Sunday, October 11, 2009

Sober Nixon

No, the title of this post is not a speculation on the physical state of any past president or anyone else. As you may know if you visit this space with any kind of regularity, Sober Nixon is the name of my... for lack of a better word... band.

You see, I always have wanted to sing. Always, always, always. I realized in high school that I had a pretty good voice, but I also realized I didn't have the greatest pitch in the world. So I concluded that I couldn't sing and had to content myself with merely singing along with my favorite records in secluded places. Well, long story short, a stint in a fake band with some co-workers three years ago lead to some singing lessons, and that lead to better pitch and, more importantly, greatly improved confidence. I know my limits (for example, harmonizing by ear is not my strong point), but I've realized that I can, in fact, sing. Some even say I sing very well.

So I have taken this new found knowledge and put it to good use. In addition to becoming a karaoke addict, I have spent the last couple of years finding musicians to sing with. Sober Nixon is the current vehicle for my warbling hobby. We play open mics, mostly, but last Wednesday we had a real gig. We were the first band on the bill at the Rockit Room. Since I don't write music (that's the next challenge), Sober Nixon is a cover band. We did do one song on Wednesday that our guitarist wrote, but in general, she keeps her original material separate from Sober Nixon's song list. You'll never hear us perform currently overplayed numbers like "Love Shack" or whatever has topped the charts more recently, but if you like the Monkees, the Beatles, Nick Lowe, Blondie, Fairground Attraction, the Go-Go's and the Bangles (early Bangles only), then we're your kind of cover band.

One day I would like to be in a band that writes its own material, but for now I'm happy to sing the songs I've always imagined singing when I hear them on the radio or through my iPod headphones as I jog. So here's to more Sober Nixon shows. Hopefully you'll be able to see us at a club near you soon.

Monday, October 05, 2009

From September To October

My, but time flies. Especially when you don't update your blog as regularly as you once did. So here's a little summary of a few things I've been up to since my last post.

I went to Hawaii for eight glorious days last month. And it was, in fact, glorious... until the end of the trip when my sister and I were bitten by bed bugs in our five-star hotel. That's right. We got the hotel to clean our clothes and luggage, and they did comp us for the nights we were bitten. But only after some negotiation. I can only say I'm glad the bugs didn't get us until the end of the sojourn because they are a major buzz kill. At least I didn't bring any home with me (knock wood).

Since my return to San Francisco, I have been rehearsing with my little cover band, Sober Nixon, because we have a show coming up! It's on Wednesday, and I'll let you know how it goes once it happens.

This past weekend was jam-packed full of fun beginning with Carla's birthday party Friday night. Those of us in this photo (birthday girl Carla is in the center wearing white) began the evening with about 25 others at Bossa Nova in SOMA for delicious Brazilian food. After dinner ended at about midnight, most everyone else headed to Mezzanine to go dancing, but I went home. I needed to rest up for my big Saturday, which included rehearsal for the Sober Nixon show, seeing my rock 'n' roll boyfriend Nick Lowe perform at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass in Golden Gate Park and then meeting Erin for an evening of wine and socializing.

Then yesterday I went to Vanessa's all-day breakfast birthday party. Is anything better than having pancakes, bacon and mimosas at 4:00 in the afternoon? I think not. And that brings us to this evening which finds me watching the new television drama Trauma as I write this post. Trauma is a terrible show, but my friend Katarina is in tonight's episode, so yay! I'm happy to tune in to see her, even if the show isn't worthy of her or her talent.

Otherwise, I'll just be singing songs through Wednesday night.