I So Believe In Karma (Connie Hunt)
My life has always had a funny way of turning out o.k. for me. I've always taken negatives in my life and turned them into positives. Karma really can come back and bite you. I've always believed in taking care of the planet and in harvesting great relationships with everyone I meet.
Lately, I had wondered if I was doing something wrong. I'm very glad I made my trip to L.A. as I met some very wonderful people, discussed my options with my agent and made some critical decisions for myself in terms of health, emotional well being and what I hope to do with my music and writing.
When I landed in San Francisco, I had to change planes to get back home, I felt very peaceful.
Karma is something I will never mess with. Next to Karma the Goddess Pele is high on my list of forces never to piss off.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sincerely Insincere People (Connie Hunt)
Have you ever met someone who could care less how you feel? That your feelings not only didn't matter to them, but they honestly expected you to agree with them and their perceptions of you?
Compassion is not something these people have to show anyone. They are so focused on the "me" in their lives, that they can never see the "we". When I reach out and touch someone, it's a sincere gesture of friendship. It's not often I put myself out there because I'm a little gun shy from past experiences. I tend to be too trusting and tend to open my heart up to people who don't have a clue as to what I am all about.
The great thing is some of my greatest writing comes from these very experiences. I've already decided to title my album "Illusion" and will be working with local musicians to make it a reality. I've also continued working on my book.
Tuesday I fly to Los Angeles to meet with an agent who wants to represent me. He saw me in "Flight From Death" and "Penn and Teller Bullshit Season Two Death Inc", but he mostly heard about me through locals and has seen me perform here in Dallas. I'm certainly not a rock star, but folks have been encouraging me to both share my songs and poetry. I've decided to go for it.
I'm a person who can create just about anywhere, that includes Starbucks, on a plane, sometimes just walking or taking a shower.When the inspiration hits, I have a pen and pad nearby so I can jot down lyrics or a melody. In the last two days I've written an instrumental song called "Sweet Chili Sauce" and a new song called "White Trash Diva".
I am not about to let heartache stop me from being who I am, but I wish the world had a few less sincerely insincere people in it.
Have you ever met someone who could care less how you feel? That your feelings not only didn't matter to them, but they honestly expected you to agree with them and their perceptions of you?
Compassion is not something these people have to show anyone. They are so focused on the "me" in their lives, that they can never see the "we". When I reach out and touch someone, it's a sincere gesture of friendship. It's not often I put myself out there because I'm a little gun shy from past experiences. I tend to be too trusting and tend to open my heart up to people who don't have a clue as to what I am all about.
The great thing is some of my greatest writing comes from these very experiences. I've already decided to title my album "Illusion" and will be working with local musicians to make it a reality. I've also continued working on my book.
Tuesday I fly to Los Angeles to meet with an agent who wants to represent me. He saw me in "Flight From Death" and "Penn and Teller Bullshit Season Two Death Inc", but he mostly heard about me through locals and has seen me perform here in Dallas. I'm certainly not a rock star, but folks have been encouraging me to both share my songs and poetry. I've decided to go for it.
I'm a person who can create just about anywhere, that includes Starbucks, on a plane, sometimes just walking or taking a shower.When the inspiration hits, I have a pen and pad nearby so I can jot down lyrics or a melody. In the last two days I've written an instrumental song called "Sweet Chili Sauce" and a new song called "White Trash Diva".
I am not about to let heartache stop me from being who I am, but I wish the world had a few less sincerely insincere people in it.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Illusion or Hallucination?
I wrote three songs while on a trip recently, here are the lyrics to one of them.
The song is called "Illusion"
Imagine by a chance of fate,
You met a dream face to face
She waltzed in and then walked out
Leaving you with little doubt
That it was just an illusion.
And when you woke, what might have been
Some things are never what they seem,
Dreams may come, but then depart
Lessons learned from the heart.
I wrote three songs while on a trip recently, here are the lyrics to one of them.
The song is called "Illusion"
Imagine by a chance of fate,
You met a dream face to face
She waltzed in and then walked out
Leaving you with little doubt
That it was just an illusion.
And when you woke, what might have been
Some things are never what they seem,
Dreams may come, but then depart
Lessons learned from the heart.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Social Media CAN HURT YOU!
Social media is great for promoting your music, your writing, but it can be extremely scary for someone who is trying to use it as a means of "connecting" with others. When I joined an email list a few years ago I became the subject of some very vicious gossip. There were women who supported me, but there were also a few who were so determined to out me as some sort of fraud, an insensitive human being, the scum of the earth. For some time I have tried to avoid people who are negative, unfortunately they have found me on Facebook.
