A life in Song

I am uniquely blessed in that I have always had support from my parents when it comes to my musical aspirations.  From the time when I first told my parents I wanted to sing in the school Talent Show at four, to when I told them I had joined a bawdy all-female folk band that performs at the Renaissance Faire, my parents have always been there to lend their support.

It's because of their active role in my musical education that I can claim a wide range of musical influences and preferences, based largely on their own individual tastes.  My mother loves Beethoven, Sondheim, Bernstein and Mozart, while my father loves Lennon, McCartney, Plant, and Mercury.  Somewhere between memorizing all the colors of Joseph's Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat and asking my father if Paul McCartney had been in a band before Wings, a musical mishmash of styles and sensibilities evolved, which gives me my unique stylistic approach.

There are no sacred cows for me.  No music so important it can't be appropriated into something new and different.  While my style might be irreverent, it's what speaks to me, and I hope it speaks to you as well.