tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89245423181815657052024-03-05T14:13:16.566-08:00Beyond The Bass ClefFollow one woman's journey discovering that there is actually more to life than just her identity as a bass player...Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-51970823371038564372016-08-05T13:24:00.001-07:002016-08-09T10:07:37.417-07:00Honesty is the best policy.. unless you work there...
Unheard of... another post... three in a week... hold onto your shorts, this is a good one...
(I have no idea where that little ditty on the left is from, but I love it!) Progress- not perfection, right? Thanks to Facebook- the land of perpetual plagiarism...
Which brings me to today's topic...
Maintaining honesty (integrity) in today's world.
It IS possible. Sometimes, Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-71644068124542075622016-08-04T09:10:00.000-07:002016-08-04T09:10:17.020-07:00Digging in Hello again!
It's been a year since I have really had anything to say. (well, at least here)
I have been in a holding pattern of sorts, which may or may not be a good thing.
Have you ever contended for something? Stood your ground, fought the good fight, kept your eyes on the prize and all that? All the while, you watch your phone, emails, and mailbox for answers?
Digging your Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-48664815152789847332016-07-29T11:24:00.003-07:002016-07-29T11:36:42.165-07:00My Gratitide List So, it's been a while.
Thank you for stopping by. I will try and make it brief, as I know that the average "hit" only skims quickly to see if they might be interested by the topic at hand... I will most likely lose you there.. lol ...
But seriously...
Did you ever notice that it's hardest to be thankful about things when the going gets tough?
For instance:
When your last good nerve has Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-63486069173097878552015-07-20T21:05:00.000-07:002015-07-20T21:05:12.910-07:00About Being Pursued The unheard of. TWO blog entries in one night.
Apparently, I have a lot to say. That may be dangerous for you, Proceed with caution. Have a seat whilst I get the yellow and black tape.
What is churning around in the cranium tonight, besides the insufferable heat and humidity, is this...
Being pursued.
Being chased, as it were.
We live in a society where womenLoriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-5191272946563733092015-07-20T20:34:00.004-07:002016-08-12T18:53:51.520-07:00Insecurity and the stage There's one thing coming across the radar I would love to make a couple of points about. It's the bane of the newbie musician.
I don't miss the insanity of the perfection trap. That crippling fear of making a mistake during a gig, You know the feeling, I am guessing? I had it so bad that I would throw up before shows and get so panicked that I would blow it.
You know what fixed thatLoriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-24222413632857829702015-04-03T11:20:00.001-07:002015-04-03T11:20:36.855-07:00The Job and The Bass
It's been ages since I have blogged anything... Heck, I haven't even written much, unless you count Excel spreadsheets. Which, thankfully, I am not.
During the past year I have gotten a full time job. What I didn't count on was the effect that that would have on my life in all facets creative.
After years of coping with part time work and part time pay, I do have to say, it's Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-66115959427099138062014-02-22T11:01:00.003-08:002014-02-22T11:01:36.231-08:00Relighting the Fire, or Getting out of the Musical Slump
Good day, all!
I know what you are thinking... WHAT in the world does this pitiful little tree have to do with the title?
All in good time, my pretty, all in good time... :P
Have you, as a musician, artist, or child of God, ever been bored musically (or yes, even spiritually)? Is your creative spark or flame pretty much snuffed out? Where is that burning Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-1477018467270942892013-11-14T14:13:00.001-08:002013-11-14T14:16:21.433-08:00Bug Free
Sooo... this is definitely me. Bees, flies, slugs, mosquitoes, etc... just about any bug "bugs" me. Though flies are the absolute worst!
I can laugh now about this, but it brings an instant thought to my mind...
Of course! What ELSE did you expect? If there wasn't a parallel somewhere, you might be off watching mindless twerking videos or dreaming of T.S.O tickets... but yet, as ever, ILoriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-79899111009222760292013-11-01T12:12:00.000-07:002013-11-14T14:20:25.646-08:00Paying It Forward Hello and welcome!
