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Confessions | Night We Fell In Love

 

In early 2006, I’d just ended a very long relationship and was fantastically gun-shy about getting serious with anyone for a long while. I spent a good amount of time then at a little tavern called The Dutch, a neighborhood joint that only serves beer and wine, closes early, and is the hub in town where all of the artists congregate, at any given table there will be a painter, a poet, a writer, a musician or three… Eugene O’Neill even used to frequent the place.

I was hanging with my friends Liz and Rich (who was bartending and also recently single) and bemoaning the big empty house and cold existence of being single for really the first time in my life when Liz, who had apparently had enough of both Rich’s and my complaining, grabbed us each by the shoulders and smooshed us into each other. Something happened. All of a sudden, the blur came into focus. I stayed on to help Rich clean up the bar that night and then we went for a walk in the park along the river, stayed up all night talking. We were inseparable from that moment on.

Not long after, Rich found a cheap banjo at a local pawn shop and brought it home thinking he might teach himself how to play it. Like most of the things he brings home (gadgets, clothes, toys, pretty much anything) I quickly reallocated it for myself, I’m good that way.  When you pick up a new-to-you instrument the most amazing thing happens- a new tuning or way of looking at chords, even just the shapes your hand makes when you touch the fretboard, makes all kinds of cool interpretations of things come out of you- things you would have never done on your old tried-and-true guitar or keyboard.

I suppose the gun-shy part of me begged the question, “Is this going to last? Will we be able to feel this way about each other when it isn’t new and crazy anymore? Will is stand the tests?” And I’m happy to say that 8 years and a whole lot of trials later, it has.

Production notes:
The little lady singing along at the end of the song is Miss Ada Mae Florek, the daughter of one of our dear friends and Rich’s bandmate in Brazen Hussy, Sara and our friend Jared from another great New London band, Street People. I had the pleasure of being by her side when Ada was born, nearly 6 years ago. And I have to tell you, Ada is a rock star. The crazy sounds you hear at the end of the song is a reverse banjo, played by Matt Lindauer.

Night We Fell In Love
Will you remember how I smiled?
Will you remember how we walked for miles?
Will you remember that one fateful kiss?
The night we fell in love

When the rains come & people close their shutters
& the storm clouds seem to hang right above us
Will you remember when you are soaking wet?
The night we fell in love

Will you still be tender when your hands
Know me better than your own homeland?
Will you remember how you held me then?
The night we fell in love

New England Music Awards nomination!

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THANK YOU for the nomination! I’m up for Female Performer of the Year! 

Voting is open now, so if you’ve got a second, please head over and cast your ballot! Here is the link. There are a bunch of other great CT acts on the bill as well, so please give some love to them:

Elison Jackson 

Floyd Kellogg & Violent Mae

Little Ugly

Jennifer Hill & Co.

Isaac Young Quartet

Frank Viele
Joey Batts & Them

Echo & Drake

and Kate Callahan.

Laughing Place

photoWash the canvas all in gold, as the floor of heaven
To bleed through every color overlaid
So shines a good deed in a naughty world
How far that little candle throws his beams!

Please, Mister, please don’t throw me into that briar patch
Lord knows I might never find my way back

I don’t believe in heroes, greater glory dims the less
Secrets have a way of corroding their containers

So you stole fire from the gods, this precious gift
Some use for right and some for wrong

You can use the master’s tools to unmake the master’s house
But where will you run when the final judgment comes?

O Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?

 

CT Music Awards Nomination for Best Singer Songwriter

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It is with the warmest heart and deepest thanks to all of you that I invite you to celebrate this year’s CT Music Awards, for which I’ve been nominated Best Singer Songwriter. The ceremony will take place on September 17th at The Bushnell Theater in Hartford. Don’t forget to visit CT.com to get tickets and more info on the other nominees and the ceremony, as well of lots of other great info on CT happenings. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH for your votes and your support!

August 1st! Cafe Nine with Amy LaVere & Sean Spellman

Hey all! The next show will be an acoustic one with Jim Carpenter (locodare.com) backing me up on guitar as well as the wonderful songwriters Sean Spellman (Quietlifeband.com) and Amy LaVere! Tickets are only $8 and the links below will get you more info! Cafe Nine, New Haven.

Facebook Event Invite! | Get tickets: http://ticketf.ly/ZItanX | http://www.amylavere.com/

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Winter Warmer | Trio of Songbirds at the Outer Space January 10th!

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Suzie Brown | If Suzie Brown had an anthem, it’d have to be the twangy “Heartstrings,” off her same-named debut. A string-soaked ode to unrequited love, the debut single delicately marked her transition

from Harvard-educated cardiologist to singer-songwriter, now musing on matters of the heart. In the three years since making good on her extracurricular activity, she’s been named the Best of Philly (by Philadelphia magazine) and opened for such kindred spirits as Lyle Lovett. And if her name doesn’t ring a bell, her first single will: Picked up by the Play Network, “Heartstrings” can currently be heard soulfully wafting through stores nationwide. www.suziebrownsongs.com

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Jenee Halstead | Jenee Halstead grew up in the high desert of Spokane, Washington, the daughter of hippie parents who let her find her own direction. She spent her childhood exploring her mother’s garden and singing along to records with her Dad. In middle school, she transformed into the rarest ofbirds; an athletic choir geek who sang medieval choral works, but loved Led Zeppelin and Dolly Parton. She wrote quietly on her own for years, moving from place to place – Spokane to Seattle to nowhere Alaska, before moving to Boston in 2007. She collected all of her songs into what would become The River Grace. Her newest album, Raised By Wolves, reclaims the careless freedom of her childhood with a sense of wonder that is unique and fiercely engaging.     http://jeneehalstead.com/

And of course, Daphne Lee Martin‘s new record Moxie, to be released in January, takes Daphne’s beloved traditional southern roots sounds and runs them through megaphones, mellotron, a very old tube amp, a swamp and a dark alley or two. As always, the lyrics are fermented and distilled in a bathtub full of misfit Interbellum prose. This show will be the acoustic shakedown of her new band with members of M.T. Bearington, Fake Babies, Milksop:Unsung, and Sugarbat.      www.daphneleemartin.com

Join us at the wonderful Outer Space, a beautiful Bohemian-style listening room with tons of craft beers and cozy seating. RSVP here!