We have reached out to different people within & around the HSAL camp to find out what from the last twelve months inspired them. Over the past month, we’ve posted a series of lists. Our hope is that you will get an idea of where we are coming from. Here’s what Steve Scott, author, poet, & spoken word performer, turned in:
The year 2018 was consumed with moving out of our old house/selling it, living in an apartment while the new house was finished so I’m going to base my list a bit on that experience…
The hesitations and rationalizations that go through your head when contemplating discarding things/books you will never use/have time to read etc. (you hear about this sort of thing, but the actual experience is inspiring / sobering)
We have reached out to different people within & around the HSAL camp to find out what from the last twelve months inspired them. In the coming days, we’ll post a series of lists. Our hope is that you will get an idea of where we are coming from. Here’s what Melody Ouellette, songwriter/vocalist, & guitar player for L.A.Dies, turned in:
This was the first book I’ve read of Mary Oliver‘s, and it’s still my favorite. The connection she makes between nature, humanity, and spirituality in this collection of poems is something that has really stuck with me throughout this year, keeping me mindful and reverent of the beauty in the world around us.
I was really nervous to play this show. We had just come back from tour with Dover
and I think we were all pretty sad to see it end. It’s easy to get caught up in the anxiety of
showing a crowd of people something you made, but it ended up being one of the
biggest turn outs we’ve had. I remember
looking into the crowd and feeling proud that we had made music that resonated
with people–all the work we had put into L.A. Dies felt worth it. We had shared a connection with people and
made so many friends that regardless of where we would go with the band, we had
made it to that point and I was proud of us.
We recorded in a studio for the first time this
year. Going into it we were all
apprehensive because we had only ever recorded at home. We were nervous to put
ourselves in the vulnerable position of entrusting our idea with people we
barely knew, as well as to put our project, and its production, in someone
else’s hands. But after eight hours and a trip to Chipotle, all those anxieties
subsided, and the music and new friendships we left with that day could not
have been recreated without the collaboration and openness of other creative
Even though I moved in with three my closest friends earlier this year, we’ve all been so caught up with working and keeping up with our families that we’re rarely all home at the same time–when we are, I try to convince everyone to play tennis with me. We’re so busy trying to be productive and accomplish whatever task is next on our list, that the time we have for doing things simply because we enjoy them is (increasingly) limited. When we’re playing tennis, all we can do is play tennis, together, present in the moment.
This was the first year I was really excited to
vote. I felt more informed and connected
to this election than I ever have.
Regardless of the stress in the current political climate, as I’m sure
everyone, no matter how they see things, has been worn out by our seemingly
unending cultural divisions, seeing the voter turn out and the diversity of
candidates inspired a hope that we were headed in the right direction.