Lives in Nashville.

Madeline- Mercy Child. About to be married. Also is a photographer. Introduced the Jones to the Cryars making it possible for The Vespers to form.

Kyle- Mercy Child. Amazing at instruments. He learned one of my songs so I could sing for open mic. From Texas, moved to Nashville ten years ago.

Nate and Andrea- Have a record label for people who do music as a side. Host house concerts. Nate is worship leader at their church. Andrea teaches piano.

Lishia and Dave- Gray Havens. Debating wether to homeschool when they have a family.

To remember peoples’ names, I remembered something about them and said their names over in my head. I also reinforced them by saying their name’s whenever possible: “Hello Erica” or “Hey Andrea can you pass the salt?” Very educational.

Although it is getting harder to travel with just my dad, everyone thinks we’re married. which is awkward and funny.

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Mercy Child: Madeline, Erica and Kyle Taken on the porch where I got my selfie with The Vespers

Standpoint

This is a — er– song… rap? I wrote late last year. Hopefully I can think up a melody and beat for it sometime. Any ideas?

Seeing each side
Knowing I lied
When I said I knew
Look I have no clue

I’ll watch each side
With my tongue tied
Smile for yes and no
And put on a good show

I have a standpoint without getting up
Sitting outside of the right club
Why should I bother myself with an opinion
When without I could persuade dominions
Passive is the new movement
There’s no need to represent

They just want your consent
To have no intent
Don’t understand, stay content

I’m not even a note in a song
Not even a pebble in a pond
I’m nothing and that’s something 2x

Who can say what went wrong
When it happened, where it started
Keep it that way
You’ll be glad you stayed
For knowledge is power
The power to cower

I have a viewpoint with closed eyes
Blinded by those blurred lines
Oh, they’re so easy to jump over
So I’ll just be a pushover

There are messed up people out there
That have a way of getting in your hair
So deny their existence; belie their resistance
What you don’t know will kill the rest of you

RAMI Auditions

Joey and I auditioned for the youth Rockford Area Music Industries (RAMI) competition last weekend. We spent hours practicing to polish up the three original songs we wanted to perform. I’ve sung regularly onstage since I was 10. I’ve sung at recitals, in church, nursing homes, and several other venues. I’m normally super comfortable singing in front of people, but on stage there was something I didn’t expect: I couldn’t see the audience, not even their silhouettes. There was just blackness. Emptiness. I knew there were people in the dark, but I couldn’t see or hear them. The end of the world seemed to be the end of the stage. Take a step and you could fall endlessly into the nothingness. Way far away, it seemed ages away, were the lights from the judges’ table. They seemed too far to ever reach and their hope — the hope of light, of winning — was more of a taunting fancy that was unattainable. I nodded to Joey telling him I was ready. I heard the familiar riff of our first song start. It was there, the sound, but it wasn’t coming from the guitar. It was coming up towards me from the blackness. The monitors. The sound was coming from the monitors. I got my bearings just in time to sing the first line. I could hear the echo of my voice deep in the dark. There was a faint hum of my voice after I had stopped singing.

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Photo credit: Joanna Kay Photography

After the first verse and chorus, something happened. My chest shriveled and finally collapsed after holding back the shaking that started in my stomach and went to the tips of my fingers. The lines of the second verse fell away from me- gone, into the emptiness before me. I grabbed at what was nearest in my mind, the third verse. Completely weak and shaking, I sang with all the power I had left the words to the third verse. Once the song was over, I regained my composure and finished the act flawlessly. The ten minutes of our audition time had flown by.

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I found out that no one could tell I messed up the song and that I looked completely natural onstage. Joey and I, along with six other bands, progressed to the final level. Joey and I will get 20 minutes to perform in April’s show before first, second, and third place winners will be chosen. Maybe I will be able to beat the darkness this next time.

Playlist to Victory

I get very into music. If the song is sad, I get serious or cry. If it’s happy, I prance about and make tea. If it’s powerful, I get all bad attitude. If it’s a swing song on, I want to dance. Well let’s be honest, I want to dance if it’s any song (except for a country one). To sum up, I feel music.

When I’m depressed there are a few songs that are my jam, my girl power, my victory dance music, and my “it’s okay” melodies. I thought I’d share some of them. So if you’re having a rough day, or even just want to feel fabulous, here you go!

1. Girl on Fire by Alicia Keys

2. This Thing Is Not Going To Break You by Christa Wells

3. King of Anything by Sarah Bareilles

4. I’ll Make a Man out of You from Mulan

5. I Feel Pretty the Sarah Vaughan version

6. Dirty by Audio Adrenaline

7.  Happy by Pharrell Williams

8. Express Yourself the Labyrinth version

9. My Favorite Things from the Sound of Music

10. Moon by Sleeping at Last