Home is where the Heart is.

Let’s face it. You live with yourself, your face your hands for the rest of your life. I remember, back when I was bursting into ‘teen-dom’ being struck with the notion, hit with the plain truth that I would be stuck with me forever and it was right there, just between myself and my reflection where I came to the conclusion that there was only one way. I just had to accept myself.  I think it may have also been the first time that I realized I wasn’t just a daughter, sister or kid, but that I was my own entity and from then on, it was my life, MY very own life. I had no idea at the time what life would be about, but I sure hoped that it would be bigger than my parents rules, school bus seating, bedroom decor, fashion, sleep-over’s and homework. Music was a thread, sewn through me, more than I knew, during this ‘breaking-out-into-the-real-world-for-the-first-time’ phase. I would sit in front of my ghetto-blaster after school learning the words to all my favourite songs (Cyndi Laupers ‘True Colours’, Madonna’s ‘La Isla Bonita’ etc) and I would record myself on tape, singing along, playing the music on low volume, to be sure I could hear myself (not having the slightest clue that I would do the same thing years later in a real live studio!!) I listened to those tapes and made new ones, eventually making my own songs, searching through my treasure trunk, dressing the part as well. I had dreams to sing on stages, again with no clue that those dreams would eventually turn to reality, (and how!)

Wherever I went, as a young girl, a teenager or now, as an adult, I have this music inside me, this flow that, simply put, keeps me going. Through rejection, pain, depression, anger, fear; ultimately REAL LIFE, I know I have this neat thing within and when I sit down with my guitar and let ‘er rip, all of the negative just floats off, somewhere else, (for the time being) and if that’s what happens to ME when I sing, then I just KNOW I have to sing for others too.  So I put it out there for you, on occasion and I hope you like it. From me to you, that’s how it works with this musical gift… it’s the least I can do and it is how I will leave my mark. Perhaps one would call it a legacy, I will call it luck.

Picton Ontario! I'm coming :)

Hey Folks... If you are in Prince Edward County Ontario, December 23rd, come on down to a fabulous little music venue/restaurant for some LIVE music featuring myself and a some original music. The Acoustic Grill has seen the likes of many talented Canadian artists. It's a cozy place, with happy people and delicious food. I will be on around 7pm. Hope to see you!!

Merry Christmas in the interim ;)

Love,

Lindsay

Sinterklaas, Santa Claus, Baileys, Oh MY!

Good morning, good afternoon, good evening! How goes the battle out there, in the land of living rooms, offices and internet cafes? All is well over this way, for now. You never know what’s coming around the corner, so I like to take each day as it comes and when it gets hard, I always try to remember that tomorrow is indeed a new day. Times can be tough around this time of year. The other night as I was driving into the village of Wakefield to see this awesome band (The 50 Men) at The Black Sheep Inn, I decided to pick up a hitch hiker. He was young and very cold and very sad. My plans were detoured for an hour, while he warmed up, both physically and spiritually. It was a big beautiful moment, to drop him off with a joke on his lips and only an hour before, tears. I can’t help thinking about what may have happened to him had I not stopped. It was so cold out that night, and I’m pretty sure his skinny jeans wouldn’t have cut it. Things can happen that fast, in a blink of an eye, your whole world can change.  A single telephone ring, a single buck of a horse, a single solitary moment can change things forever.  THAT fast. So live it up while you can. Smile at a stranger, do a good deed, hand make something for your Loved ones for Christmas, just keep it simple. Just don’t worry.  

As I get ready to head back over to Europe for the winter and Spring, the memories of the past Summer and Fall come flooding, in a way that tells me this chapter is just about over. Talk about going back to basics, cooking in a kitchen with no running water, living in a cabin shared by mice, waking up to goat cries and peacock screams. What a ride, literally, riding the horses and getting to know what they are all about, how wonderful and passionate and caring they are.  I am truly going to miss this way of life, and if anything, I may just live a little more, in a “less is more” kind of way.  I realize that nothing good comes fast, especially when making breakfast or dinner in a kitchen built on one extension cord. Especially in the Canadian music industry, where I finally figured out the formula:  one song at a time.  Stepping out of the rush, taking things all a little slower has enriched my life to no end, learning patience, having faith and letting it all just flow.

