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Oh, I’ve tried to think how I could have made it appear” - Aimee Mann

 

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How I grew up at Song School
Aug 26, 2009

(originally posted on Songwriting Scene at this link) 

Imagine spending a week in the mountains, surrounded by 150 other songwriters.  Imagine spending this week learning about your craft from some of the most accomplished writers in the music biz.  Imagine working on a song by the river, performing it at night for the warmest crowd you’ve ever played to, and then playing it again around campsites until 2am.  And imagine feeling such intense love and support from everyone there, that you feel you can do anything.

That’s what Song School is. It’s my yearly retreat.  My dose of grounded.  My one chance of the year to press reset, hug my inner artist, and feel good about what I do.

I attended my first Song School in 2005, drawn by the prospect of taking a class with Lisa Loeb (she was one of the guest teachers that year).  As a wee little freshman, I barely talked to anyone, and crawled into my tent alone each night.  But I loved it, and couldn’t wait to come back.

The second year, I hit my groove.  I played a song at open mic called “The Monkey Song,” and was greeted with cheers and applause.  People came up all week complimenting me, and some even asked if I had a recording.  “What?!  You want a recording of me?”

But I took the message to heart.  My junior year, I came back with my shiny debut CD in hand.  And year 4, I returned as the confident senior, deep in the midst of his first national tour. That’s what this place does to people.  It inspires us to grow, to take risks, and follow our truest inner passions.  I never would have believed I could be a touring songwriter, but with the love and support of this community, that’s just what I became.

The teachers I’ve encountered at Song School have been among the most profound influencers of my life.  Steve Seskin and Pat Pattison with their proven rules and tools.  Joe Craven and Billy Jonas with their groove and spontaneity.  Lisa Loeb and Melissa Ferrick with their writing exercises and discipline.  Peter Himmelman, who taught us we could all write a song in 30 minutes.  Mary Gauthier, with her amazing soul-cleansing self-loving wisdom.  I learned how to be a performer from Vance Gilbert and Julie Portman.  I learned how to sing my true voice from Ron Browning.  And I’ve seen people write their first song ever with Paul Reisler.

But even more, Song School is about community.  It’s a place where everyone is on the same level—from the beginning songwriter to the touring pro.  It’s a place where I setup my tent each August feeling like I never even left.  It’s a place where I get the biggest hugs, deepest conversations, most cathartic sobs, and hugest support of my year.  And all that amidst the most beautiful scenery you could possibly imagine.

This year was my 5th.  I guess I’m a music-junkie flunkie.  But luckily at this school, I can keep repeating my senior year, and always learn something new.

Ryan is a singer/songwriter (www.ryanmintz.com) and sustainable music activist (www.thegreenmusician.com).  
Song School takes place every August at Planet Bluegrass in Lyons, Colorado (www.bluegrass.com/songschool).

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“These are not times for the weak of heart”
Jul 25, 2008
Sometimes I just want to cry. In fact, I’ve been doing it a lot the last couple weeks. Twice it was Alanis’s fault. I recently downloaded her new album, and that bitch sure knows how to make me cry. (Don’t worry, my friends and I call her “bitch” affectionately). First it was her uber-emotional breakup song Torch. Now, I’m not mourning any breakups right now, but the intensity of her pain just reached through my white earbuds and pulled me into her dumbfounded loss. Then it was a bonus track called Limbo No More, a song which feels like she reached into my brain and scribbled down my inner insecurities. Lines ring so true to my nomad life, like “Nowhere’s been home, and I’m ready to be limbo no more.”

Other times, I cry because I’m afraid of not having a place to stay in the next city, or sad that I just left behind a wonderful boy connection in the last city.

On Sunday at my Brainwash show in San Francisco, I nearly cried during the set when I played Sunshine. For the past few months, I’ve been mentally directing that song to Samuel, whom I wrote it for, or anyone in the audience who needed the support. But that evening before the show, I decided I would consciously direct the song towards myself. And whaddya know… I felt the message so deeply, I nearly lost it.

I wonder what the audience would have thought if I let myself go there. Would they have felt uncomfortable? Or more connected?

Sometimes I cry because I’m so happy too. I think about how grateful I am that I’m living my dream. I remind myself that I’m somehow plodding through life as a fulltime musician (I still don’t know how) and that overflowing gratitude just brings me to tears.

I think it’s just an emotional time right now.

It’s getting to that point in the tour where the magic shiny newness of it has worn off, and the transition between cities is becoming a little harder on me. How can I be present in Seattle when I’m still dreaming of San Francisco, and fretting about Vancouver? Moving through such different cities is a drain on energy, because “every city has a soul” as Namoli Brennet sings on my new favourite CD. It takes work to adapt to the soul of the new place… and I have to do that on a weekly basis.

“These are not times for the weak of heart” I’m hearing Alanis tell me through my iPod right now.

I know I’ll move through this. I know it’s just a temporary blip on this adventure I call life. And so here at Kinko’s at 1am, I let myself have a tearful moment. And then I get back to work, and keep moving forward…

Peace, love, and music…
Ry
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Vegan Love on the Northbound Train
Jul 14, 2008
It’s a really amazing world we live in. I’m peering out the window of an Amtrak train at a fiery evening sun approaching the horizon. The rolling mountains of northern California are passing me by, bathed in their hazy golden light of sunset, as I finish dining on a vegan garden burger. Most of today I took a break from working, deciding instead to journal, read, and write a postcard. It feels good to give myself these breaks, when usually I load myself up with tasks that “need” to be accomplished. It’s important to remember to give ourselves these precious moments of downtime.

At the same time, it’s neat that I can be productive just about anywhere. For instance, my songwriter friend Tim just called from Boston to talk about booking a show in October. Five minutes later, I had my laptop fired up to go over the details. Give me my laptop and cell phone baby… and I can even book shows aboard an Amtrak train rolling through remote farmland! My aunt marveled the other day how I’m a real 21st century kinda guy, working and living a mobile lifestyle, and it’s moments like these I smile knowingly to myself about how right she is.

The neat thing about traveling by train, is that you pass through so many landscapes in such an intimate way. Planes are too high up, and highways are shielded from the communities they pass through. But trains… trains pass right through life, up close and personal. We’ve sliced through farms where the workers were tending to the rows of green bounty, we’ve skirted the edges of beaches where families were camping and surfers were surfing, we’ve rolled through towns where people were running their errands and taking a smoke breaks from work. Every hour it’s a new terrain. Desert, mountain, beach, city, valley, farm, suburb, metropolis. Amazing.

The west coast leg of this tour has started out strong. I had an amazing turnout at my CD Release Show in LA last weekend. I was just so moved to have so many supportive folks out there. It felt like a coming out party. My film cohorts and cousins and brother have never seen this side of me. So it felt really nice to get up there, deliver a bangup show, and say “hey, I make music now!” Highlight 1: I pulled out a silly song from 6 years ago that Meredith likes, and it turned into a big singalong with the whole room joining in! Highlight 2: I had the extreme pleasure of being accompanied by the rockin’ organic drum beats of my friend Tommy. He banged on the cajon, bongos, dumbek, and gourds… and it was so much fun to add that energy to the show.

So in an hour I’ll roll into San Francisco. Another week, another city, another bed. I find myself adapting well to this lifestyle. My goal is to be completely present in each city, enjoying what experiences it brings, savoring its unique people and restaurants, and then letting go when it’s time to leave. The letting go is hard sometimes, like saying goodbye to my best friend last night. But as I feel that little lump in my throat, I also crack a smile knowing that this week will bring new adventures, new friends, and new musical joys.

Peace, love, and music…
Ry
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Thank U Portland
Jun 17, 2008
Wow. Portland, I love you! My time here has been absolutely amazing. I feel like we belong together. Me and you. You and me. It makes sense. I’ve been reading about your fair city for years… how eco-friendly, activist, vegan, car-free, and nature-oriented you are. So it makes sense that I’d feel so wonderfully at home here.

Here’s a perfect example. Just now I was wandering the NE streets, with no particular destination in mind, and I came across a bar with outdoor picnic tables. It looked inviting so I went in to order a beer. Not only did they have a local organic beer (of course) but then I glanced at the food menu… all vegetarian delights. I’m currently drooling over the barbecued tofu with brussels sprouts and brown rice. An absolute mouth orgasm of wholesome goodness!! And the icing on the cake… free wireless! Seriously… a bar with vegan appetizers and local beers and outside picnic tables and free wireless?! Yes Portland, I love you.

I’ve performed two shows here so far, and they were my best yet of the tour. Portland Pride had such a great vibe on Sunday, and I felt such love and community from the parade peeps. There was such diversity and openness and positive energy. My set on the café stage felt very comfortable, and I felt very welcomed. There were some great listeners out there, and I truly felt I connected with people. I’m so thankful to everyone who stayed to listen, who came up afterwards, and who have sent me messages about the show. My gratitude runs deep.

Then there was last night’s show at the Chaos Café. It couldn’t have been a more beautiful experience. The night started with dinner at the venue, joined by my singer/songwriter friend Kelly Brightwell. We both enjoyed a super-tasty tofu curry with steamed kale and brown rice (another mouth orgasm). Kelly and I met a few years back at Song School, but there’s something about Song School that just means… instant community. You know you can relate with these people, no matter how much time and distance separates us, and it felt so warm and perfect to be sharing this meal with her. Then we set up for our show in the adjoining parlor. The space felt like a living room out of some hippy art commune… plush couches, funky art, candles on the tables, and low mood lighting. Kelly and I dubbed it the “love den.” I kinda wished I had a date to snuggle on the couches with :) The audience showed up, the show started, and that’s when the magic started. Connection. Listening. Sharing. It seriously felt more like a shared group experience than a concert. This was a place to listen to the music. It was so amazing to be on the performing end of it, opening my heart, sharing my experiences through music, and just feeling that people got it. Perhaps my favourite part of the night was at the end, when Kelly and I did an intimate-non-microphoned in-the-round. That’s when it got even more intimate. That’s when I truly felt people enjoyed the music. That’s when Kelly’s song “Somewhere New” made me cry. That’s when I got my first request ;)

I left the night feeling buzzed, feeling alive, feeling oh-so-grateful that I’m leading the life of a traveling musician, sharing such beautiful experiences with my fellow loving humans along the way.

So, Portland, you rock my world. Shoes off, sun shining, beer in hand, I’m a happy little musician. You’ve asked me to come back, and I’ll surely accept your request. I love it here, I love you all, and I love my life.

Peace, love, and music…
Ry
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The tour begins...
Jun 10, 2008
It’s been a week of trains, cafes and rainstorms. I’m on the 3rd stop of my tour… Chicago, Illinois. It’s all going amazingly smoothly. It actually feels extremely comfortable. For the first time in months, I feel a real sense of peace. I’m just flowing through each day, each experience, each city with very little resistance or stress. It’s kinda like this is what I’m meant to be doing. Crazy, huh?

Some things are going super-well. Like, in Detroit I had 2 great shows, sold lots of CDs, met tons of cool people, appeared in 2 articles, and even got some new fans. Other things aren’t so smooth. Like in Milwaukee I played to an audience of 4 before torrential rains and tornados kept me inside the rest of the weekend. I even missed the Indigo Girls because of the storms! Grrrrr! But somehow, those should-be disappointments didn’t really phase me. I was able to halt any feelings of sorrow before they took hold, and just look forward. It’s like, I was able to step back a few thousand feet and see that it’s all part of the journey. In the scope of a 3-month tour, each show is just a learning experience, and focusing on any one of them isn’t important in the long run. So, I’ve been able to use tools like finding the positive, practicing gratitude, and really just lightening up. Maybe that set in Milwaukee was an elaborate rehearsal for the next festival when I’ll have a huge crowd. Or maybe that one guy in the front row was truly touched by my music. Or maybe those teenaged lesbians went home and bought me on iTunes.

We never know how the universe is working for us. But I’m choosing to believe it’s working in wonderful ways. It’s like, because I’m following my true path, things are unfolding exactly as they should be. I may not realize how or why right now, but there’s just a fountain of trust. I’m not questioning. I’m just believing. I’m just visualizing. I’m just creating the world I want. All of the work I’ve done on the Artist’s Way this year has actually been really monumental in getting me to this place of acceptance and trust. “Leap, and the net will appear,” the book says. Somehow I keep leaping, and I haven’t been let down yet.

Thoughts that would normally clutter my mind are remarkably kept at bay. I’m not worried about money. I’m not worried about sucking. I’m not worried about getting around. I’m just kinda going along. And I think it’s because I’m on the *right* path that my mind has been so clear and optimistic.

Who’d a thunk?

