Reflections on a New Year...

Reflections on my year-year two in Los Angeles. This year-new jobs, new home, new relationship, more music, more stress...I am on the final week of a three week vacation. I needed it so bad. The weeks leading up to my vacation had me in panic attacks, physical debilitation, illness, and an overall anxiety and worry. I get that way. I have a history of not being able to handle stress very well, so I’m supposed to do a series of health related practices to keep myself sane. I haven’t been doing a very good job in that department. My first year in L.A. was relatively stress free. Although I was nervous to begin a path of pursuing music full time, I was ready and jumped in; breaking through years and years of stage fright and other issues that caused me to ignore my dream. I had help; a place to live and I got a pretty good job fast. I met some people and started doing my music. This past year I moved out on my own...because of that I had to get a second day job; I currently am working three day jobs; one I pick and choose my own hours, so I don’t have to necessarily take hours, but I have been lately to continue to survive in the city; of which I am not used to. I had a pretty mellow life in Humboldt County in Northern Ca, where my rent was $450 and I had one job and did music more as a hobby, which was not what I wanted, so I moved here, and it is very different for me. It is a lot more stressful, and my stage fright and emotional issues factor into my health and wellbeing; whether or not I’m stable and thriving, or just appearing to be. It’s a lot of ups and downs. I basically take on much more than I can handle; but I’m so excited about music that I obsessively work on it; this is hard to do with a full time job, yet my true happiness lies in full immersion with my music. I waited so long. This year I will be 39. I know what I’m supposed to do to be healthy; in my case, with my history, it’s usually a bit more than the average person has to do; which means more time. I have been working on music instead, and it is starting to seriously jeopardize my health; and I noticed that it is affecting my performances. Because of my issues with depression and anxiety, my stage fright and lack of confidence creeps back, and then it is a downward spiral. I had been feeling this way lately. I talk about this, because I know many performers go through the same thing, and it is always helpful to me to reach out and discuss these things. I didn’t perform for over 10 years because of this, so being here in L.A. with all the love and support, and gigs I have been getting; means a lot to me, and I don’t want to disappoint people. The truth is that sometimes I perform really well, and sometimes I don’t. I’m more consistent when I take care of myself, as I’m more comfortable, confident, and sane. So my New Year’s resolution is to get back on track. Being on vacation has helped so much to reboot, but soon I begin the grind again, along with more music, so I need to step it up. I just wanted to reach out and say to please come to another show, even if you may have seen me and I was just.....alright-I actually have this energy inside of me that comes out on stage that I know is abundant and I want to share-so please keep me in mind and I hope to see you at some future shows.....
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"It's Just a Number"-The Age of Total Acceptance

I was a late musical bloomer, so to speak. I have been playing music since about 16. I was self taught, and at a relatively older age. I think a lot of kids start out learning an instrument very early, in elementary school, and take private lessons to get very proficient. Needless to say, it took me 21 years of singing and guitar playing to get to the point where I am at now-confident enough in my skills to move to a big city like Los Angeles and pursue music professionally. One thing I am not so confident about-is my age. People say that age is, "just a number"-which is true. At my age I have the experience, skills, and lots of other qualities I lacked in my 20's when I was pretty much an unfocused basket case. Still, I worry about my age in this time of continued beauty obsession, with the added pressure of constant cell phone presence at public and private events, taking photos and videos of every little thing-all in crisp and unrelenting HD quality.

In Los Angeles, I am amongst a large population of beautiful women songwriters.  For some, there are many choices made of strict diets, personal trainers, and botox or cosmetic surgery to feel confident. In my 20's, I looked like a model-long flowing hair, perfect skin, and was almost 20 pounds thinner. Being in the big city has definitely caused some insecurity to creep in.

