Posted September 19, 2012 at 7:14 am

back again… for a minute

I am back and spending some time with my guitar.. as it is raining outside. Southern California really needed rain, apparently. I am not at all sorry it came back with me from Northern California. We drove across the state together, seemingly.

The video for Meant is almost finished, another tour has been scheduled for May, and the iTunes acoustic session release is coming up soon.

A brand new website is in the works – and we will soon start unveiling the story of Beatrix: which is the story behind the record. It will be premiered online in different formats throughout the rest of this year.

I performed at the El Rey theater last night, together with Michael Valerio on acoustic bass, who is my occasional MD and one of my favorite people and musicians all in one. I had not played at the El Rey Theater for almost a year, so it was a welcome return to home turf, so to speak, and an opportunity to observe my own progress. Yes, there has definitely been progress.

It was also very rewarding to see some of the new fans. There was one boy who was 14. There was a mother with her daughter who was 10. There were some older people, and a whole group of feisty and lovely women in their late 30's.

We drove all day from San Francisco. This tour has been all about driving around in a van – not the most comfortable or luxurious endeavor you can imagine, but strangely satisfying, as well – I get to catch up on all my reading, some language stuff (Chinese, hello??!!) and also meditation.

Furthermore, I think there is something in the movement that appeals to my restless nature and keeps the inner critic calm. After all, we are going somewhere, therefore we are not idle; therefore there is hope for a new development, other routes, something exciting around the corner.

Perhaps that is that, then. I would make a lousy housewife or librarian, most likely, because when I am still in one place for too long, I get anxious. When I get anxious, I am starting to inhabit my own head a bit too much, and that, in turn, makes me more anxious. Maybe I was a sailor in a past life. Or a mercenary. Or maybe a traveling potion maker or juggler, who sang.

Or maybe I am just young:)

However, it is not a coincidence that the story of Beatrix Runs – the story of time-traveling adventure behind the album – is very much a mirror of my own story up until now.

It is a story of struggle, searching for one's identity, adventure and, above all, coming to realize that life is an alchemical process.

Posted July 24, 2012 at 6:18 am

new song lyrics

Perhaps another time

Pictures in a magazine of places you have never seen

you cut them out and put them on the wall

in a faded photograph a perfect moment makes you laugh

but memories can make you feel so small

There'll be sunlight on the snow in places we will never go

on mountains we will never ever climb

there will be a price to pay

for every single wasted day you chose to say: perhaps another time

hostage of my own world I dream of oysters and their pearls

I always pick the wrong one in the end

with all the roads for us to take

I always find the one that's fake

and build my perfect castles on the sand

And we will never catch that train

somewhere in Scotland in the rain

grab the sun and flip it like a dime

there will be a price to pay

for every single wasted day when we said: perhaps another time

so all those days will run together

perfect shade of black & white

me, I thought I'd live forever

and fill my life with light

there'll be sunlight on the snow

in places I will never go

on mountains I will never ever climb

there will be a price to pay

for every single wasted day I said to you: perhaps another time

Cluttered floors inside my room

I wake up and it's half past noon

inside this dungeon, telephone is king

maybe I should catch a plane before they tell me I'm insane

join a circus, maybe learn to sing

And maybe we will catch that train

somewhere in Scotland, in the rain

grab the sun and flip it like a dime

never knowing what we'll find

we'll ride the wind and glance behind

but never say: perhaps another time.

Perhaps another time

perhaps another time.

(EIK, July 2012)

Posted June 3, 2012 at 10:27 am

Lyrics for Orion, from Beatrix Runs

Your silence is a question

to what I couldn't say

I see it in your tension

I let it slip away.

I know I never told you

I should have done it then

I could have tried to hold you

instead I turned and ran.

Did you know that I was dying

did you know that I was waiting for my ride?

the constellation of Orion

so bright that night

Did you know that I was fading

maybe I was hanging on to find

you'd be there to save me

if I ever fell behind

I know it doesn't matter

cause I'll be leaving soon

I'll try and send you letters

and postcards from the moon

I'll hear it if you call me

you have to know it's true

It gets a little lonely

I hope you miss me too.

But did you know that I was dying

did you know that I was waiting for my ride?

the constellation of Orion

so bright that night

Did you know that I was fading

maybe I was hanging on to find

you'd be there to save me

if I ever fell behind

When the shooting stars hit the city lights

I could tell that we would live forever,

you and I,

standing outside, gazing at the sky;

feeling so alive

alive…

If you knew that I was dying

if you knew that I was waiting for my ride

still waiting, hoping

for you tonight

I'm getting tired of trying

my destination's glittering up high

The constellation of Orion

is where I'm going to fly.

So if you ever miss me

just look up –

look up to the sky.

Posted May 31, 2012 at 12:49 pm

TOURisting

Morning Face

Royal Tourist

Missy Excels at Stunt Photography

London Town

Missy Washington & Tony Selinger (Tour Manager and Tour Guide Extraordinaire)

Posted May 21, 2012 at 9:58 am

Laid So Low (Tears Roll Down)

So this is my cover of a Tears for Fears song. I do love them – I am going to cover more of their songs, but this is a start. I love this song's starkness and the intensity of the lyrics.

"Laid So Low (Tears Roll Down)"

Chewed the bone down too low
Got fed on tea and sympathy
Blew the sail like the wind
I wish you were my enemy
I was humble for you
What a fool I've been to have
Laid so low for so long
Into that void of silence
Where we cry without sound
Where tears roll down
Where tears roll down
And where your mother's violence
Sent your soul underground
Where tears roll down
Where tears roll down
Drew the blade way too slow
Was shackled by your honesty
Made a mess, I guess I have should have known
That life was lust and liberty
Not a chance mutation or the last temptation
Laid so low for so long, so low
Into that void of silence
Where we cry without sound
Where tears roll down
Where tears roll down
And where your mother's violence
Sent your soul underground
Where tears roll down
Where tears roll down

(Tears for Fears)

And here is the original: