One Star Review is getting shared on fancy websites. YEA.

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We did an interview for a local news station. And we learned that some certain fancy newsy sites think our video is silly and fun, and shared it.

As my sister said:

Who’s that between Miley’s bus fire and Mick Jagger’s confusion? OH YEA.

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Read? Work? This is my choice.

There are so many unanswered emails. A never-ending list of things, listed endlessly on my endless lists of things to do. Shall I tend to them tonight, with the last free moments of the day ticking slowly down? Shall I even, say, practice an instrument, or write a song?

No, no no. Not at the end of this dry, windy day. I shall instead pour myself another glass of stale beer from this old growler, dream about shaping myself into one of these people, and eat (almost) the tiniest slice of this, which is most certainly not raw and not vegan. Then I’ll pick up a book made out of actual pages of actual paper and read, snuggling with a tiny naked chihuahua. And nothing else.

One Star Review: a song for Supper

YOU GUYS I am so stoked, because Jared and I have finally made another video. It’s only been, like, way too long since we made the last one.

(Oh, and you can buy this song on Bandcamp.)

Here’s the story: Yelper Vero P. left The Supper Truck its one and only one star review. Amy, the owner of the truck, wanted to find a way to come to terms with this – so she wrote up some lyrics (in the shower, of course) and sent them over to me. Then we made a video.

This is, apparently, how music happens.

My First Year in Self-Employment

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The once-nice armchair. And, Daphne.

In this first year I’ve been self-employed, I started dating somebody amazingly wonderful, adopted a tiny dog, watched my cat slowly destroy the nicest piece of furniture I’ve ever purchased, and bought a soprano Martin ukulele that was made in the 19fucking20s. For reals.

I’ve also been playing music as a duo with the aforementioned amazingly wonderful partner, practicing ukulele, writing songs, paying too much for car repair, booking shows, and playing shows.

Here’s some more stuff I’ve done in my first year in self-employment:

IN MUSIC:

  • Recorded, pressed, raised funds for, and released a CD (yes, in that order) with said duo.
  • Practiced fiddle more—that’s been really great.
  • Got a regular schedule put together for video-creating and blog-writing (on my website), then, sadly, totally fell off that wagon.
  • Tried to come up with ways to keep myself on track creatively and learned that those ways didn’t do much to motivate me to focus. Sadface. But, happyface, I found that moving that analog deal over to the digital realm (I’m talking spreadsheet!) actually helps. Weird.

IN MONEY:

  • Childcare.
  • Tutoring.
  • Giving ukulele, voice, and beginning fiddle lessons.
  • Writing stuff (and getting paid for it—that’s a first).
  • Keeping records of income and expenses and hiring an accountant for the first time.

IN LIFE:

  • Built an addition onto the chicken’s tractor, then took it down because I moved. (Yeah, we moved the chicken tractor, and the chickens, too.)
  • Bought a 40-year-old sewing machine from a thrift store with high hopes for napkin, handkerchief, and merch-making possibilities. (One napkin down!)

Notice what I didn’t include in that list?

I’ll tell you. Working food service, among other things. As a person who has fostered perhaps an unhealthy amount of resentment for every “traditional” jobby-type-job I’ve held, it’s been a refreshing change this past year to not feel that sense of dread and anxiety—of being completely put-out—when the alarm goes off in the morning. Which is something I only realize when I remember the dark food service days (which is, thankfully, not often).

So, I’ve got to respectfully disagree with Pyragraph’s Shenandoah Davis when she urges,don’t quit your day job. If you’re like me and can’t deal with other people micromanaging you in the pursuit of their dreams, then you should totally quit your day job. Gotta go with Tonya Kay on this one, and say yea to no Plan B! Well, kind of. I mean, babysitting isn’t, you know, something I’m intending to do for a really long time or anything.

A year ago I did something exceptionally bold (if I may say so myself): I quit!

Quit the day job! And ventured forth into an unknown world where my schedule (or at least the money-making parts of the schedule) materialized a week beforehand or the week of, which was kind of terrifying. Babysitting, play show, tutoring, writing, sleep, repeat. It was the repeat part I was most worried about at first. I wanted things to repeat but didn’t know if they would.

But I’m not terrified anymore. Somehow I’ve been paying rent (although I haven’t paid a full year’s worth of self-employed taxes yet, so there’s that other terrifying experience to look forward to, yay). Maybe I should be taking Tonya’s advice and spending more time being like the amazing indie Danielle Ate the Sandwich, who I’ve been using as a sort of career-model. That woman is a social media-posting, ukulele-slinging, toothbrush-hawking, video-making machine.

I’m not going balls-out into Tonya Kay’s no-Plan-B approach, because I’m not sure how possible that is living in this rather tiny town of Albuquerque.

But, I think that it’s liberating being self-employed in lots of little side jobs rather than being employed in a series of life-sucking, soul-draining jobby-job side jobs. I mean, when I think about what my life looked like over a year ago, I feel liberated. Mostly I just feel comfortable in my new routine and don’t spend so much time wallowing in how hard my last day job sucked (but sometimes I do, because it DID suck, hard).

In the meantime, I’m still gonna babysit because I still need to provide furniture for my cat to decimate, right? A girl has her responsibilities.

Originally published on Pyragraph.com.

Two more new videos

Here be two more videos from this FUNADAY experiment I most ill-advisedly got myself into. The first is one I wrote about the amazing wonders of amazingly wonderful Irish cheese. The second contains a suggestion that once you grate the cheese, it would be best to wash the grater immediately to save yourself heartache. The song is basically a meditation on dishtopia.

Buy this song on Bandcamp.

And hell, why not this one too?

Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me!

Today we were happy to discover that a Sage and Jared’s Happy Gland Band song appeared on NPR’s Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me! (Thanks for letting us know, Aunt Val!)

Our song appeared after the Bluff the Listener segment. The listener-contestant unfortunately didn’t select the correct answer, but maybe he could have if he were better acquainted with his Happy Gland Band songs (which, as you may know, are available on iTunesAmazon, and CDBaby.)

Vegetarian

This is a song about wanting to be a vegetarian, but, you know, not going through with it.

You can download this song here.

Digital Downloads for my YouTube videos… this is happening, finally!

Just set up some digital downloads through BandCamp. (I am very stoked about this!) Here’s the idea: recordings from my YouTube channel will be available through my brand spanking new, intoxicatingly exciting BandCamp page. CDs and other articles of merchandise are still available through other channels.

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Here’s how to buy Sage Harrington music:

Brand new, very exciting BandCamp page!

Also:

My Web Store!
CDBaby: my solo CD, Happy Gland Band CD
iTunes: one CD, two CD
Amazon: red CD, blue CD

Oh, and just to clear things up: this is not Sage and Jared. Not the Happy Gland Band. This is something else entirely.

Charismatic Megafauna

This time, a song about the wonders of nature, ordinary creatures, freakish creatures, plus what you can do to help them not become freakishly ordinarily extinct.

You can download this song here.

Altitude Airs

And now for something completely different! A video about airplanes and the people who ride on them. Ride in them? Sit in them? Fly them? No, fly on them? As they hurtle through space at mind-bending speeds? Yes, that. All of those. It’s about all those things.

This is a downloadable song. See?