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Enrollment is now open for the first annual Summer Songwriter’s Youth Camp! Click on the Tab at the top of the page titled ‘Summer Songwriter’s Youth Camp,’  for more information, or e-mail me through the Contact page!

Here is a video of my song ‘Comfortable’ from the 2/5/10 show at the National Underground. Hope you like it!

More videos to come…

So…2010 welcomed me with a few unexpected bumps in the road. It seemed every week I was being thrown from the comfort of what I had thought my new year would look like. But, I don’t want to dwell on or give power to my bad January by detailing every last misfortune on here. So instead, I am looking forward to my trip to New York this weekend! I am going to play a show at a great venue right in the city on friday night, and then spend the rest of the weekend taking in the scene! So far, the month of February is already looking more promising than it’s predecessor. After all, in my experience, some of my most interesting and best trips come after a rough take off.

Check back in for Video’s from my show and the happenings from the rest of the weekend.

Moriah

With the best of intentions, I purchased some re-usable grocery bags from the store a while back, to cut down on excess waste. Unfortunately, these bags only make it back to the store with me when I shop about 40% of the time, resulting in a stockpile of large paper bags under my sink anyway. While this annoys me, all the extra bags came in handy today when I was about to head out the door to go sign the title of my old Taurus over, and realized I would be needing to remove all of my belongings from the car.

I listened to music and enjoyed the smooth ride of my new, zippy little car all the way to the shop. It’s so nice to finally be driving something that doesn’t moan and groan and overheat every time I get in it. The last of those things is what finally did the Taurus in, and left it worth only the parts.

When I got there, the service man had me sign the title and handed me my old keys. “Here, “ he said, “let me know if you need any help. It’s over on the far side of the parking lot, next to the dumpster.” …Of course I thought.

As I starting walking across the lot with an armload of paper bags, I saw the old Green Machine sitting out there by itself. Everything about that car is familiar to me. The curve of the hood, the clunk when it unlocks, the snap of the door handle, the scent when I open the drivers side door. By the time I had the door open, I was surprised by a well of tears that seemed to come up from the deepest part of my gut and overcome me. Despite all of the trouble it has given me, it has been my most constant companion since I moved to Tennessee. Helping me move 4 times, taking me to and from school, on little road trips around the south, on drives to clear my head after an argument, to airports, new friend’s houses, and countless gigs. It has heard me mumble out strings of lyrics before they were a song, and some of my most intimate conversations. It knows things about me no one else knows, and has literally traveled the same road I’ve taken through the last five years. I know that five years is not long compared to some people’s relationships with their vehicles, but the last five years for me have been some of the most impactful years of my life.

I suddenly felt guilty for talking so badly about it every time it blew up on me and after it finally kicked the bucket. I felt guilty for being excited about my newer, prettier car and loving it so soon after the death of the Taurus. And mostly I felt guilty for being too broke, and having no desire, to try one last time to revive it as I’ve done so many times before. Settled in my tears, I went through five years of things that have traveled with the Taurus, throwing away the junk and filling the paper bags with the baggage I would be carrying forward with me in the new car.

As I pulled out of the dark lot, I had a melancholy weight on my chest. Some things last and some things don’t. Some of the things that are broken and beyond repair are the same things that feel the most comfortable. Some things are shiny and new enough to keep our attention, and some are most appreciated when we realize they are gone. Some things simply get you from point A to point B, and some become extensions of the experiences they help you travel through. If nothing else, my Taurus was definitely something.

In loving memory of my green Taurus, 1999-2009. It’s been real.

It was a busy morning getting ready to head out to Roseburg to play at the Douglas Co fair. We had a checklist of guitars, the set list, and all my luggage since I was heading back to Nashville after the 2 days of shows. 25 min late, 1 lost phone, 3 trips back into the house after being all buckled in and only 2 fussy comments and we were out the door! I love to drive in Oregon. With the huge green trees that hit the backdrop of carmel hills and sky scrapping mountains on the horizon, there are few sights that are more beautiful and calming to me. I had nerves in my stomach as I always do before I play anywhere, but It was a comfort to be riding in the car with my dad, listening to country music, drinking my Starbucks and looking out over the landscape of my old home.

Once we got there, we got settled in and played our first set. After that, we had time to hang out and roam around. The fair, any fair really, is one of my favorite places. The people watching is unmatched, but more than that, It is another one of those comfort zones that lets the child in you meet up with the you now for a funnel cake, barrel racing, cow petting, music filled, farris wheel ride. I love it and I always have.

The staff at the Douglas Co Fair were very accommodating and great to work with, and the special people I was blessed to meet and share music with made the weekend one to remember. Hope you enjoy a few clips of the show!

With the help of a few very talented guys, i’ve been working on a new music project. It’s been a blast so far and I can’t wait for it to be ready. Here is a Sneak Peak of what we’ve been doing!

Moriah