September's House Show

Oh yes! So, I know I said I would post about last month's house show about a week ago, and I haven't yet because of trouble with uploading video. (I - HATE - UPLOADING - VIDEOS- ONTO - BLOGGER, by the way! But at the same time, I love them once they're posted, so I suffer through it. Kind of like wearing high heals.)
Well, I've got it figured out, and here we are!

"See ya, Summer! "
September's House Show.

A great time, once again. And a good excuse to see almost all of my favorite mid-westerners at the same time.


The Weather Duo
Or should I say The Weather Solo? Ben was sick, however
Pat could hold his own alone too, let me tell you!
Who knew our living room had such good acoustics for a cello?

Plum Union
Amazing, as always.
I cannot tell you how much I love Plum Union's music, as well as their company.
I met Cat and Edwin on my first tour of the country, and Edwin was actually with my bandmates and me when I first arrived in Madison. In a way, they are the embodiment of the mid-west to me.

This was the night that we also discovered that Willi has vicious lazer eyes.
Can't you feel the evil just flowing through you?


















And now, I will eat Sushi with my steady beau.
Okay, I love you all!

Martha Jr.

Martha is dead.
Thanks to everyone who had some advice to lend! It turns out that my dear, sweet friend had a heart that couldn't keep beating anymore.

Now it's my pleasure to introduce you to Martha Jr.
It has been bitter sweet, but I sort of feel like this was a blessing in disguise. I hate to say it, but I've kind of grown out of Martha Sr. Martha Jr. is more of what I'm needing right now.

• After spending a lot of time searching for my new sewing machine, I was introduced to a $400 machine that I bought for $300. (Pricey, but not too shabby for something I'm going to use all the time.)
• She also doesn't sound like a machine gun. Exciting!
  

Oh!
Here she is!

Sewing Machine Hell.

I've had my sewing machine, Martha New Home, for 7 years.
My parents bought her used for me for my sixteenth birthday. I had been wanting a sewing machine since I was a little girl. They finally broke down and let me have one after my friend's mother taught me to sew.
I made my first quilts on her (that's how I learned to sew), taught myself how to make clothes on her, and I even brought her to college with me every year. She was also one of the only items I packed into my tiny Honda Civic when I moved half-way across the country to Madison.
We obviously have a long history together, and even through bunched fabric, broken needles, and bloody fingers, I've always been so thankful to have her.

Today when I sat down behind Martha with the goal of finishing a purse for my friend Marin, I was shocked to see that good ol' Martha New Home just quit pumpin' out those stitches for me.
I'm not sure if this is the end, but now I'm left wondering:

1. WHAT THE EFF IS WRONG WITH YOU?! AHH!!
   
2. Should I pay to get her repaired?
3. Would it be more realistic/less expensive to just buy a new sewing machine?
4. Can I afford this?? Really?!
   

I need advice!!
I'm feeling pretty lost here without my good companion.

(This is the only thing that could be appropriate right now.)
Oh Martha!!!

Mill-walik-A.

I'm not originally from Wisconsin, and that's why when I go to Milwaukee, I don't think of Beer, The Brewers, or Lake Michigan....I think of Wayne's World.

I like my soul much more now.

So, I finally put up my first Coney Island EP for free download at CLLCT.
I recorded it while I was on tour in Bismarck, ND. You can also hear Billy Mack and Chris Dempwolf on the last recording.
I hope you enjoy it!

Download it for free: Here!

Felt Alive.

The show this weekend was awesome. Thank you to everyone who was able to attend, it was a pleasure spending the evening with you! Everyone else, it's okay! :)
(I'll post more about it tomorrow.)


In other news:
My friends Cat and Edwin of Plum Union (Please go take a listen, they make absolutely beautiful music together.) stayed with us for a good portion of the weekend and we had some pretty interesting conversations. One particular conversation dealt with the craft of needle felting (probably one craft that I can't picture myself doing, at least not today.)
While looking for some good examples on google images, I stumbled upon this deviant.art page that equally amazes me and scares me half to death... leading me to this post.

FeltAlive

I never thought I would live to see the day
a felted Bob Dylan would be in existence.Photo by FeltAlive.


Conclusion: Scary/Amazing/Mostly scary.

Mad Men and Women.

So, I think basically everyone likes Mad Men, and I especially love the fashion, so I decided to Mad Men Myself.
And Jason! They even had his glasses!