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Friday, April 30, 2004
 
BUFORD NEEDS YOU

Poor, poor kitty. The namesake of our band, Buford, has been very, very ill this past week. He had to go in for emergency kitty surgery and now there's a bill of many thousands of dollars for Amy to pay. A "Buford Surgery Fund" has been set up for him. I'm going to copy Amy's journal entry today below. If you have a few dollars to spare, please be a loving person and donate to a good cause.

FROM: WATCH WHAT HAPPENS
30 April, 2004
Buford update and plea for help

Well, here's how its gone down:

Buford, kitty extraordinaire and namesake of the band, starts acting lethargic last Tuesday night. He stops eating.

Wednesday, I take him to vet and he has high fever. Bloodwork is done and he is IV hydrated. Bloodwork comes out normal. He is given aspirin and I'm sent home with antibiotics. They call it FUO (Fever of Unexplained Origin).

Thursday, the temp is still up. More hydration in the next few days. Steroid given to stimulate appetite. Still not eating. We're now looking at possible cancer or heart failure.

In the next few days, x-rays are taken. It seems that his liver, lungs and heart are all above his diaphragm and being compressed. An ultrasound is ordered. He is taken to another facility for this.

Ultrasound shows a diaphragmatic hernia. Either he's been involved in some sort of trauma that has lodged his liver and some fat above his diaphragm (where they're not supposed to be), or this is a congenital problem.

By the next Wednesday (two days ago), I'm at a surgeon's office about an hour away from here. Man, this place is nice. Surgeon looks very young - yikes. Surgeon confirms diagnosis of diaphragmatic hernia. Not sure why its become an issue NOW if he's always lived with it, but this does sometimes happen. Suggests surgery. Oddly, he starts eating again this day.

Yesterday, he has the surgery. Liver and fat are moved below the diaphragm. One of the lobes of the lives has a tumor on it, which is removed completely, along with that lobe. It may be cancerous, or it may not. Waiting for the labs to come back. His heart looks good - it is not failing. If the tumor is cancerous, it may come back and it may not. If it is, and it did, that would HORRIBLE for him to go through all this only to lose his life to cancer. Hoping that's not the case. He's doing well, walking around in his cage I'm told, and I'm waiting for the final call back.



So...the ultimate bill (including my own vet's charges) will be approximately $2500-2900. This is not an amount I have sitting around as a non-solvent musician. This is the source of unending embarrassment and self-flagellation to me. I wish I could just do this on my own, and I've started to pay it already. But I need to pay the balance when I pick him (most likely today) - they are not lenient on these things. So I'm making a pitch for donations to his cause. I hate to do this, but I'm doing it anyways.

If you'd like to donate, click the button below. I believe you can just use any credit card, or if you have a paypal account, you can use that. Paypal is what we use for our online CD orders and its ebay's method of payment, so this is not a sketchy or unsafe method of payment. I am very careful about these things, so trust me on that.

If you want to help out, my undying thanks in advance. I've already been amazed and touched at how many people have helped him out, thought about him, prayed about him, drew pictures of him, put out photos of him, cried about him, etc. That means more to me than I can ever say. All over a little orange kitty.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.






Monday, April 19, 2004
 
THE MEASURE OF SUCCESS

Tonight I'm sitting at my desk with mixed feelings. I'm elated and angry all at the same time. I've got two stories intertwining as one here, so I'll try to be as clear as possible so you can follow along.

First, I've decided to try the online dating thing again. I don't know if I'm a glutton for punishment or smart for keeping all my options open - that has yet to truly be determined. Anyhow, I had someone contact me who was attractive, extraordinarily cool, passionate (his word) about music - just seemed like a cool guy to get to know. Then came the kicker: he's 21. He's into dance and techo music (something I'm not) and started a label with a friend.

I immediately told him that I was not comfortable with the age difference, and when he asked if I could keep an open mind, I realized what a hypocritical asshole I would be if I didn't. I decided to talk to him, and for the past week or so we've had some great conversations. I told him about our gig in NJ this weekend and knew we'd talk all about it when I got home.

Our gig in NJ was another opener for GROOVELILY. There were hundreds of people there, the sound kicked righteous ass, and we sounded amazing and gave the best performance we ever have. At the gig was N, our hopeful-soon-to-be booking agent we've been in negotiations with for a year now.

Throughout the year N gave us numerous things to work on and change in the show - all of which we did to great response and great success. This performance was the decision-making performance for her, and I think she'd be hard-pressed to find anything wrong with it. It just felt so alive and so magical, and the audience reacted to that too. They were laughing, clapping, shouting out requests, just such an amazing bunch of people. They also bought tons and tons of merchandise from us.

We left the venue on the biggest high EVER, knowing that we kicked some New Jersey ass and feeling pretty damn good about it. We also got to stay in this BEAUTIFUL B & B called Les Laisons, whose motto is "Sleepovers for Grownups." If you're ever in the Maplewood, NJ area, look them up LES LAISONS. Ask for Art or Libby and tell them All About Buford sent you.

We got back to Boston today feeling really happy and knowing that we're part of something that's musically, emotionally, and hopefully soon financially rewarding.

