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Tazeroke!

Every Wednesday Doug (a.k.a. DJ Doug) and I host Karaoke at a club called Firehouse Lounge in Austin, TX. The main reason I do it is because I love doing gangsta rap songs at Karaoke, and if I'm a host I get to sing more. Plus all of our friends come, so it's a really fun little event.

But last week was more fun than usual.

When I found out that my friend Elisia had a police taser, I immediately went to work trying to think of a good use for it. After a short while, Taseroke was born. The premise was simple - two people would sing a song of their own choosing and whoever the crowd thought did worse would get tased mercilessly by me.

Video of the Week: Never Is a Promise

On Where Pianos Roam

There happens to be one song in the world that served as a catalyst for me to pursue music as an on-going passion.  Several years ago, a friend of mine had told me of a new artist named Fiona Apple.  She mentioned that I might like her stuff and recommended that I check her out. Well, a few weeks later, I was in a record store and came across one of those listening booth/kiosks that had several different CD's that you could hear songs from.  Fiona Apple's debut album called "Tidal", with those gargantuan blue eyes staring out at  you, was one of them .  .  .

I remember picking up a copy and thinking "Oh, this is that girl that my friend told me about".  After looking throught the song titles in the back of it, one title stood out to me.  It was number 7--a song called "Never Is a Promise".  I thought it was such a simple but poetically provocative name for a song.

In the middle of this very busy record store, I put the headphones on, went to #7, and was hopeful that I would like what I would hear.  I can honestly say that this event changed the way I looked at music.  I heard this song with all of its power, hopeful defiance, angst, and beauty, and I was so inspired.  I could relate to every word and understand every nuance in the music.   The delicate inflections in her voice, the sense of mounting urgency in the piano, the mournful violins, and that tender moment at the end when she sings "You'll say I need appeasing when I start to cry"--I was never the same after this.  This song changed me in ways that I can't even begin to explain.

Every now and then, I actually play this song on the piano and sing it when I'm alone in my room.   I just love to play it so much.

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