 

The music never stops. Waking up and living each day to a soundtrack is my lifeline. So there are a couple of projects I am working on! New songs for a new Lindsay CD! One thing is for sure, that cabin with the mice proved to be a wonderful place to be creative. Also in the works is an electronic album. I’ve always wanted to sing on electro songs, dance songs, chill-out songs and now I am. We are still trying to find a name for our duo so we can start marketing ourselves, but so far, nothing has stuck. Perhaps you can help? Have a listen to two of our tracks and see what you think, email me at linzferg@hotmail.com with any suggestions. Head on over to Soundcloud and play it loud! https://soundcloud.com/skullyandlindsay

Have a good holiday season folks, and here’s a mantra for you “People helping people.”

Love Lindsay xo

A blog of truth.

Hi world. How goes the battle?

It’s been awhile since I’ve written. Sorry Mum, sorry Dad.

I always think about how I really should write more on my very own website and then I get all up to date on Twitter, Facebook, Reverbnation and the like and onto the hunger for pen, paper and guitar strings.

Recently, I have been writing quite a few new pieces. It fills me up, this music but finishing songs, now that is another story entirely. Do you have that problem? Perhaps you have more focus than me, and could send me a message, tips on how you make it happen?  I can of course finish a song, but heck I have more unfinished than ones in their entirety. It makes me crazy, knowing all these little stories are tucked away on countless notebook pages. Ready in waiting.

Writing music is therapeutic for me, however blogs are much harder. I mean, where do I start? The past seems over and gone, so should I write about what is next in my life? The future is uncertain at the best of times. I could write about right now, but I wouldn’t want to start a blog out by complaining that there is a rooster outside my door making me nutz. Even as I type, I am wearing ear plugs with hopes to escape that unnaturally high pitch rooster crow.

I could write about t what it’s like to be an artsy fartsy musician in the materialistic musical government. Oh, but I wouldn’t want to depress you with a blog about reality, because that would suck. And let me tell you, music doesn’t speak louder, so I am learning. It’s so sad, to actually write that sentence down, but it’s true and sometimes the truth hurts.

When I was footloose and fancy free, deep in the heart of innocence, nowhere near the knowledge of this money grubbing world, I saw my name in lights, and those lights were of the brightest kind. Lucky for me, I still have hope in my dreams and have experienced myself singing in lights, however, those moments are fleeting, over so soon, it always seems I am back at the drawing board with a big fat sticker at the top that says “NEED MORE.”

Once upon a time, I read that you don’t have to focus only on one thing in life to make you happy, that you can find joy in many things at any given time.  Finding amusement in the smaller things in life is a simpler way to live. Getting back to basics seems the one true way to keep this girl sane. Plucking guitar strings in a cabin on a ranch, cooking amazing healthy meals in a kitchen with no running water and only enough electricity to either toast or boil. Thankful for Coleman stoves, thankful for the smell of Fall, thankful for my friends who stop in for tea, thankful for afternoon rides through the forest, thankful for waking up every morning beside a man who Loves me, thankful for my family, thankful for the roosters feathers, thankful for you that is reading about my life, thankful you care.

I think I can finish one of those songs now.

Love, Lindsay xo

GIG DATES these days...

September 22nd Seaforth N.S

https://www.facebook.com/events/526467077368702/?ref=ts

September 27th Charlottetown P.E.I

House Concert ~ call Mary at 902 892 9889 or email mashika_@hotmail.com

October 2nd The Ship Pub, St. John’s Newfoundland

October 6th 8 PM in the Julia Ann Walsh Heritage Centre in Norris Point

October 12th & 13th "Ottawa Area All Stars" showcase at the OCFF in Mississauga

 

 

It's me! Out East :)

Yeah. It’s been awhile, awhile since I’ve written and much longer since I’ve been out here, inhaling the fresh sea air. I Love it out here, but it’s wet and muggy, the kind that doesn’t let up! I got soaked, traipsing around Halifax last night, my leather bag and boots are still wet.   It was however, and is wonderful to be back here. The last time I was in Halifax, it was a wintery blustery crazy snowing sideways kind of storm, I Loved it then too.  There’s just something about the East Coast.  I woke up this morning in a crooked house on a crooked street and to make things better, the sound of the fog horn made its way through the bathroom window and right into my imagination; insta-memories, insta-good feelings. Tonight I am playing a house concert in Dartmouth. House concerts are becoming more of a common way to enjoy musical performances, more intimately. Most people have never heard of house concerts, it’s true! But they are great, and so easy to pull off. You don’t need a big open loft style apt, or a large living room with 40 chairs.  They can be cozy-smush-together-on-the-couch and throw some pillows around, to ‘bring the outside chairs inside’ or vice versa depending on the weather…a table or counter with nibblies also helps. Anyway, google home routes, they have a system, one of which I would like to get to know… perhaps a home routes tour is in my future?? Oh and I should also mention ambience of sorts; i.e candle light?? Random candles in safe places everywhere, that is also recommended :)

2moro night, if you are in the Seaforth N.S area, I am singing by the Sea at https://www.facebook.com/events/526467077368702/?ref=ts so check it out if ya like :)

 

More to come… promise.

