Unleash your voice

Unleash your voice, unleash your power.

Raised by a dad who had a PhD in Physics, (musician and rally driver on the side) and a mom who was a Clinical Psychologist (spiritual discoverer, and writer),  I learned from a very early age how to mix/meld/use the two parts of my brain efficiently.  //left brain and right brain well.

It wasn’t until later, when depression hit and anxiety went through the roof – that I really considered any of it. I had always sung, always written, always danced, always painted and never felt a smile.  My music was dark, and behind a happy, smiling, optimistic face, I was battling dragons in my mind.

I was always a wandering soul – experimenting with many things; but two passions really struck – ecology – the safety of the environment, and music – that all too terrifying form.  I wanted to save the world. But how? How could I make a difference in the world?

How could I be the change?

Well, it wasn’t long after I left UCSD that I encountered a musician who showed me what a real jam session could be – where the musicians are so in tune, so in sync with each other, that effortless improvisation can happen on stage.  It was the Grateful Dead, and I was in love – not with the music, but with the discovery of how far music could transcend the soul.  Research has shown (back that up) that when two musicians start playing together, their brains sync up.

I was enthralled. Still not happy, but I was becoming aware.  Still not happy. Still not happy. Never happy. Smiling always, but never happy. My piano playing was a testament to that.

I started teaching – music. Guitar, voice, and piano, and did quite well at it. The music wasn’t the fun part – it was with where I could go with my clients. In these sessions, we traversed time and space, met cool people that we didn’t even know, and grew to develop a close bond.

It was magical. I will never forget those lessons where life took on a whole new meaning. When the student left, I would breathe in peace. Breathe in something new. Breathe in excitement.

And then…disaster struck.

Something marvelous, really.  One of my clients got an opportunity to open for Jay-Z. Wow, I thought – this is really cool.  Except it wasn’t.  He wasn’t ready, and he hated the song he had written that had become his top hit. He was a prisoner to a song.

We had one month – 8 sessions total – to transform his voice //

There was nothing to do but try :

to jump into an unknown land

to teach him the style that I had honed in private

to transcend the boundaries of what it meant to be a vocal coach.

As his voice changed, so did he. Shoulders relaxed, confidence grew, and he’d come in excited to share what he had discovered. It was a very colorful experience.

He was ready when the time came.

So when you say you want change – do you really want change?

Do you want to expect that your world is going to change and end, and be rebuilt again?

Rebuilt on a strong foundation. But sometimes, demolition needs to happen. Sometimes we can only tear down to rebuild.

… I call it creative destruction. it’s something powerful, something new – where you reach untold realms. But you’re never quite the same after that.

Will your world view change? Probably.  Will your destiny shift? Possibility.
What I do know is that something powerful is about to happen.

When we unleash your voice together, you will be unbound.

 

Ready for anything – for the great adventure.

 

to see what life has in store.

 

 

 

 

 

the happiest I am with students is when they reach a new level of discovery – spiritual, emotional, written.

Metal Matt – 1st sesh

Matt Wolf – Cobblepot

Shane hall – warmth in his heart

Dom – when he heard colors in sounds for the first time as pitch

Jacob – several – dancing under the trees and moon, the way his voice moves like water and how beautiful we sounded together

//I am not saying this to scare you. I’m letting//

 

into something profitable./// I wanted to help him, but I also had the selfish reason of wanting him to become big so that I could ////

//PTSD, bipolar, whatever you want to name it – I had a moment where I needed to go underground for my own safety.  I had reached the limit.  //