I am thinking again. That usually means trouble for the poor unsuspecting victim reader.
This time, I am thinking about getting older. Unfortunately, it's a fact of life.
You may get older, but that doesn't mean you have to get OLD!
My favorite people are the ones that no matter how old they get, you still see a spark in their eyes.
Yet, Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-77213098142302171392013-10-22T14:21:00.001-07:002013-10-24T15:17:51.785-07:00Fill 'er Up!
Gas prices have dropped by a minuscule hair breadth... and, of course, I am profoundly thankful. I figure any expense that actually drops is moving in the right direction.
So, of course, my thoughts travel. Now would be the time to RUN sit back and endure enjoy this week's diatribe.
As I am thinking of full gas tanks, I reflect that there are other "fulls" Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-28033719247520782412013-09-28T18:30:00.002-07:002013-09-28T18:30:56.527-07:00Single Minded
Here's mom and dad... also known as Flo and Joe, respectively.
Aren't they adorable? They were married for 59 years. Then my dad changed his mailing address to Heaven...three years later mom went, too.
It's been a challenge learning how to live without them. To say adapt is woefully inadequate.
Since their passing, things have changed in consecutive 360* circles. Repeatedly. Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-18965802511105284252013-09-08T15:11:00.000-07:002013-09-08T20:13:50.568-07:00Grit and Guts So, I am a dyed in the wool Red Sox fan. I love watching, (at least when I have time) the boys give their all, doing what they love to do!
I think the thing I love best about them is that they don't quit. They're scrappy!
"We don't give up, we don't give in," Will Middlebrooks said. It doesn't matter what the scoreboard says. We're going to come out, we're going to fight, we're Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-39254946980496911602013-08-27T18:49:00.000-07:002013-09-08T20:17:20.070-07:00The Lost Art of (Meaningful) ConversationHey! Thanks for stopping by!!! Or more likely, stumbling in and scrambling for the mouse :P
I have, of course, been thinking again. This pic was taken at a Pizza place in New Haven that SHOULD be famous. I cannot understand why it isn't. But that is another rabbit trail for another diatribe story.
If you look closely, you can see that we are all communicating. Just not withLoriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-37581655256800889622013-08-04T12:43:00.000-07:002013-08-04T12:43:01.621-07:00A New Day
What an absolutely gorgeous day!!! With dew point and humidity actually cooperating - it's perfect!
Yesterday was humid, icky, and uncomfortable.
But today is a new day... Carpe Diem!!!
That means seize the day in Latin.
Seize, according to the incomparable wisdom of Google:
Verb: 1.to take hold of suddenly and forcibly.
2. CaptureLoriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-27267739421284252152013-07-31T17:13:00.000-07:002013-07-31T17:43:39.853-07:00Can someone PLEASE turn off the heat? I knew that hitting what I call "mental-pause" wasn't going to be a picnic. In addition, clearly, my "mental" has paused... :)
Seriously, I have never liked the summer. While summer affords longer days and school-free time, the scorching "Triple H" days send me running off to every freezer door I can find.
My lure is cool crisp autumn days, with fairs, pumpkins, and sweet blessed Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-11126837696859311882013-06-20T16:06:00.000-07:002013-06-26T06:07:42.412-07:00But I AM happy for you! Hey all! I hope the beautiful weather finds you well and full of good things :)
I am pondering again... oh good Lord, not THAT again... "So, what musings are you going to share THIS time," you wonder, warily.
I was reading a post by our worship leader on Instagram, and it prompted me to write. Lucky YOU! lol
What do YOU do when those around you are getting raises, jobs, Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-21220778914277188492013-06-01T11:51:00.002-07:002013-06-06T16:05:08.750-07:00The Sound Word
Hey! Welcome back! Yes, tread carefully, it can get dangerous in here...