Singer on a Horse Ranch

Singer on a Horse Ranch I Love the smell of horses, but the peacocks, the roosters, the goats and the sheep that get me up in the morning, now that’s another story. (Har dee har har!) It has been quite an amazing experience/adventure; cuddling into these majestic beings, petting, brushing and riding these massive angels has been quite therapeutic. See, when you are on a farm, things go wrong ALL the time, power outages, floods, broken wheel barrels, running out of things you need right that second, lost dogs, escaped goats, accidents, cuts, dirt, dirt and more dirt. Actually, the dirt is fine, it keeps things real, and when you get in from a long day out and about this haven, you come in feeling like you’ve  really done something when you’re covered in dirt, dung an in the end, discovery.

I like it here, in my little cabin overlooking the pastures and the hills of the Gatineau. We (my handsome ranch hand and I) started growing food for the first time, delicious tomatoes! Only three cherries have turned red as of yet, but I can see some yummy sauces simmering in the future. Maybe next year we will try our hands at cukes and melons and peppers (oh my!)

I think the sound of the wind in the trees and the rain on this leaking roof are two of my favourite things out here. But the craziest sound so far had to be when a couple of days ago the electrical transformer blew up not 20 feet from where I lay sleeping… A poor old brilliant blue Blue-Jay flew in and immediately floated up to heaven. But not to worry, something good always comes from something bad and I will make use of his gorgeous feathers by turning them into wearable art… Blue Jay earrings anyone??

You would not believe the sunsets out here… I’ve seen some pretty great ones on the west coast of Ireland, but there is something about the air out here that just makes everything glow in a different manner. If I had to choose the most beautiful thing I’ve seen out here it would have to be this crazy bright big double rainbow that stayed with us for our entire ride when I first arrived. It was like I was being warned not to worry, not to stress but truly, just to enjoy the ride. And that I did. And that I am.

Atlantic Ocean I've Missed You...

So that means, I am coming to get you! It's time to head out East for a tour. It all sprouted from a Fall Festival in Seaforth Nova Scotia which I said yes to on September 22nd. Canada is such a great place to drive around in, and now that I have some “new-used” wheels that aren't scary to drive, I am gung ho to get back out on the road. So, this is where YOU come in... I will be keeping you posted as the gigs come in and if you can make one would be just wonderful! And I am sure it will be tough to throw together a tour in such a short period of time,  crazier things have happened and they don't call me "Last Minute Lindsay" for nothing~! If you would like to see me in a town, village or living room near you please email me and we can work out the details to make a musically special evening of greatness happen J  linzferg@hotmail.com See you out there I hope, and this time instead of asking people to do it for me, I will kiss the ocean myself! Onwards and upwards,

Lindsay xo

Who says you can’t have apple crumble for breakfast. (Gigs too!)

That’s right, home-made apple crumble from the Wakefield market. The farmer’s market is something that can enhance your life to no end, what with all the fresh vegetables, local meats, herbs, honey, crafts, fair trade coffee…all the wonderful treats & treasures of life, right there in a circle on the grass beside the trees. Of course the best thing about this particular market is the live music, the soundtrack that weaves through your Saturday morning. If you are anywhere near a farmer’s market, check it out, your life will be forever changed because you will most definitely add a new Saturday Summer tradition to your weekly agenda. We are so lucky to have such wonderful nourishment right at our finger tips, but still, people go to Loblaws or the IGA once a week and buy the California veggies, why is that? Buy local if you can, everyone will be better for it J It’s sad times for the farmer’s though, what with the lack of rain. Friends of mine who grow crops of vegetables are losing entire patches because they can’t get enough water to them. This one guy who grows the most succulent of foods has to carry buckets of water to each plant daily, there is NO time to weed, no time to do anything except water and hope it’s enough. Are you praying for rain out there? Let’s do it together, let’s send out a message to the Universe asking for the one thing we all need the most! Rain! Water! Liquid Life!! Come down and drench us!! We need you J

Now onto Musical News….

UP & Coming gigs J

July 27th “Daizies” Cobourg

July 28th “Roof Top Concert” Toronto

August 2nd “Mercury Lounge” Ottawa

September 1st “Wakefield Market” Wakefield

September 7th “La Grange” Cantley

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