I broke my back in August 2016. If you know me, you could guess that I am unaccustomed to living life in a permanent physical state of “not aloud to do anything.” It's a "superpower" or weakness (depending on how you look at it) of excessive emotional energetic bursts or mental flights of fancy, while fighting the tendency to live inside my head. (The phrase “mental chatter” comes to mind.) I have collections of writing, songs, lyrics, stories, musicals, ideas, pages, essays, all sorts of plots and thoughts in development. Insecurity, busyness in life, and anxiety keep these from development. But one particularly monotonous afternoon in September, desperation drove me to experimentation. Using the only instrument and recording device I had available, that could rest easily on my back brace, I found my voice in the quiet of my closet. With the help of an ukulele, and my phone.
Since then, I've also used a micro recording device and my phone. Along with my piano. But, these are extremely rough edits. And often there are children in the background, blasts from the air conditioner, or bubbles from our fish tank. As a mom of four beautifully active children, I can't always make it into the seclusion of my closet for recording. And because I record with one device and don't edit using any software, I sing all the vocals and play all the instruments recording the track several times over. I know, I know... it's ridiculously primitive. But, it's a start. For me, you need to understand, I can only climb one mountain at a time. Insecurity first. Technology second.
You got to believe.
You continue to inspire me!!
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