Paolo Nutini @ Terminal 5, NYC (July 22, 2009)

Sigh.

Excellent show, with a “Jenny Don’t Be Hasty” encore that will keep me smiling for days. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, welcome to enlightenment:

I’m about to head up to Vermont – I play Langdon Street Cafe in Montpelier at 8PM. KC Clifford plays at 7PM. There’s good food and drink to be fooded and drinked.

If you can’t make it tonight, you can still HELP ME MAKE MY NEW ALBUM! Lots of cool prizes! Everybody wins!

See you soon.

L

Paolo Nutini @ Terminal 5, NYC (July 22, 2009)

Sigh.

Excellent show, with a “Jenny Don’t Be Hasty” encore that will keep me smiling for days. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, welcome to enlightenment:

I’m about to head up to Vermont – I play Langdon Street Cafe in Montpelier at 8PM. KC Clifford plays at 7PM. There’s good food and drink to be fooded and drinked.

If you can’t make it tonight, you can still HELP ME MAKE MY NEW ALBUM! Lots of cool prizes! Everybody wins!

See you soon.

L

Paolo Nutini @ Terminal 5, NYC (July 22, 2009)

Sigh.

Excellent show, with a “Jenny Don’t Be Hasty” encore that will keep me smiling for days. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, welcome to enlightenment:

I’m about to head up to Vermont – I play Langdon Street Cafe in Montpelier at 8PM. KC Clifford plays at 7PM. There’s good food and drink to be fooded and drinked.

If you can’t make it tonight, you can still HELP ME MAKE MY NEW ALBUM! Lots of cool prizes! Everybody wins!

See you soon.

L

New Moon (July 21, 2009)

Here’s a video of a new song, “New Moon.”

There’s a new moon tonight. And a solar eclipse. I’m seeing Paolo Nutini. Excitement abounds.

x

Night Drive: For Fred the Mosquito (July 18, 2009)

For the past couple of weeks I’ve been sleeping with a bit of moonstone under my pillow. I’ve been having really vivid, prophetic dreams.

A few nights ago the moonstone rolled out, and when I found it in the morning this little guy was stuck to it. I’ve left him and the stone by the bed, and I keep thinking about him…

I feel bad for the fellow. Though maybe he went out in a good dream. I hope so. That’s the way I want to go. When I’m 167 years old or something. Maybe he chose this place of rest. Or maybe the moonstone landed on him and killed him! Oh, no! I have been having some violent dreams lately… but that’s very unlikely.

It almost looks like he hatched out of it. It’s quite beautiful.

I haven’t received any sort of meaning from this yet. But I am thinking about a name.

Speaking of dreams and moons and summer evenings, I invite you to a free download of “Night Drive,” one of my most popular songs. Simply follow the link and click “Download Track.” Here are the lyrics:

Night Drive

The moon rises like a ripe peach
I’d like to taste it, but it’s out of my reach
I shoot for the stars, but I mean no harm
I just want to be where they are

The air is heavy like a sigh
And it grows stronger the faster I drive
I stick my hand out and try to catch it
But like anything else, it just passes

And the beauty of the evening makes me think of you
‘Cause summer evenings make the winter worth living through

I can’t help wondering where you are
So many nights I have wished on these stars
Connected them like lines between dots
I have sketched out your face with my thoughts

And the beauty of the evening makes me think of you
‘Cause summer evenings make the winter worth living through

I trust that the universe takes care of me
But sometimes my trust is just so hard to believe

I don’t want to be where I’m leaving
I don’t want to be where I am going, either
Right now I just feel kind of open…
Soaking up the present moment

I trust that the universe takes care of me
But sometimes my trust is just so hard to believe

The moon rises like a ripe peach
I’d like to taste it, but it’s out of my reach
I shoot for the stars – I mean no harm
I just want to be where they are
I just want to be where they are
I just want to be where you are

© Laura Katherine Meyer, August 2006

Aw. That’s for my little buddy… I keep wanting to call him Fred. Not very original, but who says it has to be? Fred the Mosquito.

Have a good night!

Night Drive: For Fred the Mosquito (July 18, 2009)

For the past couple of weeks I’ve been sleeping with a bit of moonstone under my pillow. I’ve been having really vivid, prophetic dreams.

A few nights ago the moonstone rolled out, and when I found it in the morning this little guy was stuck to it. I’ve left him and the stone by the bed, and I keep thinking about him…

I feel bad for the fellow. Though maybe he went out in a good dream. I hope so. That’s the way I want to go. When I’m 167 years old or something. Maybe he chose this place of rest. Or maybe the moonstone landed on him and killed him! Oh, no! I have been having some violent dreams lately… but that’s very unlikely.

