Sunday Downloads: "Feel I Bring" by Aer

Summer time.  Easy breezy.  Just chillin' with my fellows kind of vibe. In an article I read about Aer their music was described as "music that finds its roots in reggae, acoustic pop and indie rock, with smooth guitar riffs and a strong rap component." Yep, I couldn't describe it any better. Enjoy.



Lyrics "Feel I Bring" by Aer

La la la la la

La la la la la la

La la la la la

La la la la la la
You like the feel I bring

You like the feel I bring

You like the feel I bring

You like the feel I bring

Block out haters, embrace my behavior,

My music’ll be your savior, later maybe later,

I can sing something for ya deliver it to your door then

Spread positive vibrations that’s what I’m about,

Take my phone, click remote,

Then you control the Bob Marley that can continuously flow

Through the amp, go to my hand, we sittin’ in my backyard,

Forgetting that life can be hard

You like the feel I bring

You like the feel I bring

You like the feel I bring

You like the feel I bring

Run out to the rope and hope you hit the water cold,

So you can soak in the kaleidoscope

Run out to the rope and hope you hit the water cold,

So you can soak in the kaleidoscope

The heat brings out my aura

Sends me out the door

I'm moving forward either way

Pass out on the floor

I'm waking up for more

Then falling into sleep again

You like the feel I bring

Gettin’ high with my guys slappin high fives,

Step aside I ain’t sittin on the sidelines,

Say what’s good if you see me fly by,

Feel I bring my vibes get you bye high,

Rep a side get denied simmer down now,

Listen up to my lyrics get a shout out,

Sname run the game and Piffs gettin with it,

Glove pass the bong to Coop to rip it

I Am - An Anti-bullying Campaign

Last Friday I left you with a positive message from Kid President. This Friday, as we part ways and head off for the weekend, I want to leave you with another positive message. A friend of mine's son was asked to be a part of the photo shot. The message here is so touching and inspiring I wanted to pass it along to you.

And I love the Titanium song and didn't even realize what the song was about. As much as I pay attention to lyrics, I missed the boat on this one.

Cupid’s Literary Connection #TheWVoice

Winner winner chicken dinner! Okay so I know I only made their lottery but hey, you can’t win if you don’t enter. Am I right, or am I right?

Pretty much, Cupid's Literary Connection is having a competition that’s similar to the television show The Voice (which I love btw.) Here is Cupid’s contest linky. Now they want me to post my query and the first 250 words on my blog, where it will be judged by four people. IF I’m selected, they will coach me on my entry, help me polish it and post it on their blog where a very nice list of agents will vote on their favorites.

Wish me luck. Here it is:

QUERY:

I’m seeking representation for my 72,000 word YA contemporary romance, SOUTH OF SUNSHINE.

Seventeen-year-old Kaycee McCoy, a girl with “yes, ma’am” ingrained in her DNA, has had her share of boyfriends, but she’s never enjoyed kissing any of them. When beautiful and worldly Bren Dawson moves to Sunshine, Tennessee, Kaycee falls for her, hard. In a small town where factory closings threaten your livelihood and religion curbs your behavior, coming out could only bring shame to her family. But Kaycee is swept up in a whirlwind of exciting new emotions, and lets her guard down. One night under a fat country moon, Kaycee’s best friend catches them kissing, and her whole world comes crashing down.

Deep-seated bigotry runs Bren’s family out of town when her life is threatened. In the wake of losing her first love, Kaycee is shunned by the townspeople she’s always trusted and a mother who prepares to send her daughter to evangelical home school to be fixed. Ultimately she must decide how much she’s willing to risk in order to gain their acceptance and be true to herself, even if it means losing everything.

250 WORDS:

Chapter 1

Dave Bradford’s tongue feels like a fat slug in my mouth. The bell rings, and I smack my lips off his and regret sneaking out of class early for this. I use the back of my hand to clear the slobber. He watches me, his brow creasing. It’s then I realize what I think is a smile on my face is more like a pucker of disgust. I show more teeth in hopes it looks like a grin—and not like a chimpanzee baring its gums.

“Do you like…kissing?” asks Dave. I can’t help but feel he’s asking more than he’s asking.

The locker hallways crowd with students. Someone bumps me from behind, and I jerk back to keep from slamming into Dave’s camel lips. The flinch doesn’t go unnoticed. Dave cocks a brow, waiting.

It should be an easy answer. A yes or no would do, but it’s not that simple. I’ve kissed lots of boys. Well, what I think would be lots for the average seventeen-year-old girl. If we’re talking, say, Becky Staggs—who has perused every set of lips this side of the Mississippi—then my lip-locking would be a drop in a bucket.

My first kiss, French kiss, was the single most disgusting moment in my life. Brandon Hayes, the boy I decided would be a fitting summer boyfriend between seventh and eighth grade, had been going out with me a whole two weeks. He pulled me under one of those big beautiful oak trees during the heat of summer. The butterflies in my stomach migrated to my throat. Their wings racked against my esophagus, trying to get the hell out of there. Before I could decipher why the moment felt so terribly wrong, he shoved his tongue into my mouth. It took a full thirty seconds of teeth gnashing and tongue lapping before I started to reciprocate. Or my best interpretation of what I thought I was supposed to be doing.

The moment Brandon set me free, I ran straight home, immediately called him and broke up.

“Kaycee?” Dave snaps his fingers in my face. I startle to attention.

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Thanks so much, coaches, for stopping by. I hope you liked my story, and I look forward to working with you...if you pick me.

Currently...

