It’s a beautiful evening here in Nashville. It’s got me wishing that I had a chair or something for my front porch. I’m sitting in our living room, having a glass of wine and thinking about things. We’ve been living her for over a month and it’s starting to feel less surreal. We went to church this morning and recognized people other than our neighbors, so that’s good.
Our pastor is doing a series from Philippians about living in community. I’m finding it really providential that he would be speaking about that during this specific transition time–when I want so badly to be in community with other people but am finding it more difficult than ever to do so.
My dad is in the military, so we’ve moved around from place to place every three years or so for my entire life. I thought I’d left that behind when I got married, but Tyler and I really felt called to Nashville, so once again, I moved–this time without the military/my parents forcing me to. If you know me very well, you know that I really struggle with being alone, but I also find large social gatherings really intimidating. It takes so much effort for me to talk in large groups of people and put myself out there that I often come home from get-togethers completely exhausted. This is especially true when I don’t know many people at a party or function. I can remember being completely drained after our engagement party and so relieved when we decided to have a small wedding with our most intimate friends and family members.
That’s why I find it so odd that God has planned for someone like me to move around so much. Someone who thrives on good one on one conversation but can’t open her mouth in a large group. You have to talk at the parties in order to meet people and get together with them individually later. It’s just bizarre that he would have someone like me doing this. Yet, it makes perfect sense at the same time. God never promises to make our life easy. And I think that if he didn’t challenge me in this way I would forget that I so desperately need Him to guide and direct me in everything.
With all that in mind, I’m finding our pastor’s messages to be very eye opening and helpful. It’s reminding me that I it’s wrong for me to complain about the way I am or pity myself for being shy. To sit at home eating cookie dough and wallowing in my despair is foolish and even selfish. If I want to live in community I have to put myself out there, find courage and joy in the Lord, and leave my comfort zone behind.
We’re coming home to Delaware in a week. We’ll be playing a few shows. If you haven’t purchased tickets for the Charlie Hall concert (Mitchell Hall, UD, Oct. 8th—we’re opening) you need to! Check out itickets.com and get them!
I hope your evening is as lovely as mine.
For those of you who don’t know, I went to high school in Ocean Springs, MS (just a town over from Biloxi). I’ve been exposed to lots of Southern culture. For example, within the first week of moving to Ocean Springs my family was invited to a shrimp boil for the 4th of July. I’ve never been a seafood fan, but that day I remember clearly knowing that I could never eat shrimp again. The shrimp were laid out on a table with their whiskers and eyes still showing. It completely freaked me out.
Anyway, there are a lot of little things that are specifically Southern that I haven’t encountered in a while. However, at work on Saturday, a co-worker reminded me of one thing that has always made me laugh. She was going to grab a soda and asked me if I wanted anything. I said, “Sure, I’ll have a coke.” To which she replied, “Well what kind of coke do you want? LIke a sunkist, sprite, or just a regular coke?” I laughed to myself and said, “I’ll just have a regular coke.” Here in the South, all fizzy drinks are coke. Great job with your product branding, Coca-Cola.
In other news, we will be returning to Delaware at the beginning of October for a few shows and we’d love to see you!
Oct. 4th: Deep Blue Bar and Grille 9p-12a
Oct. 8th: Mitchell Hall, University of Delaware. Opening for CHARLIE HALL You can get tickets through BSM (delawarebsm.org) or you can purchase them at itickets.com. I believe the show starts at 7:00pm.
Well, I’m off to work.
I’m sitting in Fido again. I picked a window seat this morning so I could people watch along 21st. Just a few minutes ago a girl approached me and kind of nervously said, “I know this is totally weird, but what’s your name?” I told her I was Jenny and she proceeded to tell me that she knew who I was because she’s good friends with our buddy Joel Rakes (www.joelrakes.com, pick up the album on itunes). We got to talking and it turns out that she lives like 2 minutes away from us and goes to a church that is literally around the corner from where we live. She also works a few doors down from where I work. I think we’re going to hang out on Sunday. Nashville is such a big city, but small town stuff like that happens all the time. It’s exciting to make a new friend.
Today is day 6 of my 7 days of 8 hour shifts. I’m super excited to have a day off on Wednesday. Tyler is off too, so we’ll get to spend some time together.
As far as the music goes…Tyler’s working on recording the guitar parts to the album, we’ll get our vocals recorded, and then we’ll go from there. I’m not entirely sure as to what the feel of this album will be, but I think it’s going to be pretty awesome.
An update on shows here in Nashville: we have 3 booked so far. Here are the dates:
Sept. 11, Christopher Pizza, 8pm
Sept. 22, Starbucks Greenhills (across the street from the mall), 7pm
Nov. 10, Cafe Coco, 8pm
We’ve been here for a little over two weeks. Time flies!
Welcome to the first ever, co-authored, “live” jenny and tyler blog. It actually won’t be live, because we aren’t picking up the best internet signal, but know that it was meant to be a play by play of the first open mic we’re experiencing here in Nashville.
Right now we’re sitting in the back of Cafe Coco, a pretty cool cafe/bar near West End here in Nashville. We actually played a show here when we were living in the area two years ago; Tyler just ran into a girl named Lola who we met when we played. I guess the same people come out week after week to play this open mic. The place hasn’t changed much—aside from the new restaurant smoking ban here in Nashville, which we’re enjoying very much.
Right now we’re listening to a girl named Leslie something or other. She’s not saying her name enough for me to remember it, so that’s probably no good. She’s playing a full show here before the open mic. Note to self, booking a show here just prior to the open mic would be a great idea—open mic sign ups start at 8, so you have a guaranteed audience for at least an hour of your show.
This lady kinda has Melissa Ethridge/Reba McIntire style going on, which is interesting. She’s playing lots of originals with a few covers thrown in there. Her choice of cover songs is kinda odd. She played a Patty Griffin song that suited her voice really well, and then she played Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Deep Blue Something, and Realize by Colbie Caillat. Hearing those songs with a twang is quite an unusual experience.
more when the open mic commences.
Quick update leslie __________ played an awesome original and followed it up with a “funky” version of “leavin’ on a jest plane.” I guess it was funky.
open mic update:
a girl covered a lauryn hill song
a dude played harmonica really well
this lady told a lot of politically incorrect jokes.
a guy used this lyric in a song: “there are people in my elbow who don’t believe in people in my brain, because it’s so far away.” yeah.
a guy is playing a “ghost song” right now and is doing lots of ghost “oooooo’s” throughout. ty’s taking a video so maybe we’ll post it. check it out… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JA_6CtMmcSw
a really cute girl played a great love song.
we regret not staying for this guy chris gelbuda. http://www.myspace.com/chrisgelbuda