It almost looks like he hatched out of it. It’s quite beautiful.

I haven’t received any sort of meaning from this yet. But I am thinking about a name.

Speaking of dreams and moons and summer evenings, I invite you to a free download of “Night Drive,” one of my most popular songs. Simply follow the link and click “Download Track.” Here are the lyrics:

Night Drive

The moon rises like a ripe peach
I’d like to taste it, but it’s out of my reach
I shoot for the stars, but I mean no harm
I just want to be where they are

The air is heavy like a sigh
And it grows stronger the faster I drive
I stick my hand out and try to catch it
But like anything else, it just passes

And the beauty of the evening makes me think of you
‘Cause summer evenings make the winter worth living through

I can’t help wondering where you are
So many nights I have wished on these stars
Connected them like lines between dots
I have sketched out your face with my thoughts

And the beauty of the evening makes me think of you
‘Cause summer evenings make the winter worth living through

I trust that the universe takes care of me
But sometimes my trust is just so hard to believe

I don’t want to be where I’m leaving
I don’t want to be where I am going, either
Right now I just feel kind of open…
Soaking up the present moment

I trust that the universe takes care of me
But sometimes my trust is just so hard to believe

The moon rises like a ripe peach
I’d like to taste it, but it’s out of my reach
I shoot for the stars – I mean no harm
I just want to be where they are
I just want to be where they are
I just want to be where you are

© Laura Katherine Meyer, August 2006

Aw. That’s for my little buddy… I keep wanting to call him Fred. Not very original, but who says it has to be? Fred the Mosquito.

Have a good night!

Night Drive: For Fred the Mosquito (July 18, 2009)

For the past couple of weeks I’ve been sleeping with a bit of moonstone under my pillow. I’ve been having really vivid, prophetic dreams.

A few nights ago the moonstone rolled out, and when I found it in the morning this little guy was stuck to it. I’ve left him and the stone by the bed, and I keep thinking about him…

I feel bad for the fellow. Though maybe he went out in a good dream. I hope so. That’s the way I want to go. When I’m 167 years old or something. Maybe he chose this place of rest. Or maybe the moonstone landed on him and killed him! Oh, no! I have been having some violent dreams lately… but that’s very unlikely.

It almost looks like he hatched out of it. It’s quite beautiful.

I haven’t received any sort of meaning from this yet. But I am thinking about a name.

Speaking of dreams and moons and summer evenings, I invite you to a free download of “Night Drive,” one of my most popular songs. Simply follow the link and click “Download Track.” Here are the lyrics:

Night Drive

The moon rises like a ripe peach
I’d like to taste it, but it’s out of my reach
I shoot for the stars, but I mean no harm
I just want to be where they are

The air is heavy like a sigh
And it grows stronger the faster I drive
I stick my hand out and try to catch it
But like anything else, it just passes

And the beauty of the evening makes me think of you
‘Cause summer evenings make the winter worth living through

I can’t help wondering where you are
So many nights I have wished on these stars
Connected them like lines between dots
I have sketched out your face with my thoughts

And the beauty of the evening makes me think of you
‘Cause summer evenings make the winter worth living through

I trust that the universe takes care of me
But sometimes my trust is just so hard to believe

I don’t want to be where I’m leaving
I don’t want to be where I am going, either
Right now I just feel kind of open…
Soaking up the present moment

I trust that the universe takes care of me
But sometimes my trust is just so hard to believe

The moon rises like a ripe peach
I’d like to taste it, but it’s out of my reach
I shoot for the stars – I mean no harm
I just want to be where they are
I just want to be where they are
I just want to be where you are

© Laura Katherine Meyer, August 2006

Aw. That’s for my little buddy… I keep wanting to call him Fred. Not very original, but who says it has to be? Fred the Mosquito.

Have a good night!

Laura’s Big TV Debut (July 16, 2009)

Remember my (ridiculous) Semi-Roadmade cooking series from last year’s winter and spring tours?

Yeah, that. Well, I found out this week that I made the cut for a show on the Food Network. Green oatmeal prevails, Sam I Am!

I’m stoked. I’ll keep you guys posted (not sure how much I’m allowed to talk about now) and, rest assured, your beloved series will be back this fall. I deleted my YouTube account a while back so only this first episode remains… cherish it.

Thanks for reading and check out the (growing) list of shows! Please let me know where else you’d like me to play. Email laura at laurameyer dot net.