I apologized to the list some time ago, as I am not perfect and I do make mistakes. Some were willing to accept my apology, others have continually beaten me down.
People who do love and care about me often want to know why I've been so fearful of letting people into my life. I think now they fully understand why I tend to be guarded.
I just recently returned from a trip only to find in my Facebook file a few notes from some folks who have advised me that there are some derrogatory comments about me being circulated through Facebook messaging. I hope that those of you who do know me will consider the source and those of you who don't know me I hope you will try to see through it all.
I am not a perfect person, I have made mistakes in my life, but I also try to make right when I commit a wrong. I'm being unjustly crucified and it's killing me inside.
Social media is great for promoting your music, your writing, but it can be extremely scary for someone who is trying to use it as a means of "connecting" with others. When I joined an email list a few years ago I became the subject of some very vicious gossip. There were women who supported me, but there were also a few who were so determined to out me as some sort of fraud, an insensitive human being, the scum of the earth. For some time I have tried to avoid people who are negative, unfortunately they have found me on Facebook.
I apologized to the list some time ago, as I am not perfect and I do make mistakes. Some were willing to accept my apology, others have continually beaten me down.
People who do love and care about me often want to know why I've been so fearful of letting people into my life. I think now they fully understand why I tend to be guarded.
I just recently returned from a trip only to find in my Facebook file a few notes from some folks who have advised me that there are some derrogatory comments about me being circulated through Facebook messaging. I hope that those of you who do know me will consider the source and those of you who don't know me I hope you will try to see through it all.
I am not a perfect person, I have made mistakes in my life, but I also try to make right when I commit a wrong. I'm being unjustly crucified and it's killing me inside.
Monday, March 08, 2010
Just A Song Before I Go.....
To whom it may concern, traveling twice the speed of sound it's easy to get burned...
Graham Nash
I've always loved that song, especially now since it seems to apply to my life so well.
I'm just not sure what to think of anything at the moment. I am taking off for who knows where to just think, write some music and poetry, and just get away from everyone. I can't give any more than I have and I feel like I let people down all the time. I find solace in flying, in escaping to peaceful and tranquil places. I have a right to peace of mind.
I'm so tired of not being good enough, of not giving enough.
And I'm scared to death that when I do open up my heart, that it's all just a dream. That those connections we have that come unexpectedly are just something we've imagined.
I'm tired of hurting, tired of feeling inadequate, tired of feeling like I've failed people.
I've always been a loving and giving person, but I have needs, too. For just once in my life I would like to feel that I'm good enough at something.
To whom it may concern, traveling twice the speed of sound it's easy to get burned...
Graham Nash
I've always loved that song, especially now since it seems to apply to my life so well.
I'm just not sure what to think of anything at the moment. I am taking off for who knows where to just think, write some music and poetry, and just get away from everyone. I can't give any more than I have and I feel like I let people down all the time. I find solace in flying, in escaping to peaceful and tranquil places. I have a right to peace of mind.
I'm so tired of not being good enough, of not giving enough.
And I'm scared to death that when I do open up my heart, that it's all just a dream. That those connections we have that come unexpectedly are just something we've imagined.
I'm tired of hurting, tired of feeling inadequate, tired of feeling like I've failed people.
I've always been a loving and giving person, but I have needs, too. For just once in my life I would like to feel that I'm good enough at something.
Thursday, March 04, 2010
A Song for Morticians
The following can be sung to "Santa Claus is Coming To Town".
Yes I wrote it!
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You better do me and do me right,
Pickle me any day or night,
Make me rigid, hard and pretty.
Oh do me with class, don't laugh at my ass
Make me look real, relieve me of gas
Make me rigid, hard and pretty.
And when you do my viewing I hope that folks will say
She looks just like a million bucks cause that's what they'll have to pay.
Oh you better do me and do me right
Pickle me any time of day or night
Make me rigid, hard and pretty.
The following can be sung to "Santa Claus is Coming To Town".
Yes I wrote it!
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You better do me and do me right,
Pickle me any day or night,
Make me rigid, hard and pretty.
Oh do me with class, don't laugh at my ass
Make me look real, relieve me of gas
Make me rigid, hard and pretty.
And when you do my viewing I hope that folks will say
She looks just like a million bucks cause that's what they'll have to pay.
Oh you better do me and do me right
Pickle me any time of day or night
Make me rigid, hard and pretty.
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