Today I want to bring up something that has been on my mind a bit - oh look! more ramblings...
As performers, musicians, and vocalists, we want to sound good. You don't invest years of blood, sweat, tears, and practice to sound like cousin Waldo's 5th grade clarinet recital... (my sincerest Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-56735253401288322832013-05-05T16:14:00.000-07:002013-05-05T16:14:10.392-07:00Cramming for Finals
I can't believe the semester is almost over. It seems like yesterday I was stumbling through awkward introductions.
Here I sit on a glorious Sunday afternoon. Inside. Here, at my friendly neighborhood Starbucks, I'm in good company. The tables are full, and you can hear tapping and sipping as we conquer agendas, bit by bit.
I have ONE class... One. It's the first class back from aLoriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-30073293716208512992013-04-14T09:14:00.002-07:002013-04-19T13:10:13.980-07:00The Light at the End of the Tunnel
Ok... lately, I have been revisiting my thoughts on trials, afflictions, and bumps (or moguls) in the road.
As a child I had the idea that "if I can just make it through ----------------, everything will be sooo much better!"
I would get through whatever problem or obstacle that I faced, just to find another looming over the horizon.
I have spent most of my life Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-49253898709712138832013-02-22T21:06:00.000-08:002013-02-22T21:06:37.838-08:00Attitude is everything!
Have you ever known someone that just never took no for an answer?
No, I am not talking about pushy salesmen trying to talk you into a third blender...
I am referring to the kid from your high school basketball team that was 5'1 and determined that he was going to play professionally... you laughed incredulously, and lo and behold that spunky guy overcame ridiculous odds and Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-84235398248760535012012-12-31T13:41:00.000-08:002012-12-31T13:41:15.358-08:00Hope for tomorrow
While I don't generally get "preachy" I wanted to give you a wee bit of encouragement. This seems like a pretty good place to start :)
At a time when so many are grappling with depression and some really hard things, I am finding myself torn between two extremes.
While I am excited about the promise that a new year brings, I am also feeling bittersweet.
Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-923927236961689392012-10-09T19:01:00.003-07:002012-10-09T19:24:57.136-07:00A Long Wait Do you ever stand in line wondering what else you could be doing? OF COURSE you do! There are some lines that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy - namely the D.M.V...
Every second is an interminable Chinese water torture moment, suspended in eternity. Other lines are long and arduous, but at least there are perks. In the grocery store, they often have samples, eating while you stand thereLoriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-26735787541754352572012-09-16T10:24:00.001-07:002012-09-16T10:25:39.410-07:00So you are still single, huh?
Oh my-lanta...
Have you ever had one of those days where you desperately wished that you could bring a fake tree around with you to hide in or behind all day?!?!?
Sometimes people mean well, but say the most unhelpful things... you know them, the "WMC"s, or 'Well Meaning Christians'; if they are not Christian, you can call them WMS' or "Well Meaning Souls". (shake my head)&Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-11153838221878943882012-08-15T18:12:00.000-07:002012-08-15T18:32:55.634-07:00Music is a love language
Hey there!
This old relic is from the mailing list we had in an old band, "Wow, am I tired"... the mantra for musicians, I think :) those were the days, though... Oh, inexhaustible energy, where have you gone?!??
Interestingly... they had me playing a "lefty" bass... I AM a lefty, but play right handed. I have laughed at this pic as long as it has been in existence... Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8924542318181565705.post-8941423799505293172012-07-20T18:18:00.000-07:002012-07-20T18:18:57.576-07:00Whole lotta hatin'
Hi! It's been a while! Welcome!
It's funny how that word hate is thrown around almost as much as that word love is.
I have a lot to say about hate. Forgive the unusually long post, I won't make a habit of it... tune in tomorrow for regularly scheduled programming... lol... I will post on the cool gig last night!
It seems like hate has a new added meaning.
Hate now means Loriwashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15306216621554667304noreply@blogger.com0