I had high hopes for this blog post, which I am writing one day after arriving home from NERFA, the Northeast Regional Folk Alliance — an inspiring gathering of folk, acoustic, blues, roots, americana and contemporary singer-songwriters and musicians from around the Northeast and Canada.
The trip had been planned for months, including a role as host of an evening-long showcase of talented songwriters and performers in my hotel room in honor of this blog, as well as five showcases with my folk/pop harmony duo, Sweet Bitters. My duo partner, Nina Schmir, and my husband Shannon joined me for the weekend, which fell on my birthday, and everything went just as I had planned — the Songwriting Scene showcase was well-received and Sweet Bitters got some terrific feedback. I took some great video and photos of artists that I especially enjoyed (I still plan to post them, by the way), including the roots duo Beaucoup Blue, Portland, Maine-songwriter Putnam Smith, and my good pal, Mark Allen Berube. I planned on penning a blog post filled with details of tuneful fun at a song-soaked weekend.
Instead, my most prominent thought at the moment is how I wasn’t being honest with anyone that weekend, not even myself. And after becoming mesmerized by the refreshingly candid and honest songs of Ithaca, NY-based Joe Crookston, it occurred to me that I haven’t been honest in my songwriting lately, either.
The truth is that it was incredibly tough to make it through the weekend of NERFA, which traditionally includes super-late-night showcases that mean attendees are up until 3 or 4 in the morning; a two-and-a-half hour journey from my new home in New Jersey each way; and various lugging and lifting of instruments and equipment. It’s a famously tough gig for anyone who heads up to the conference, but so much so for me that I nearly cancelled all of my well-laid plans at the very last minute.
That’s because I’ve struggled mightily with a chronic muscle pain condition for the past five years, and I’ve felt particularly bad over the last couple of months thanks to a host of factors that include some exhausting business travel, the stress of trying to sell our former Brooklyn apartment, and a move to the Garden State. I spent much of the NERFA weekend in moderate to more-than-moderate pain, simply trying to push through until I could make it home, knowing I’d be paying for the over-exertion in the coming days and weeks. I felt envious many of my fellow singer/songwriters’ (seemingly) boundless energy and ability to perform regularly, record endlessly and tour like the traveling troubadour I had hoped to become (at least part-time) before discovering my painful and frustrating limitations.
As I admired the often brutally truthful songs of some of my fellow performers, it occurred to me that I was no longer writing about anything current and real in my world — instead, I was making up stories or harking back to old, tired breakup themes I’d tread many, many times before (in my former brutally honest navel-gazing post-divorce songwriting stage).
But these days I’ve purposely stayed away from writing about themes that truly reflect the issues I’m experiencing right now — the health/pain issues (could anything be more self-absorbed?); the deep intimacy I’ve developed with my husband (too corny); our recent decision not to have children (hardly a historically hit-making theme); or my ever-present preoccupation of late with my road to middle age (Lord, how boring! Who would possibly care?).
But this music-filled weekend, which turned into a complex mixture of laughter and anxiety, pain and passion, friendship and envy, made me realize that I’d really like to explore issues in my songwriting that, while not traditional themes of, say, relationships or heartache, are ultimately about life as I — and, really, all humans — experience it.
Are there any themes in your own life that you feel are “off limits” in your songwriting? That just seem too raw or frightening or personal to tackle? I’d love to hear about them.
And…a fully-fleshed NERFA roundup post is in my near future. Thanks to all that attended or performed in the Songwriting Scene showcase! :)
I’m ready to press “Publish Post.” Here I go. Right now. [Deep Breath].