
One of our houses old windows + a little elbow grease = my birthday present from Herman: a jewelry wrack. I’m obsessed! Is he not totally dreamy???? (at East Nashville)
First day off in a whiiiiiiile, my friends! Coffee with pollen and chess with Herman. #lovinlife #lifetagr (at East Nashville)
Writing something so freakin fun with Deano. #LoveMyLife! @deanberner @edensedge (Taken with Instagram at Country Jam - Festival Site)
Go EE!! Been hanging in the top 5 all week! @edensedge :) #radtastic (Taken with Instagram)
Yay!! Two new country artists I had the honor of writing for have maintained spots in the top 10 weeks after their releases! Go @edensedge & @kramergirl ! (Taken with Instagram)
He’s an over-tipper. No matter how tough his circumstances, it is his absolute joy to slap some astronomical tip on an unassuming waiter.
He always makes a big deal about how beautiful my mother is. Always has. Still does. And she is a stunner. But lots of beautiful ladies don’t get told enough.
He isn’t scared of the real world. In fact, he rather enjoys defying the real world.
He’s a big toaster. As in when he makes a toast, expect big laughs or teardrops. Or both.
There’s not a soul on the planet who’s quite like him.
He means a lot to so many people. There are Ken Veltz fans peppered across the globe.
He can sell anything to anyone when he’s passionate about what he’s selling.
He’s a dreamer.
People remember him. More like, it’s impossible for people to forget him.
If the game is “pass the ball around in a circle with your feet”, he’s in. If the game is “pass the ball around in a circle with your feet as fast as you can while singing Teenage Dream as fast as you can”, he’s in.
He has never given a shit who’s watching if he feels like singing, dancing, laughing, or being my Mom’s comedian. It’s gonna be loud and proud and if you’ve got a problem with that … “peel the banana” (one of his favorite phrases hahaha).
Subsequently, he makes perfect strangers think he is the raddest dude they’ve ever met.
When I was in school, if one of my friends needed help, it was always my house they’d head for.
He laughs louder than me, which is saying a lot. He also laughs a lot.
He’s a red blooded Italian but (true story) every doctor he’s ever been to, which from birth to now, you could probably count on one hand, tells him he has low blood pressure.
He is the type of parent that would do some really crazy shit to make sure his kid knew he was on their side. Angry jogger:) (inside joke)
He used to dare me to eat weird stuff.
He genuinely trusts his instincts.
He knew Adam was right for me the first time he overheard me talking to him on the phone … That’s waaay before we started dating. That’s many many months before I figured it out. Sidenote: he did not do that with any other boyfriends.
No matter how insecure or awkward I was as a kid, he maintained without any reservation that I was a beauty.
My Dad highly prioritizes talking. When I was a kid, particularly in high school, Saturday and Sunday mornings were often spent just talking with my family. We’d talk about philosophy, religion, politics, hopes, dreams, goals. Our kitchen was an open forum. I remember waking up to the smell of coffee brewing and the sound of my mother’s laughter and literally sprinting downstairs because it was so fun to just talk. I think those mornings taught me how to think. Knowing how to think leads to knowing how to communicate. I’m positive that those weekends led to a love of communicating, which I’m sure led me straight to writing.
Being unusual is highly valued by my Dad. And being unafraid of my own uniqueness was always encouraged.
He believes that something is guiding him to the right places. And so far, it’s never let him down.
He’s happy. He’s proud of his life and he says that he is often.
He’s still a kid. He’s that hippie that can’t wait to find out what happens next. My Mom is his girlfriend.
He’s an adventurer in every aspect of the word. The more colorful the path, the better.
His life is a story he’s writing about himself. And I guarantee that book would sell millions.
I love you, Dad. Getting raised by you is one of my favorite cool factors about me.
Happy Father’s Day.
Today is a big day for me. Edens Edge releases its self-titled debut record worldwide.
Four short years ago, around this time, I took a trip to Nashville upon the suggestion of songwriting Hall of Famer and friend, Kye Fleming. I was ready to start a new journey in music. I wanted to tell stories by way of writing songs (Kye’s specialty) for other artists in Nashville, the last great story-telling town where songwriters can actually make a living. Kye said I should try co-writing and let me jump into the room with some of her writers and artists to see if I liked it.
One of the artists Kye was working with was a trio called Edens Edge. Relatively unknown in Nashville at the time, Hannah Blaylock, Cherrill Green, and Dean Berner were fresh in from their home state of Arkansas, working jobs, finishing up college, and collaborating with Kye to develop their sound.
Our first cowrite:)
I remember sitting on their couch in East Nashville (they shared a big old house back then). My first thought was Damn! These people are beautiful! I don’t think I had even heard them sing at this point so the visual was the main impression. We sat down and started talking. As I got to know these extraordinary people, all I could feel was something along the lines of overwhelming love. Really. I already loved them. Each of them. They were nothing like me (Arkansas country kids, girl from New York City) but our hearts were talking. I could feel it. I knew we all got each other.
And then I heard them sing. It was breathtaking. It was light and refreshing like something new, but with a deep-rooted old soul. Whatever was swirling in the living room that day produced one of my very first co-writes ever, a song called “Love Leads Me Now” about these wonderful kids following their hearts from Arkansas to Nashville.
Love leads me now
And I’ll make my way somehow
I know the road I’m traveling on will be rough and long
But my feet will find the ground
Love leads me now
Dean was pretty shy back then but I’ll never forget the moment he suddenly said “big dreams, little wings” … those words found their way into the second verse.
Well, I was hooked. All at once, my addiction to songwriting and my love affair with these three kids began. On an adventure of my own, my husband and I decided to move to Nashville to give my two new loves my undivided attention. Both are thriving:)
Big machine recording artists, Edens Edge debuts their record today, June 12th 2012 and they are on Billboard’s hottest summer releases list. I co-wrote four of the songs on the album. “Skinny Dippin’” , “Who Am I Drinking Tonight” , “Liar”, & “Cherry Pie” … I’m over the moon and bursting with pride for each song and for those three kids who’s hearts drew me to Nashville.
Hey! The @edensedge record came out today!!! I wrote Skinny Dippin, Who Am I Drinking Tonight, Liar & Cherry Pie! Go to iTunes & getcha some! (Taken with Instagram)
Some of yesterday’s highlights: rooftops, backyards, dog cones, and grill outs. (Taken with Instagram at East Nashville)
I love @lbcolors ! What a lovely pre-birthday morning! :)))) (Taken with Instagram at East Nashville)
Watching ‘Never Say Never’ with Herman over a plate of greens and steak. #mitochondria (Taken with Instagram at East Nashville)
Decent pizza, peeps. #hangingwithHermanmakeseverythingbetter (Taken with Instagram at Five Points)
Herman & Carmine sitting on a couch. S-L-E-E-P-I-N-G. (Taken with Instagram at East Nashville)