The other day I attended an event, and was looking good-hair done, fabulous dress, and I had been making more of an effort to go to the gym to feel more energy and focus on my health. I found myself in a room with lots of beautiful women, and I felt a bit insecure.....but then I realized that they were mostly in their 20's, and younger than I. Emotionally, I felt equally sad about youth gone by, and at the same time I felt a big acceptance-because it dawned on me that I was simply older, and was not going to look like I was in my 20's anymore. When I went home that evening, I realized that instead of comparing myself, I needed to celebrate my age, because honestly, my 20's sucked, and now I am having the time of my life, so why do I care?

People tell me all of the time that age does not matter in the music industry-especially in my genre of singer-songwriter. I do indeed have many role models who did not find lasting success until their 30's or 40's-Sharon Jones, Leonard Cohen, Lucinda Williams, Gillian Welch, Neko Case....but just when I started to look at this situation in a positive light, I saw some news about the VMA's-the Video Music Awards.

One of my idols-Gwen Stefani, was presenting this year, and on a television commentary show, two people were discussing her-It went along the lines about how great Gwen looked "for her age" (she is 44). Yes, I agree; she looks good for ANY age. Then the talk went on about her outfit choice, and that although she didn't show as much skin as her 20 something counterparts, that no one would "likely mistake her for anyone's mother". I was appalled. Why is this great artists age even a topic of conversation? I know that many artists are really criticized for having face or body work, and I have been guilty of judgement, but now I understand why-watching the VMA's and some of the performers-I can understand why an "older" artist might feel great pressure to look younger.

Here is a blurb about Gwen's "appearance" at the VMA's. VMA Red Carpet

What strikes me in the linked article is the word, "flawless".-Yes, I guess that is a wonderful compliment, but it seems like a lot of pressure-to be "always just perfection". What if she's not always flawless and perfect? How about less over dramatic statements about beauty, such as, gorgeous, stylish or radiant? Why must these ideals be projected?

Another article states, "the blonde beauty hasn't aged a day". Is she not supposed to? Am I not supposed to?

Gwen Stefani-VMA's 2014
Kevin Mazur/WireImage

Although I sometimes succumb to growing pains, for the most part, I feel good about myself-some people are naturally that way-I have reasons and experiences that haven't always made me feel the most confident, but I appreciate the acute awareness of realizing that-and the desire for TOTAL ACCEPTANCE. This doesn't mean that I can now let myself go-there are certain things that I want to do that are right for me to feel good about myself-and not just physically-for my mind and spirit also, which can give great confidence, but I simply am never going to look like I am in my 20's-and that is o.k. I want to feel comfortable for my age and live fully in this present time of my life.

20. 

What people do with their bodies and appearances are personal choices for everyone, and don't need to be analyzed by society. For me personally, to feel that I MUST turn back the hands of time to fit into the music industry is very confining-my wish is to
roam freely in the wide open expanse of ACCEPTANCE.

late 30's.

Shattering My Extrovert Fantasy-Celebrating the Introvert Within Me

My first adult experience of being called out about my personality was in drama class-I took the craft of acting very seriously, and had even gone to a special school at 16 to study with the great Comedia Del Arte founder, Michael Fields. There, everyone had the same precocious and serious spirit toward their passion, and it was an extremely rich environment for me, having grown up fairly isolated and unexposed to the world. We all supported each other, and I grew as a young creative person. I still had no idea who I was though, so innocent still, and simply carried by the energy of my environment, rather than having any knowledge of harnessing that energy within me. I was naive, but with this complexity that I was wiser beyond my years with the way I held myself. It was more of an act, but I didn't really know anything at the time. Years later I attributed it to false confidence, because in retrospect, I was an extremely sensitive person who was easily crushed by negative energies or words from others, but at that point, I was riding high on my experience of theater school, with all the praise and encouragement to continue to be who I was. It wasn't until I entered college that I had a different experience.

I took all of the acting classes and threw myself into the exercises with an amazing acting teacher. I took it very seriously, wanting to uphold the integrity of these specific exercises geared toward human exploration and understanding. I really wanted to understand myself and others, and I thought acting was a marvelous journey to explore in. One day, a fellow student informed me that everyone thought I was a snob. I was shocked at this. I had no idea-I was so engrossed in the class that I wasn't thinking about any social aspect. It brought back other painful memories of a similar sort, and from that point, I became extremely self conscious. My acting skills declined and I abandoned theater.

I got into music and went out on my own-as a solo artist I didn't have to be around other people; I could just do my own art and my own thing. I played gigs and enjoyed writing songs, but the seed of negativity seemed to be inside of me-not just from one comment-but from an accumulation of a challenging childhood of ridicule from classmates-(I was "different-weird").  I felt extremely lonely at 18 and living on my own. I started to slowly retreat from the world, and by 24-I considered trying to do music publicly to be competitive and dark-and besides that-I just wasn't good enough-I didn't have the same spark I did as a wondrous young adult with the world in her hands-I became disillusioned and negative, and didn't really share my craft of music for over 10 years publicly-except for some rare times where I had horrible stage fright and felt publicly humiliated. I never had stage fright when I was starting out with music, but it developed into the point of complete debilitation. I continued my passion for music and writing in private-mostly to my bathroom- which had the best acoustics.

Years went by and I grew tired of isolation and how ugly I felt inside. So much had happened to me, that I was simply never going to be the person of my fantasies-this outgoing extrovert-doing her art with lots of friends, etc., etc......but who was I then? Did I have any of those outgoing qualities, or was I simply just a hidden shell? I really had no idea.

I wanted to feel the movement inside again that acting exercises created-a movement of unconscious and magical energy that seemed pure and real; and I wanted to carry that feeling around with me. I wanted to get serious and get deep with my music, and actually feel sound reverberating harmonically within me, instead of simply going through motions to gain some sort of perverse perfection. So I started to explore myself more, slowly and painfully, and after years of isolation, started to go out in the world again, as an available creative spirit. It was a difficult time, realizing just how sensitive I really was.

I recently discovered that I was an introvert-my false fantasies always convinced me that I was an extrovert at heart, but a much needed reality check revealed that I was an introvert-an INFP one to be exact.

The Myers-Briggs test is based on studies by CG Jung, who I was always drawn to. It is based on personality types, and can reveal much about a person and how they are in the world. The test consists of many questions, and I took the test several times from different websites. Each revealed by four letters, with percentages-the letters representing a type, that I was indeed an introvert, with a slight variant on one letter by a small percentage, between "diplomat" and "explorer".

I liked this site in particular, and learned more about my INFP personality. The INFP personality 
I go between the INFP, which came out on two of the tests, and this one-which I scored on one test-the ISFP personality. The ISFP personality

This knowledge and embrace of it, has allowed me to open up to my true self, and get out there to share my art, knowing that it might be more difficult, but still possible-that I can be an introvert, but still show an outgoing side, knowing that I may be a little more worn out than the naturally extroverted person, but that it is still possible; that it is all possible, with the right knowledge, attitude and openness.

Performing at 18-painfully.

Performing at 37-still painful but with lots of joy!

Expanding my universe. 

A Vacation from Music? Sort of....

After 6 months in L.A., of pounding the song writing pavement, I needed a vacation! In the time I had been here so far, I had accomplished quite a bit; not with any major outcome, but little steps here and there. I had gotten some day jobs, recorded two songs in a studio, submitted my music to countless contests and opportunities, and performed a little at various venues. Did I mention I had MOVED from my home of 8 years?! That was more than a little stressful. I decided to take two weeks and decompress and have a good time. I started my journey slowly driving up the beautiful coastline past Malibu, Santa Barbara, a stop in Avila beach, and then ended up in Oakland. There I got news about 5 of my songs I had submitted for industry feedback. They had an intricate scoring system and I scored above 5 on everything from lyrics, melody, etc. and I scored a 10 in the category of "how the music fits with the lyrics", on every song. (Wouldn't that be the MAIN thing one would be looking for in a song?!) Regardless, the good news is that no one said I should give up songwriting, but clearly the consensus with my music after 6 months of pursuit, is that my writing is not "literal" enough. Can you imagine saying that to a Jim Morrison? "Hey Jim, your songs are too deep"... Anyway, I have been getting this feedback a lot, so I have to take it pretty seriously since I just moved my entire existence to try and be a songwriter. Unfortunately, I have never been a "story songwriter". I write in a poetic style and don't really care much about character development. I care about the emotions. I don't dislike story songs, I just simply don't write that way....for the most part. I do have some songs that I think fit the mold a little more, and I am going to record that material and present it for the next round of madness, but it was definitely hard to hear. Too bad I had not been born in the 60's. Apparently the attention span of people these days cannot handle anything that is not obvious and not quickly so. (not my words, but word from the industry). I feel that there are plenty of songs out there though, that are not totally literal, so perhaps I just have not found my avenue yet.

I accept rejection as graciously as I can, but it is still difficult, for anyone I think, so I try and vacate. After Oakland for a day, I head up to a retreat center in Leggett, Ca, where I have rented a cabin for a few days, and will see no one, and have no technology. I had a few books, and I really enjoyed playing and composing new material on the kalimba; my african thumb piano. On the day I left, I snapped a few photos, and I also wrote a piece about the experience. And guess what?! It is a SHORT piece! But feel free to text or instagram in between lines...:) I just got my new iphone 5s, so....yea.

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                                Three Days at Rangjung Yeshe Gomde

I meander my way from Los Angeles up the coast of California. My destination: Rangjung Yeshe Gomde, a Tibetan Buddhist Retreat center in Leggett, Ca. It will be the first part of my long overdue vacation from a very stressful, life-changing year of moving and career changes. Although I do not practice in the vein of Tibetan Buddhism, I was familiar with the center from living in Northern California for 8 years. I had gone a couple of times to listen to talks by renowned teachers, which were held in their beautiful Buddhist Shrine Room. I knew it was also a place I could go for a personal retreat, to practice my own Vipassana meditation. For three days, I would be surrounded by 250 acres of lush forest along the Eel River, to practice meditation and to walk and relax amongst the grounds.  I rented a self-contained room right next to the rushing water, where I would be free of my phone, computer, and other distractions of modern daily life.

Day One: I arrive at my new digs with a pervasive tiredness that I didn’t know could exist. My excitement is shrouded in a drowsiness that immediately makes me want to sleep. When I wake up two hours later,  I’m still exhausted. I slowly move from my bed to the chair and cry about my existence, which has become a broken record. “What am I doing with my life?” “Why haven’t I made anything out of myself yet, I’m almost 40!” I sit paralyzed in a darkness that mimics the chilly overcast mountains for another couple of hours, then try to do some yoga, which is excruciatingly painful as I gently move my body around on the floor. On my evening walk, repeating thoughts pervade-most notably artist Pharell’s song, “Happy”, which I like well enough, but certainly not on repeat in my head to the point of madness. I realized it is probably because I heard that song about 20 times on various stations on the long drive up. The lyrics are surprisingly apropos though, for what one would hope would be an uplifting spiritual retreat.

“Because I’m happy

Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof

Because I’m happy

Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth

Because I’m happy

Clap along if you know what happiness is to you

Because I’m happy

Clap along if you feel like that’s what you wanna do.”

I really did not feel happy, amused, or in a clapping hands kind of mood, so I cursed at myself as I stumbled along steep paths, also realizing that I was very out of shape.

Day Two: Still tired. I meditate, putter around, and then take a long nap in the afternoon. Yoga is still relatively painful. After an evening walk with Pharell’s song still in my head, I try and read to block it out, but fall asleep early with Thich Nhat Hahn’s book, “Anger” folded over my head.

Day Three: The sun is attempting to break through the dreariness, and I wake up feeling surprisingly refreshed and peacefully happy. Yoga is no longer painful, and I stretch my body luxuriously on the floor. Thoughts are passing freely and appear to seem more humorous then before.

On my walk-a bouquet of yellow Spanish peas for the Green Tara, the Tibetan Buddhist Goddess of activity, who sits in a frame on a bureau in my room. Carrots for my new friends, three donkey stall mates. I gleefully watch them interact very much like dysfunctional roommates and gently lecture them on loving-kindness. Walking meditation through the wet meadow; poppies, grasshoppers and butterflies. A bright green frog hopping through the pennyroyal. The warm sun makes its’ first appearance as I lounge by the river watching passing cloud formations. Picking fresh thyme for dinner and peppermint and lemon balm for tea from the garden. Finding a fox jawbone and leg bone and using it as a musical instrument.  Getting caught in an unexpected cold rain and feeling alive and exhilarated. Noticing that months of accumulated stress is dissolving as I sit concentrating on being fully present in the moment. Then, on my last evening as I sit in front of Green Tara, came to my consciousness from an unknown source-a perfect celestial heart, dark and radiant, which made me weep, but this time they were tears of joy.

“(Happy)

Bring me down

Can’t nothing

bring me down

My level’s too high

Bring me down

Can’t nothing

bring me down

I said

(let me tell you now)

Bring me down

Can’t nothing

bring me down

My level’s too high

Bring me down

Can’t nothing

bring me down

I said

Because I’m happy.”

Ups and Downs in La La Land

It is funny looking at my last post, because within days of writing it, I was informed that I got an honorable mention for the second year in a row in the country category in SongDoor's International Songwriting Contest......I was hoping that I would actually place in a category, but I am indeed honored to have my song, "Driven By Angels" looked at a little more closely and to be appreciated for my writing. Perhaps one day, I will place in a category and get, A FABULOUS PRIZE!! One of the cool things about the contest is that they give you a free trial of a service that has a lot of online classes in songwriting, and also opportunities to pitch music to the industry. For whatever reason last year, I did not take advantage of this. It is a 45 day trial, which is a good amount of time to do some pitching and check it out-because it is fairly expensive, so I did, and actually ended up pitching 3 songs.......

In the last few weeks I have learned a lot and have had some ups and downs. In this field, one day you think you are on to something and am making a break through-and then the next day, you feel defeated. I have been getting so much work done. A new milestone for me, was getting a small album into online retail stores. It is music that I'm very proud of; I took a risk and went outside of my comfort zone to make some music that is a bit more modern sounding for me, all with the help of Chad Johnson in Arcata, Ca. He took my music to a level I had not experienced, and because of that, I felt it was good enough to put out there, so you can now purchase a copy of "To the Bone" direct from itunes, cd baby, and amazon. I do hope you will check it out, and if so inclined, leave a review. They are really helpful. This was an "up".

not the best pic, but one from the evening.

While I was getting the album project together, I got a call to play another spot at the House of Blues. I had a great time when I played there before, in the Voodoo Lounge. This time I would be playing in the Foundation Room, which I had never been. I had a funny dream the night before. I went to the venue and walked in thinking I was in the right room. It was really happening with lots of people. Someone came over and said, "Oh, there has been a mix up and you are playing in another room", so I followed up some stairs and when I went in, there was just an old grisled looking man-and no-it was NOT Tom Waits! Well, when I had my actual gig at the house of blues, the opposite sort of happened. I thought I was in the right room and it was not really happening at all. They said I was upstairs-when I went upstairs there was a BEAUTIFUL room with nag champa and bohemian furniture with lots of people.......it turned out to be a really great show. (Also an "up" day)

The next day I got a call from a radio promoter who was interested in promoting my music. He was really nice and was up front that it was a service that you have to pay for, but they had reasonable rates and successes. I researched them and found out they were a really great company-I found lots of feedback from artists who used their services with great success, so I was all excited. An intern had given him a copy of "To the Bone" and he really liked it. But then I was thinking about all the things I had to do with my music-like the recordings I'm working on and have to pay for, and some other online things that cost money, and I also read that ideally you want to be touring or playing out when you are doing a radio promotion, and I'm really not there yet, so I had to explain my situation......it made me really down, but maybe I can look at it again in the future....

