| Wait...I just turned 25.
how did that happen? |
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| THE BEANS IN THE STEW ARE UNDERCOOKED!!!!!!
WHAT I'M GONNA DO?!?!?!
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| Don't you just love when you have this really eloquent blog about how much I've missed my xanga people and how I only partially went crazy but how I really do love you and that fact above all things is what you need to walk away hearing and then you hit a certain combination of buttons that makes it all go away?! I hate it. I also just did it. This is the post-deletion blog. My apologies.
ok. Here's the scoop. I made this CD, "Holiday Noise" including all of your favorite local artists. The CDs have just arrived and are a mere $10. Check myspace.com/holidaynoise or NashvilleIM.com to hear a sample of each track.
We have a live show where each artist will play their Christmas tune and some originals:
Radio Cafe (east Nashville)
Friday, December 8th
8:00
$5 or $10 admission w/CD
"Holiday Noise" is a Christmas compilation of a community of Nashville artists. Created as a sort of holiday gathering of friends, this collection boasts varied styles including Folk, Bluegrass, Funk and Jazz making for an eclectic mix that still flows from track to track seamlessly. "Holiday Noise" breaths a fresh breath into this Christmas season!
Performers include:
1. Stephen Gordon
2. Eric Paslay
3. Rachel Pearl
4. Treva Blomquist
5. Joe Gilder
6. Erika Chambers
7. Taylor Sorensen
8. Graham Stoner
9. Ben Gortmaker
I'm really proud of the collection. Feel free to buy them by the handfuls.
Gort |
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| The Moon, with a jealous eye
watch the Earth and Water lie.
For the Moon hath loved the Water true
and the Water longs for the Moon
By day the Moon does hide its face
and pleads the mercy of the fates
By night he boldly makes his stand
and pulls the Water from the land
And thus it goes from day to night
the struggle made of love and might
The shifting tide doth represent
this fair liquid's poor lament
The Moon cans't ne'r make the water depart
for the Earth had won her from the start
So the Moon by night shall always strain
to win the heart of his love in vain |
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