I've been really trying to blog more consistently lately, have you guys noticed?  So I saw on my buddy Liz's blog the other day a "Currently" post.  I thought it was a sweet way to share a little about myself.  So here goes.

loving – My life right now.  I feel so blessed because I have an amazing life.  Great kids (well 90% great.) A happy husband with his fancy new job.  A beautiful home.  A sweet baby girl, Sookie.  I think the only thing to complete my life would be if I got an agent…hint hint.

(My favorite picture of my baby girl.)

reading – Lover at Last by JR Ward.  It’s a book I’ve been dying for since last year when she announced it was coming out.  Once I'm done with this, I need to get some really good YA to revive my reading hunger. 

watching – Well I WAS watching The Walking Dead.  Dude, that show is da bomb.  I love it.  But alas, it’s over until October.  And when did they start ending shows so early and returning so late?  Didn’t they have longer seasons when we were younger? I remember as a kid season premiers were in September and they only took a break for Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years and ended in May.  Now it’s like these mini seasons from Oct-Dec, then Feb-April.  In the meantime, I watch The Haunted Collector.  That show is really cool and the evidence they catch is unbelievable.  As much as I love ghost shows, it’s a wonder I haven’t written a book about them yet. hmm.

 

thinking about – How I can get this writing career to take off.  What more can I do to get published?  How can I approach the next six months differently than the previous six months?  What other steps can I take or what can I actively be doing that can get me there?  These are the things I’m thinking about. I’m more than willing to do the hard work and see this thing through.  I’m ready.

anticipating - My writer’s retreat in May with my girlies!!!! I have such an amazing group of writer friends.  Girls I giggle with, dance with half bearded strangers, and solve all my writing problems with.  Our trip in May will not only be about writing but bonding.  XOXOs to you girls!

wishing  - My family lived closer.  My entire family is in Tennessee.  My parents are getting older and my step father has been in the hospital for over a week and I know my mom could really use my help, especially when he comes home.  I wish my boys could spend the weekend at Grammy’s.  I wish my boys could go fishing with their Opa.  I wish I could barbeque with my country ass cousins on the weekends.  But my life is here, and it’s wonderful, but I wish I could be closer.

making me happy – my home.  Slowly but surely I’ve been redecorating my home and each change I make, its becoming more and more like my style.  I got rid of the old heavy tapestry curtains the previous owner had in the kitchen and hung some beautiful new linen curtains.  I smile every time I walk into the kitchen now.  I can’t wait to get the curtains up in the bedroom, I’ll be grinning from ear to ear. Aren't they pretty?

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Sunday Downloads: "On Your Side" by New Gods

I really like the sound of this band.   And what a shocker, they're from Melbourne, Australia. (Dude, I have a serious illness here.) The video doesn't work for me.  I can only assume these new bands  try to make something creative and different with their videos but this falls flat.  So I suggest listening without looking.

Hope you enjoy.

Lyrics of "On Your Side" by The New Gods

My dear friend I understand where your coming from.

Sometimes I feel the same.

But in time you may find no matter where you run

You move further but the pain stays.

Now you most like a ghost when come around.

See you slipping out the back door.

If you can’t tell you friends then you might as well

Sometimes anger is the fastest cure

I’m on you side. Don’t try to hide away from me.

Reach out and give me your hand to hold onto.

No everything you were will fall into the sea

Whatever comes I’ll walk along the road with you.

In the street ???? night ???? left behind,

To look through other peoples windows.

Can you hear me calling calling out,

To come inside before the wind blows?

I’m on you side. Don’t try to hide away from me.

Reach out and give me your hand to hold onto.

Not every thing you were will fall into the sea

Whatever comes, I’ll walk along the road with you.

I’m on your side. These eyes are tired  and long to see,

Your face again, so come my friend and help me through.

Not every thing you were will fall into the sea

Whatever comes, I’ll walk along the road with you.

I’m on you side. Don’t try to hide away from me.

Reach out and give me your hand to hold onto.

Not every thing you were will fall into the sea

Whatever comes, I’ll walk along the road with you.

I’m on you side. Don’t try to hide away from me.

Reach out and give me your hand to hold onto.

Not every thing you were will fall into the sea

Whatever comes, I’ll walk along the road with you.

A Pep Talk by Kid President

Just because you might want to "do something awesome" this weekend.  :)

Sunday Downloads: "Broken Brights" by Angus Stone

Sunday downloads...on Wednesday. Oops.

I totally messed up and forgot to post this over the weekend.  So please, enjoy a lazy walk with Angus Stone, today.

I could probably fill a month of blog posts with Angus and Julia Stone songs that I love.  But today's song is from Angus' recent solo album. (And for those who may have forgotten, Angus and Julia Stone are from Australia. Aussie music for me is like crack.)  Before I introduce the song, I have to share a quick picture with you.

Here's a picture of a woolly mammoth (on the left):

Here's what a woolly mammoth looks like shaved:

What?!?! Who knew all that hotness was hanging out under that hair? Wow, just wow.

Okay, now that the completely shallow commentary is over, let's talk about his song "Broken Brights."  I love how the tone of Angus' voice and music seems to force you into a euphoric state of mind. I don't know what the song is about, so your guess is good as mine.  But what I do know, this song feeds my soul.  Enjoy.



Lyrics "Broken Brights" by Angus Stone

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Take me home.

Where them broken brights.

Are shining down.

Make me feel alright.

When we were young.

When we were young.

When we were young.

When we were young.

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Shake them bones.

Let me lust tonight.

We’ll grow young.

Make me feel alright.

When we were young.

When we were young.

When we were young.

When we were young.

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man, walking in the dark?

Is that the old man?