I got my spirits lifted though, when I went to Santa Monica for work and play, and got to hang out at my friend's amazing photography studio and take some new shots of me in this new place in life. I needed some updated photos for my website and some press kits, and everything I had was from humboldt with some nature theme in the background, which is great-but doesn't really represent me presently living in the big city, so we had great success taking some cool photos. Check out JaneVictoriaPhotography for our shoot. With those photos I was able to update my website with something a little different, so I created this banner:

I've always been really into hearts, so I also created this logo for myself from a free online vector, and "bohemianized" it to make it different and unique to my personality. I don't really have photo software, so it was through like 5 different sites that I created this. I also got to wear my heart necklace for the shoot.....I think it looks awesome on my website.

One of the things that gets me down, is I often get unsolicited offers from people who want to help me, but I don't know if they are just flaky, crazy, or busy or something, but it happens where they really like my music and reach out and want to offer some (free) help, and they say they have contacts and I check them out and they are being truthful, and it never happens. They just sort of disappear. I never know what to do in those situations. I think some people would probably get on them, but I don't want to be a pest. It's hard, but I am also busy and don't have time to chase after people. One of the things that I'm excited about though, is that I am learning a lot on my own, and feel more capable everyday. I am really starting to utilize some skills that I have been developing that are coming along, like being able to create this banner, to make myself look and feel more professional, so that when something comes up-I can have the confidence to show people what I have out there.

Tomorrow I start a class that I'm super excited about-it is through the prestigious Berklee School of Music! It is an intro to the music business class, and because I have sort of reached a brain drain on various legal issues that have plagued me, gotten me into messes, and the fact that I find out daily how naive I am about issues that could greatly effect me, I am glad that I am taking this to hopefully make allies and learn in a more formatted way. So wish me luck! Can't believe I am putting more on my plate, but, you only live once.......stay tuned for some projects coming up that I'm working on!

---Cynthia

On the Bohemian Path

At first, this post won't seem related to music......but it really is. When I decided to not pursue having a "regular job", you know, the kind where you clock in everyday and focus on whatever task the boss person tells you to focus on, I had to find something that would give me some cash flow while I focused on music.  I wanted to do something creative and something I can do at home, so I decided to start an etsy business. Besides music, my other passion is art. I love to go to galleries and support artists'; I love looking at their work, speaking with them, and promoting them; I also dabble in art myself, mostly photography and collage. About a year ago I started making pendants by printing out small circular discs of other people's art (with their permission), floating them in liquid, inserting art into pendant trays, and covering them with clear glass domes. I started posting my pieces on facebook and selling them to friends. It started to give me a little income, so after I worked out the kinks of the process, and with the encouragement of my friends, I started an online store via etsy. I loved making the jewelry, and working at home meant that if I had an idea for a song, or if I wanted to send some music out to my contacts, or make a phone call,  I could do that. At a regular job, this would be impossible. It was still "work", but at least I was at home, near my guitar, and my computer, which is where I do 90% of my music networking. I could also make my own hours.......

So far, it has been one month since my store has opened, and it is a lot of work. It is simply not enough to just slap some work on a website and sit back and think that the sales are going to come in. I have had to learn a lot and do a tremendous amount of work such as advertising, and self promotion. Selling on etsy these days is much harder as it has become very popular and saturated with sellers from all over the world. I also am constantly improving on my product details like the look of my website and my packaging. I also make and print out flyers and keep up with a twitter, facebook, and pinterest page for my shop, which, by the way is called "Bohemian Path"! You can find it here: Bohemian Path

So far, in one month, I have sold 5 pendants on my etsy site, and 1 pendant privately, which is not enough to live off of, but it is a start, and as I am piecing together an existence here in L.A where I don't have to go to a regular job every day, it is one more piece to my puzzle of: dog/housesitter, online book reviewer, on call support staff for the developmentally disabled, and booklet maker/seller.

