We Gather Together

My computer works.

Not a particularly noteworthy announcement from a blogger, I know.  But being without my computer for weeks makes these words sing off the screen with all the vibrato of a Wagnerian soprano.  Sing it with me, “Maaaai com-pu-tor wo-(trilled r)-ks-ah!”

With more crashing fatigue than its user, my machine refused to stay awake for more than a few minutes at a time until finally deciding to take a two-month-long nap.  I don’t know what woke it from its slumber, but it seems to be up to working 85 – 90 % of the time now.  I’ll type fast just to be safe.

I’ve had these few months to consider the tortures virus writers should endure.  I naturally find cruel and unusual punishment abhorrent, but my recent fantasies have included images of stripping said offenders naked in public where they’re met by Lorenzo Lamas and a laser pointer, Charlie Sheen and an Epilady Classic, and Joey Lawrence and over-the-counter cans of spray tan.  Although I can’t be certain it was a virus that caused the trouble, it still seems good policy.

Anyway, I’m happy to get to post something before Thanksgiving arrives.  Fingers crossed, I’ll be back with more after my tryptophan-induced holiday rest.  I hope you enjoy my new arrangement of “We Gather Together.”


- Anita, Noted in Nashville

You’re Not ‘The One That Got Away’

Well, hello there!  It’s been a while.  I’ve enjoyed catching up on your blogs this week.  Thank you for making me feel missed and welcomed back.

There are many, many songs written about “the one that got away.”  But what about the one that didn’t?  And by that I mean, what about the one that didn’t, but you wish had?!  Here’s a song I wrote on that subject a few years ago.

My inner grammar cop compels me to point out the flaw in the title.  But no one says, “the one who got away” now do they?  So artistic license wins over language laws this time – like a lot of times.  In fact, anytime you find an error in my writing, just chalk it up to “artistic license.”  Oh yeah, I totally meant to do that. . .

Have a great weekend!

- Anita, Noted in Nashville

Taking a Beat . . . or 2 . . . or 12

Well . . . that was certainly an abrupt break from the blog!  I’m sorry to have left some of your comments hanging, for leaving some blog awards unanswered, and for disappearing from your posts without a word.

Big D and I welcomed some unexpected opportunities and surprising changes.  All good.  But the blog had to take an immediate back seat, and a flight out the proverbial window soon followed – leaving my blogging manners to twist in the spring breeze.

I think of you all often, and I look forward to catching up with all of your blogs in August.  Now . . . it’s time to take that summer break I planned all along.  :)

Have a great summer!

- Anita, Noted in Nashville

Fear Itself: Awareness, Part III


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Part III Catch up on Fear Itself: Awareness, Part II here. A wise man once told me, “Aware people are happy people.”  I have questioned the authenticity of this pearl from time to time – especially at the height of … Continue reading

Irish Soda Bread Success


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Happy Saint Patrick’s Day! I am a wee bit o’ Irish.  I’ve always thought that wee bit was my funny bone.  But the only proof I have is that I find Conan O’Brien’s self-deprecating humor hilarious.  Using that logic, I’m … Continue reading

Fear Itself: Awareness, Part II


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aware – knowing that something (such as a situation, condition, or problem) exists feeling, experiencing, or noticing something (such as a sound, sensation, or emotion) knowing and understanding a lot about what is happening in the world or around you … Continue reading

Fear Itself: Awareness, Part I


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I wasn’t always afraid to sing or perform in front of others, of course.  Phobias aren’t delivered when we are.  “Congratulations!  It’s a girl . . . with Friggatriskaidekaphobia, Social Anxiety Disorder, and Ablutophobia, so good luck with her first … Continue reading

You Tubular

You Tubular

When You Tube suggested I make a commercial to boost my channel’s ratings, the words “cross promotion” came to mind.  What a brilliant idea they had!  Get more people to view my videos, and lure them over to the blog.  After just a few days of running the commercial, I noticed that my number of You Tube subscribers had jumped up by ten.

And then I got reading glasses.

That number was a little smaller than I originally thought. . .  By nine.

So, the bad news is that my near vision has declined.  But the good news is that my distance vision has improved by a lot since college.  An allegory for life?  Let’s hope so.


And with my long-distance visions in mind, I put together a long-overdue demo of my studio work – a vocal sampler like a box of Valentine’s chocolates.  Please let me know if there are any you’d like to spit out.

P.S.  The first song is a sneak peek (or would that be a near hear?) of our new song, coming soon.

- Anita, Noted in Nashville