July:

Jul 22 2009 8:00P
Langdon Street Cafe Montpelier, Vermont

Jul 26 2009 1:30P
Falcon Ridge Folk Festival Hillsdale, New York

Jul 27 2009 9:30P
Googie’s @ The Living Room New York, New York

Fall Tour:

Sep 26 2009 8:30P
Elbo Room Chicago, Illinois

Sep 30 2009 8:00P
My Birthday! Somewhere cool

Oct 2 2009 8:00P
Ritual Cafe Des Moines, Iowa

Oct 3 2009 8:00P
PS Collective Omaha, Nebraska

Oct 8 2009 9:00P
Record Bar Kansas City, Missouri

Oct 9 2009 8:00P
Picasso’s St. Charles, Missouri

Oct 10 2009 8:00P
Sleepy Creek Vineyard Fairmount, Illinois

Oct 11 2009 1:00P
Lazy Daze (Early Show!) Indianapolis, Indiana

Oct 12 2009 8:00P
The Dame Lexington, Kentucky

Oct 13 2009 8:00P
Cafe Coco Nashville, Tennessee

Oct 14 2009 12:00P
WDVX Blue Plate Special (Early Show!) Knoxville, Tennessee

Oct 15 2009 12:00P
WCYB-TV Live at Noon Bristol, Virginia

Oct 15 2009 8:00P
Acoustic Coffeehouse Johnson City, Tennessee

Oct 16 2009 4:00P
WUGA Live It’s Friday 91.7/97.9 Athens, Georgia

Oct 19 2009 9:00P
Eddie’s Attic Decatur, Georgia

To Whom I May Concern (July 13, 2009)

Several people have expressed concern over my recent posts and their “negativity.” So I wanted to check in.

I have the ability to reflect upon dark, “depressing” content without seeing it as such. Yes, sometimes I’m sad, but like any emotion it’s just one of many crayons in the box. Just because I take out the sad crayon doesn’t mean I become the sad crayon. I just hold it for a moment, color in the cloud, and put it back in the box. On to the flowers. (Flowers need clouds, you know).

When I paint (because honestly I’m not a big fan of crayons, though I love the Mr. Rogers’ episode that shows how they’re made) I like to saturate the page and then add the negative space back later. Some people might see that as a waste of paint. To me, it’s just my process. I can’t do it the other way around. And life is like that – there’s just SO MUCH to take in that it’s overwhelming (not a bad thing) so I have to whittle it down. That’s part of the reason why I take so many pictures on tour – they give me a point of focus. A starting point for my hyperactive mind so that I can truly see something.

So when I’m rambling in my bed in the middle of the night I’m just cutting paper. Making silhouettes. Focusing on the negative is what allows me to see the positive. (Didn’t you know I’m a Libra?) Then I wake up in the morning to the above sight hanging beside my bed. Would I be able to see Bert – or those Grateful Dead lyrics – without all that wall? Without all of that negative space?

Okay, here it is – don’t let the title fool you! This is from Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood – NOT Sesame Street. Trust me, I know these things. After all, I’m going to be on Sesame Street soon – haven’t you heard?

Thanks again for your feedback. You guys help me see better, too. Enjoy!

To Whom I May Concern (July 13, 2009)

Several people have expressed concern over my recent posts and their “negativity.” So I wanted to check in.

I have the ability to reflect upon dark, “depressing” content without seeing it as such. Yes, sometimes I’m sad, but like any emotion it’s just one of many crayons in the box. Just because I take out the sad crayon doesn’t mean I become the sad crayon. I just hold it for a moment, color in the cloud, and put it back in the box. On to the flowers. (Flowers need clouds, you know).

When I paint (because honestly I’m not a big fan of crayons, though I love the Mr. Rogers’ episode that shows how they’re made) I like to saturate the page and then add the negative space back later. Some people might see that as a waste of paint. To me, it’s just my process. I can’t do it the other way around. And life is like that – there’s just SO MUCH to take in that it’s overwhelming (not a bad thing) so I have to whittle it down. That’s part of the reason why I take so many pictures on tour – they give me a point of focus. A starting point for my hyperactive mind so that I can truly see something.

So when I’m rambling in my bed in the middle of the night I’m just cutting paper. Making silhouettes. Focusing on the negative is what allows me to see the positive. (Didn’t you know I’m a Libra?) Then I wake up in the morning to the above sight hanging beside my bed. Would I be able to see Bert – or those Grateful Dead lyrics – without all that wall? Without all of that negative space?

Okay, here it is – don’t let the title fool you! This is from Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood – NOT Sesame Street. Trust me, I know these things. After all, I’m going to be on Sesame Street soon – haven’t you heard?

Thanks again for your feedback. You guys help me see better, too. Enjoy!