dear god.
it is the single most fastest spreading website in the world. Not really at all, but somehow I ended up there, and I just wanted to talk about that.
I love my space.
But I'm not going to be very good at answering the emails that go there. I've accepted that about my self, and now it's your turn. I'm so so so so sorry if you have been a writer of an email to myspace and haven't received any correspondence. Any one who knows me knows that I was blessed with the ability to parallel park as a trade off for the ability to return phone calls or emails. (It made so much more sense to get paralleling skill, since I live in a city and all.)

But I want you to know that I'm sorry. A better way to get in touch with me is through carrier pidgeon, but they are relatively hard to find these days. There's a guy in Culver City that has a couple but I think he lost one of them during the 4th of July fireworks show and the other has kind of been in a deep depression ever since it happened. Don't bring it up if you talk to him, cause he tears up and it's kind of heart wrenching.

Why don't you just email me through the website at sara@sarabmusic.com.

Even if it takes me a long time to respond, (not from volume of emails, but from sheer lack of correspondence ability. Again, not my fault... I'll park you under the table ) I really do try to write everybody back.

I must say, I have received some really amazing emails and encouragement. I am so lucky and blessed to have so many wonderful supportive people touch my life. Aaah, Warm and fuzzy feeling...... Oh, I'm drinking red wine. I always get love, and wine mixed up.

So, quick anecdote.
I work at a little restaurant and serve omelets and soup and bagels and lattes to people. We have a delicious assortment of customers that come in, and make some of my days a sheer living hell, and others bright and cheery.
One day a woman comes in and orders some food. I serve her with love in my heart and a smile on my face.

She asks me....

"May I have a napkin to go?"

I say.

"Sure."

And I put a napkin in a little Styrofoam box and a plastic bag with some silverware and a mint and handed it to her.

And she looked up at me with horror on her face for a moment, and then a broad smile crept across her mouth and we both laughed and laughed and held each other until the sun set.

that last part isn't true, but she did ask for a napkin "to go" and I gave her one. Sometimes I embellish. So sue me. OR sue Robert Mondavi for making a great Shiraz.

I love you to go.
s

hi blog people.
That sounds like the worst name they didn't use for some enemy population in the latest star wars movie.
"ARGH! IT'S THE BLOG PEOPLE!! .....argh."
Don't worry, eventually I'll get over the name "blog". But I'm still new at this, so bear with me.
It's been a crazy couple of weeks. I have had a bunch of meetings with a bunch of people. (All separately...so it took up more time.) This process of trying to hone in on an artistic vision has really thrown me for a loop. I wish it would have thrown me a party instead. Any takers?........ no?........ stupid blog people.
If I can be honest for a second, I have been really challenged to find my own voice though. I never really thought I would have a hard time speaking my mind, but turns out I clam up like a giant bivalve (science anyone?) as soon as my ideas are challenged. I just wrote a song called "Little Voice". the idea crept in my head while I was up in San Francisco. My brain seems to swim a lot of the time with ideas and changing opinions on music and where I see myself going. I have been trying to quiet down and really listen to my own intuition. Get back to that place inside that gives you a real gut feeling. (Right above the gall bladder) I knew I would write a song called "Little Voice" and toyed around with the idea of naming the album that. But I think that is a bit premature. By the time the album comes out I could be a loud mouthed jackass, which is kind of catchy. But I think my mom would prefer if I name the album something else. She didn't like it when I pierced my eyebrow either.
We are planning a tour. A small one, still needs a name. We will start in San Diego and work our way up the coast to the beautiful home town du jour called "Eureka". You've found it. It's my first hometown show in my whole career. We are planning it with Raining Jane, my favorite hot girl band ever, and we will all be crashing on floors and couches... you know... true rock star style. There will be more details on the shows coming up, but if you think of any good names, let me know. Mona (Raining jane drummer, vocalist, cajonera) and I came up with SBnRJ. If you say it properly it's pronounced
"Es-bee-en-arshz"
The SBnRJ tour.
Like I said, still working on a name.
Thanks for all the love and support. Can't wait for the Troubadour show on August 8th that we haven't announced yet.
see you there?

mwah!
sara