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Old Friend

I ran into an old friend this weekend. Strange how New York City is so big and yet you always seem to run into people from your present and your past. And it always happens in the oddest places. I believe that we somehow become connected to the people that we have encountered along the way and that we forever inhabit a small and finite orbit. That is the only way to explain away the ridiculously small likelihood it takes to run into people you haven’t seen in years in places your would least expect them. 

From the impact came this simple song. 

Come on Into My Kitchen

January - and I find myself spending lots of time in my lovely kitchen cooking (and eating) delicious food. I just moved to this apartment and the kitchen is fantastic - lots of space - new pots and pans. I’ve been having such a great time just experimenting with the new cast iron skillet and making crazy stews and chilis. Mmmm. And Pineapple upside-down cake. 

Cooking is a little bit like songwriting. You have an idea of what you are going for - what you are in the mood for - and you have to put it all together. Sometimes it’s tasty - sometimes it’s not and Klee gets it :) 

This song is about a kitchen. I was inspired by the warmth, light, and comfort as a contrast to the cold winter nights outside. I’ve been listening to a lot of folk music and wanted to write a throwback folk song. Here are the lyrics: 

Come on, come on

Come on into my kitchen

Come on, come on

I’ve got the love you’ve been missin’

Come on, come on 

Come on into my kitchen

Have I got the cure for you!

It’s warm, it’s warm

The light is on in my kitchen

It’s warm, it’s warm

You could use some nutrition

It’s warm, it’s warm

The light is on in my kitchen

Come on out of the cold!

I know, i know

She went ahead and left you lonely

I know, I know

You think you’re world is cruel and ugly

I know, I know

She thought you’re gonna go hungry

But I’ll always save a seat for you

Take off, take off

That old coat and your shoes

Shake off, shake off

That old frown from you blues

Take off, take off

That old coat and your shoes

And I’ll cook up a meal for you!

Jan. 1st 2012

Waking up on January 1st and listening to The Beatles on the radio in my kitchen. I think it’s going to be a great start to the new year :) Wishing everyone luck, happiness, and love in 2012.

Get with it

I’ve been so lazy over the holidays! And I’m having a great time. Spending hours on the couch reading “The Help,” trying to put my straight-as-a-whip hair into hair curlers and buying shoes is a welcome relief to the go-go-go of my average New York City musician’s day. My fingers are relaxing under their new coat of turquoise nail polish. 

But! There is a song I’d like to share with you that you haven’t heard nonetheless. This July my friend Erin and I wrote a song together and recorded it that very same night at home. We liked it so much that I got the idea to take my flip cam out to Central Park and film a lo-fi music video - I figured if we just press “on” we are bound to get something interesting from the New Yorkers around us - and we sure did! I just posted the final edited version on youtube last week.

Make sure to watch to the end - the best part is when the New York City Fire Department gets involved. Watch it here! 

It’s here! Apartment Christmas 2011

Dear friends, 

For the past three years, Composer Justin and I have been making a special holiday album with all our ridiculously musically talented friends. He has been doing this for a total of 5 years now - and it has really become a tradition. We all get together for one night of merriment and recording. It’s fun, it’s crazy, it’s stressful, and we get awesome music out of it :) 

Listen for free by clicking here or download and share with all your friends for the holidays! Makes a great gift. All the tracks were recorded live in our apartment! 

Happy Holidays everyone and enjoy the music!

Sasha 

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Photo by Gabriela Herman, Makeup by Tamar Lamour