As I knew, Mr. 21 IM'd me and asked me how the trip was. I told him all about it, and how happy I was. We then had a brief conversation about how great it would be to do music full time and make a liviing at it, and this conversation followed:

Mr. 21: a bird in the hand
Mr. 21 [9:46 PM]: or dont put all your eggs in one basket
Mr. 21 [9:46 PM]: and other assorted bird proverbs
Divataunia [9:48 PM]: what's up with the bird references?
Mr. 21 [9:48 PM]: why did i make other ones before
Divataunia [9:49 PM]: huh? you've totally confused me here
Mr. 21 [9:49 PM]: dont bet on the music
Mr. 21[9:49 PM]: thats what i was trying to say
Divataunia [9:49 PM]: wow. hmm. i'm just not even sure how to respond to that
Mr. 21 [9:50 PM]: oh
Mr. 21 [9:50 PM]: don't take that the wrong way
Mr. 21 [9:51 PM]: i'm not saying "your music sucks, keep your day job" I'm saying "sucess in the music business is finicky and often fleeting, keep your day job"

I was so taken aback by this - and as I told him, very disappointed. This was coming from someone who said that music was the only thing that mattered in his life, and that he was passionate about it. I told him that I was insulted.

The thing is, there's different things that upset me. First, he's 21 and I'm 32. I'm been paid as a vocalist since I was 18 yrs old (and as a trumpet player when I was 16). I've been working in the music business for 14 years, so to say that to me is just insulting. And yes, I DO have a day job, but I work IN the music business working with unions, contracts, work dues, annuities, etc with musicians and staff. AND, not only do I perform on a regular basis and get PAID for it, but I also do a ton of the behind the scenes business for the band as well. So, would you agree with me here that I just may possibly have a clue about how the business is?

Next, he's never seen or heard the band. He has no idea what kind of following we have, what type of music or appeal we have, what type of talent we have. None.

And lastly, there are people ready to shut me down ALL the time and tell me that music will never work and that it's just not a "career." As Amy said, people generally know that it's "a tough business" and therefore feel that they can offer an expert opinion that it won't work for me - and most of the time without me actually asking for their opinion. Sorry, but I have enough of that kind of thing to fight against on a daily basis and I'm certainly not going to invite someone into my life to tell me the same thing. I just refuse to have that type of person close to me now. My parents aren't even allowed to get away with that. (although they still try)

There seems to be a constant struggle with being a musician that has absolutely NOTHING to do with music: acceptance and support. I feel like I'm constantly battling with people about pursuing what I love. There's two different things: 1) the battle of "don't quit your dayjob"/ tough business and 2) the battle of fame vs. success.

There is really only one thing that makes me truly happy: music. I will not EVER give up on having that be a reality for me. I absolutely WILL NOT. I don't care if I have to work twenty tough-ass years to do it, I will. For me, sitting behind a desk is like waiting to die, and I don't want to be dying - I want to be living. I bust my ass, and as many friends and family who get pissed off at me for never being around, they could never argue that I'm not a hard worker. I am. I work really hard juggling work, bills, life, and a music career so that SOMEDAY, I will see the results of my hard work.

I don't want people to remind me of the security of insurance and 401 K plans and a regular paycheck. I don't want people to tell me that it's a "tough business." I want people to tell me that it's rare that someone pursues their ACTUAL dreams and good for me for doing it. If you can't say that, then shut the hell up.

Also, just for the record, FAME does NOT equal success. What people don't seem to understand is that for most musicians, years and years of hard work, struggling, and love go into building a career they can live off of. Not everyone gets handed a Brittany Spears life, and that doesn't equal success.

Success to me is doing what I love and making enough money to be comfortable. So many people go to work and complain about their jobs day in and day out. Sure, they make a lot of money, but they HATE their job. Is that success? Because if it is, I don't want any part of it.

Now, Mr. 21 didn't mean to be insulting. Of course he was just naive and foolish for saying what he did. I'm not really upset with him as much as I'm upset with the general notion that *I* can't do it and should play it safe.

I'd rather be poor, living in a box and singing than slaving at a desk crunching numbers and resenting my life.

Monday, April 12, 2004
 
SWIPED FROM WES!

My sister would be proud (she's an advanced placement English teacher)! I am a MASTER of the english language. Fuck yeah! Who you tellin?!?!



You are a MASTER of the English language!

While your English is not exactly perfect, you are still more grammatically correct than just about every American. Still, there is always room for improvement...


HOW GRAMMATICALLY SOUND ARE YOU

Tuesday, April 06, 2004
 
TEST YOUR HIP-HOP LINGO.

Don't say you're Auntie Taunia never did anything for you!

Just for you, all two of my loyal readers, I have created a
special Hip-Hop Crossword Puzzle. You must think creatively here!
Put on your backwards baggy-ass pants, big gold chains, and do-rags and see how many of these you can get!

I'll post the answers in the comments column, but please also post
and comment on how you did!


TAUNIA'S SUPER-COOL HIP HOP CROSSWORD

Monday, April 05, 2004
 
ON THE RADIO....CORRECTION - DATE(Sing it, Donna!)

I have NO idea how I finagled this, but I got us booked
to appear on the Matty in the Morning show on Kiss 108 FM
to promote our upcoming DVD release concert!

For those of you NOT in the Boston area, I'll tell you that
they have a HUGE listenership - like 100s of thousands and they're
(I think) the #1 morning show in the Boston area for contemporary
pop music.



If you get Boston radio, turn your dial to Kiss 108 (107.9) around
8:00 on THURSDAY, April 8th. We're scheduled for 8:10 - plus or minus
a few minutes.

We'll be doing a little jingle for them and promoting the show!


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