I stepped off the bus to the sobering cold

And realized this bullshit is getting old

I reach and you run, I leave then you come

We have mastered the push and pull

If I were a friend of mine I know exactly what i’d say

But a spoonful of sugar won’t make your own medicine easier to take

I don’t believe in giving up without a good fight

but falling for potential ruins me every time 

I’m packing up my tears and all of my false goodbyes

I’m throwin’ em over my shoulder  and closing the door behind me cuz

Tryin’a get love from you baby

Is like tryin’a get blood from a stone

And I been watching myself going crazy

While my broken heart’s still holding on 

Ain’t it funny how the truth can stare you dead in the face

But you’d sooner believe a lie

Well I got my own self in this twice narrowed place

With my ability to justify

A little too much whiskey and not enough sleep

Well it’s lifted the veil now I can finally see

I don’t believe in giving up without a good fight

but falling for potential ruins me every time 

I’m packing up my tears and all of my false goodbyes

I’m throwin’ em over my shoulder  and closing the door behind me cuz

Tryin’a get love from you baby

Is like tryin’a get blood from a stone

And I been watching myself going crazy

While my broken heart is still holding on 

I made you want me

I even made you leave

But the one thing that I just can’t seem to do

Is make you bleed for me

Tryin’a get love from you baby

Is like tryin’a get blood from a stone

And I been watching myself going crazy

While my broken heart’s still holding on 

I know you’re not supposed to pick favorites when it comes to your children, but I have to admit…this song is probably the most special to me on the entire album.

It echoes a sentiment of something I think we are all guilty of at one point in time or another. A refusal to accept and see things as they are, a need to control or judge or change, manipulate or force…and while I wrote it at the end of one relationship, I find that it still rings true at the end of another. (Apparently your girl still has some habits to break.) I wish I could say this behavior was exclusive to my intimate relationships, but if I’m being really honest, it applies to my life and the way I’ve been known to do things across the board.

What I am continuing to learn is that the best things, the most natural, the most meaningful… .they take very little effort at all. There is a beautiful ease involved.

As difficult as certain moments of this recording and creation process have been…there has been an overriding joy and an ease present every step of the way.

When I heard the final version of this song I sat and sobbed. Listening to it I was transported back to my childhood home where the records that inspired this album were on constant rotation. I was reminded of long drives with my dad who would play a song that he really loved over and over and over and over again until he was sick of it.  I always imagined if he felt how I feel about music, that he was just trying to get that song inside of him. In his body…as close as possible. Like to consume it.

With Blood From a Stone my team and I achieved exactly what I initially intended and set out to do both sonically and emotionally.   I honor and give gratitude to my producer, my musicians, my singers, my loves and my heartbreaks that make things like this possible.

It is a privilege to share with you. 

xoxox

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/blood-from-a-stone-single/id590688628

“you can’t kill love. you can’t even kill it with hate. you can kill in-love, and loving, and even loveliness. you can kill them all, or numb them into dense, leaden regret, but you can’t kill love itself. love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever. every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it’s a part of God, or what we call God, and it can never die.”

Heard this in Yoga this morning and wanted to share. As giving thanks, being in gratitude, it’s all really just love. Giving and receiving love. Wishing you all a day FULL of love:)

xoxo

Sho

dance lessons, theater groups, professional shows,  voice lessons, high school theater, college for musical theater, new york.

well thank you so much! my advice is always the same, hard work and perseverance. 

oooo, good question. there are many i’d love to experience again…but i’m in the business of creating bigger and better ones! i guess i’d go back to hairspray opening night. :)

well i’m sorry that won’t be possible, but i do do these stageit.com shows where you can stream a live show on your computer, if you missed the last two stay tuned for the ones to come. but i have faith i’ll make it somewhere near you in the near future!

ahhaha, definitely don’t imitate me! if you can download an app called vocalizeu…you can learn all you need to know as a beginning singer!

it’s my passion, what my heart and guts want to do…I didn’t feel I had a choice! 

Well Fanny Brice of course! Also Eliza Doolittle, and Coalhouse Walker Jr.

dunno probably an F# or G? 

Thank you love! My Virgo brother…xoxo

Laffy taffy’s, smarties, pixie stix, milky ways, rolos…I would be an ice cream cone!

Courage is not the absence of fear but what you do in the face of it.

My teacher read this in Yoga today and it hit me so hard I had to share. I hope it moves you to assess what drives you… .

“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ‘Yes.’

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.”

-Oriah Mountain Dreamer

Jason Robert Brown and I rehearsing “The Audition Sequence/Climbing Uphill” from The Last Five Years for next weeks concert at the Third Street Theater…for ticket info…www.showclix.com

Loved em both!

i watch my current stuff on video, not necessarily on youtube. but yes, i liken it to athletes watching tape. i want to see what works and what doesn’t all in an effort to continually strive to be better…

indeed it is.