I am coming up with some cool ideas for jewelry. I'm excited about these pendants I've created with my original photography and a hopefully inspirational lyric from one of my songs. I've created two so far, and this is one of them from my song "To the Bone". 

One of my favorite artists is Robert Soffian, and I use a lot of his work. This is a cute painting of a fox. He is a prolific and amazing artist. You can find his work here: The Art of Robert Soffian

modeling a Victor Herron hummingbird

I do all of my own photography and modeling for my pendants
which is a challenge. At first it was frustrating, but now I have gotten so much better, and since I love photography, creating these images is fun for me; after finding the perfect spot in my house where the best lighting is, and tricks of the trade for photographing glass.

Besides the pendants I make, I also started experimenting with driftwood. The first thing I started to make was hair accessories. No one seems to be that interested in them yet, but hopefully they will catch on.  You can't find anything like this online. I sell them for a very reasonable price. This one is $11.00.

My latest creation has been driftwood necklaces. You can find some shops that make necklaces out of driftwood online. I found one good place, but that is all, and not all the places have good quality. These are really fun to create, and I think they look really cool....

For all of my necklaces, I use the best quality silk from Japan that feels really good on the skin. I sand and laquer all of my driftwood, and they are all adorned with beads. Sometimes I use specialty beads made of horn, semi precious stones, or bamboo. The driftwood I collect is from one of my favorite beaches in Humboldt County. I also collect the naturally polished stones there, and sometimes am lucky enough to get an agate which goes on a lot of my pieces. The artists whose work I use get an 8% percentage of sale, and links to their websites. Sales from two artists goes into a hospice fund for Mendocino County. So far I have collected $10 to donate.

So-please check out my shop sometime, or have me make a special piece for you. I have done pieces where people have asked me to put their pet or child into a pendant. I am working on a special order now where someone has sent me their own photographs to turn into a pendant. Here is to supporting the arts!
--------Cynthia "Bohemian Path"

 UPDATE!! I'm very excited to announce the opening of my NEW COMPANION SHOP! Besides etsy, Bohemian Path now has its own website-please check it out here: Bohemian Path I also blog there about my jewelry business; go to the website and click on "blog", or here is the link: Blog Thanks so much for the support.

"Now the Time Has Come to Step Into the Light" of Los Angeles

     I started working on a new song a few days ago. It was inspired by a young woman who, like me (excluding the "young" part), moved from her home in New York to Los Angeles to pursue music. I will put up the song soon in another post, but I wrote the song about leaving home and moving somewhere to "try and live up to my dreams". Note the operable word "try". I'm going to be 37 years old and I left my cozy existence of the place I called home for 7 years (the longest place I ever lived) to move to a place I've never been to in my life to pursue a career that is mostly centered on youth and........uh-luck. I don't think I'm crazy........

     If I look at my life as an overview it definitely makes sense why I started this career so late. I have been doing music all of my adult life, but unfortunately I just wasn't ready and polished enough to pursue it professionally. After being here 6 weeks now, I STILL don't know if I am. The doubt part is my lack of confidence, something that has pervaded me since young adulthood. In a musical career, I have this doubt syndrome a lot, understandably so. It is deep and internal;  based on decisions I made in life, twists and turns, mistakes, and simply just not understanding or loving myself enough.