Well, the open mic at Uncommon Ground is almost over, so I’ll sign out.

Peace, love, and music…
Ry
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Happy Birthday to Me
May 18, 2008
Last year I was in Paris on my 30th … seeing Monet’s Water Lilies, having a dreamy picnic along the Seine with my friends, and singing Spice Girls to an un-impressed French karaoke crowd. Ahh... it was the perfect way to ring in the new decade and forget about the fact that I was turning “old.” Yes, I wanted to be as far away as possible for that occasion.

This year, however, it’s all different. I didn’t want hullabaloo, presents, or even all that much attention. I just wanted a quiet day at home, working on my To Do list. I know, kinda lame, right? But that’s what makes me happy. Purging. Accomplishing. Organizing. That’s what lets us move forward, after all. I read a really cool book about feng shui and clutter clearing (by Karen Kingston, if you’re interested), and it really resonated. Clearing clutter doesn’t just make things neat and tidy; it clears space for more wonderful things to come into our lives. By clearing out the old, we welcome in the new. New possibilities. New adventures. New relationships. Maybe even that new (well, used) 1972 Guild acoustic guitar I’ve been wanting.

But since I’m an uber-introspective kinda guy, it only makes sense to bring some self-reflection into the day. Yes. A blog! Let’s call it my re-commitment to updating this thing more than once a year. Hah. So, yes, please check back often, tell your friends, and alert the milkman. Ry’s blog is back.

It’s been a long road since my last entry. Let’s see if I can recap it for you. I finished the CD. Loved the CD. Hated the CD. Loved the CD again. Mastered, duplicated, and released the CD. Went back to Chicago for work. Fell in love. Went back to Colorado. Had an awesome CD Release Show November 17 in Boulder. (Thanks sooooo much to all who came!!) Went to California to promote the CD to my old film buds. Lost my regular freelance gig. Got depressed. Spent winter in Chicago. Got more depressed. Visited London. Got super-scary-depressed. Decided to move to London with my boyfriend anyways. Started the Artist’s Way. Started pulling out of depression. Went to first Folk Alliance. Got to London in springtime. Got really motivated. Started living my ideal daily artist routine for the first time. Had tons of success booking shows and festivals. Got a huge burst of energy from that. Worked on my creative recovery with my Artist’s Way group. Dyed my hair purple. Started writing a book. Ate lots of yummy London food. Broke up with boyfriend. Went to Paris for a week to get re-centered and shed all the negativity of the last 6 months. Came back to Michigan. Turned 31. Wrote this blog.

Often on my birthday, I’ll journal about my hopes for the year. It just seems like a nice time to do that. But “hope” sounds so nebulous, and implies a sort of 50/50 chance of coming true. Perhaps then, I’ll state my intentions. I intend to continue my creative path. I intend to play tons of shows, promote my music like hell, and develop my performance skills. I intend to live my life fully. I intend to find a place in Boulder to settle down for a while. I intend to clear out that storage unit, and recycle/donate/sell most of the contents. I intend to finish my book. I intend to further my “Green Musician” mission. I intend to keep dreaming big.

In 2 weeks, I’m playing a CD Release Show for my hometown Michigan crowd. Then I set off on a tour that can be described as nothing but a whirlwind. Gay pride festivals, coffeehouse gigs, an Americana fest, and Green Musician workshops. I’ll be zig-zagging from the Midwest to Pacific Northwest to Colorado and all over again. Not exactly the most eco-friendly tour. But hey, it’s my first one! So, I’m being gentle with myself. I’m seeing this as a mega-learning experience. It’s also a big ol’ gift from the universe, gently urging me forward on my creative path. Thanks, universe!

Alright. I have to go pick up Indian food for my birthday bash. Woo hoo! Sag aloo, chana masala, and naan. Life ain’t all that bad.

Peace, love, and music…
Ry
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Halfway done!
Jul 3, 2007
Wow, so much has happened since the last entry. We are officially at the halfway point: 3.5 weeks down, and 3.5 weeks to go...
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Jun 16, 2007
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The Search Begins...
Jun 7, 2007
Yesterday on the plane ride to LA, an Alanis song came to mind...
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Happy Birthday to Me
May 18, 2007
I'm 30 years old
And this body's holding up pretty well
Not like that dishwasher with the 10 year guarantee
Or anything we make with our hands really...
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