Hey again everybody! Pretending to have hundreds/ thousands of fans really helps me pump out these blog posts. But based on how my yesterday went, that may be sooner than I think!
NEWS: My avocado ukulele came in the mail! It is so beautiful, I don't know what to do. Can you have a spirit instrument? Like a spirit animal but...an instrument? If so, this is mine.
Look at me go.
So that is an incredibly important life change. Now all the shirts and buttons I had made (before knowing the uke existed in the flesh) can make sense!!
It looks like I have a theme going. A gimmick, if you will. I'll take it! I'll be the avocado girl, I'll do it. Free of charge, here I am, the new face of avocados! Dreams.
PS: if anyone wants to purchase this shirt (or the other design that says Jill Sargeant with some fun flowers all around), message me! 10 dollars each, baby boi. Comes with free buttons.
At first, the avo uke wouldn't stay in tune and went wonky halfway through any song I'd play, but after about a week, it is sounding fabulous. It has that authentic, homemade sound that I hear a lot in pop songs that use uke (or really old recordings). So I took to Central Park yesterday, because it was BEAUTIFUL outside, my voice was feeling real healthy, and I had nothin' else to do. I was pretty nervous. Besides that one time in Union Square a couple months ago, I haven't busked since October or so. After I paced around my apartment for a while and pushed through the nerves by giving myself a fake name and playing a character who is braver than myself, I arrived at the park. I found a spot by the pond at the south east corner, and even though I wasn't getting a crazy amount of foot traffic, I got to soak up the view. And it was nice to get back into the swing of busking without a huge audience right away. I serenaded the heck out of those sunbathers, though, let me tell you. They loved me.
I took a little break and then found a new spot. An Italian man approached me for directions and then started talking to me about music. He's a musician in Rome and had a good amount of advice for me. Helpful advice! Dad advice. It was as if my dad appeared in the form of a 36 year old Italian guy. He convinced me to sing some songs, and everyone on the benches around me loved it. He started a clap and they all joined. I had a fan. He said I need to sell CDs with my originals on them. And also to...practice my originals. Which I don't do. All sound advice. After hearing one song, a young French couple came up to me and told me I was very talented and they see me becoming a "big star" and that a ton of awesome French musicians start out like me. So that was cool. One woman asked if I have CDs (you win, Dad/ Italian man!!) and when I told her not yet, she asked if I would be selling some soon. She legitimately wanted to pay for a CD of me singing.
The people have spoken and they want CDs!!! And by "the people" I mean that one lady.
I didn't make my usual haul, so we learned that the High Line pays more than Central Park. But a few hours a day at this and I would be doing a-okay! Fear and nerves and not feeling "ready" have been holding me back, but yesterday was the confidence boost I needed. People like my music/ my singing, and they're willing to pay money to hear it! The amazing Amy Poehler said, "Great people do things before they're ready. They do things before they know they can do it." So keep those words in mind...next time you don't feel ready.
Next step: keep busking and being brave and start making that album.
THE PEOPLE REALLY WANT IT!!!!!!!!