     I realized though that I need to do this, no matter my age, no matter my lack of self confidence. I am an extremely contradictory person. In the music industry you have to try and make things happen. You do not leave anything to chance. You milk every connection, even a bad one, to the final end and perhaps more. This is a very planned out process. As a true bohemian like Aquarian, I am not a planned and organized person. Los Angeles seems to mock this side of me as I try daily to drive from point A to point B. It is always a miracle to me that I make it home.  I have not an iphone to my name, and yet each day I arrive from my destination from streets so curvy and sometimes senseless to me. I am having to do a lot of things out of my comfort zone to pursue music. As I said, I am very contradictory. Most people who do not know me well, think of me as mysterious and quiet, yet I can be the most charming and witty person at a party. I have a social side that is beneficial to my career choice, yet it only comes out spontaneously. Waking up in the morning and making a "cold call" to a music executive is my nightmare. On the phone I sound naive-green and not very sharp. It is not  natural to me, yet it is one of the things I must do.  I also have to expose myself to all sorts of criticism of my work. I may not have much self confidence, but I have always believed in my song writing abilities. I have done a couple of song screenings. One went very well; the person liked my song and was interested, so I went through with the lengthy submission process, only to find out later that to get accepted, you have to have 10 perfect songs.....  Another screening did not go so well. I presented a country song to a prominent Nashville publisher on skype. He thought my song was not "literal" enough and that someone would actually "turn it off" right away. Having belief in my song, I disagreed, but my timid side showed through, and I did not politely defend myself. I thought it best to write a firm but polite letter asking a few questions. I did not get a response back. Worse, I read the letter and realized it came off totally pompous and condescending.  I actually used phrases like, "I don't write music for 14 year olds", and "don't you think that you are not giving the audience enough credit?". I totally blew it. Now another screening opportunity is coming up with the same person where I could present another (more literal-sort of) song for another chance but I'm too embarrassed about my letter. This is one lesson so far I learned the hard way.

     But there has been much happiness here in Los Angeles, a place where, until I moved here, I had never been to in my life. I really did make the big leap. I have been enjoying things here that were lacking for me up north such as certain concerts, art museums and other cultural activities. I got to play at the House of Blues and am currently recording some music in a studio in Hollywood.  I also have met some people, and thrive on those spontaneous situations that give me hope.

     I was walking around one day, and it happened to be the second Saturday art walk for North East Los Angeles near where I'm residing. I stopped in a shop called Memphis George and saw beautifully artistic wearable art pieces. There was also a small band playing out front. It reminded me so much of home and the once a month art walks there that I loved so much. I started talking to the owner of the shop; telling her I just moved here and that I was a musician. She very persistently had me out front with her guitar, jamming with some other musicians. Soon people were stopping and taking pictures and talking to me. Turns out this has been a very great connection for me. I am becoming more acquainted with this woman as an artist, and she is really amazing, kind and encouraging. This Saturday I am honored to be one of the performers for a holiday art celebration at her shop. Here are some pics of her beautiful art.......

                        There will be another band also performing that night, "Down West".

Down West is an acoustic duo from Atwater Village, Los Angeles.
The music is original and memorable, with an Americana vibe, stripped down to guitar, percussion and voice. Singer/Songwriter Steve Stanard on guitar and Theo Waddell on cajon and percussion.
Check 'em out on the book of faces and give them a Like: Down West


             She was kind enough to make a wonderful post with my info...........

                      Cynthia Brando

"A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself. What one can be, one must be." 

-- Abraham Maslow

My style is Americana and I"m open to collaboration and meeting fellow musicians!
Check out Cynthia's music at: Cynthia's website

 There will also be a special dessert maker present!

The Best For Last
Custom dessert catering
For folks who love to cook but hate to bake!
Andrea Balter is an Atwater Villager and proud owner of one of the best little dessert catering businesses you could ever hope to use for your special occasion! Give her a like on Facebook! The Best For Last


So yes, I'm very excited to be a part of this and make these special connections. Check out the shop of Memphis George here: Memphis George . She was also kind enough to purchase one of my cd's.

Moving here was rough. The first week I spent most of my time crying, but after having settled in, and honoring the wonderful opportunity this is for me, things are getting better. It is life like anywhere else; much possibility, zero guarantees...........

An excerpt from my work in progress "Dreams".

"I just left my whole world behind
To begin the next stage of my life
Yes it's true I've spend a long time hiding
From fears that would ravage my mind

But now the time has come to step into the light-
Of my dreams........dreams".......