There’s Always Tomorrow

It’s been 3 months since I’ve taken the time to blog about anything for our website. One of the other hats I’m wearing these days swallowed up my head and pushed all thought unrelated to it way far back into the recesses of my overwhelmed brain. The hat of which I speak was that of conference director for the Folk Alliance Region Midwest’s annual gathering in Grand Rapids. It took place the last weekend of October and by all standards, it was a huge success! I feel pretty good about that, but it sure does take a long time to come back down after such an intense immersion into one undertaking. In fact, before we could come down from FARM we hit the road for Stamford, CT to attend the annual North East Regional Folk Alliance (NERFA) conference.  

Rod and I have been attending these folk music conferences fairly steadily for the past 12+ years or so and have learned to appreciate the small connections and magical moments – not to mention the friendships – we’ve been lucky enough to experience. As a closet introvert (yes, it’s true, though nobody believes me when I tell them), I find it takes every ounce of energy I have be “on” for an entire weekend just in case you have the chance to talk to some talent buyer in the halls or in line at the breakfast buffet. Have your “elevator pitch” ready and make sure you invite them to your showcase at 2am in the most unnatural of performance settings – a hotel room. Why do we think THIS is when someone will see something in us and decide to book us? Whose idea was this anyway? Guerrilla showcasing in theory is a good plan since only a small number of the artists actually earn an official showcase of any kind. But to think that we are presenting our best selves in a situation we would NEVER actually perform, is ludicrous. And yet, it does happen. We’ve been at this long enough to know that a serious booker may see something in you, though it may take them seeing you play this unnatural setting multiple times before they’re convinced you’re worthy of a booking at their house concert or venue. But it DOES happen. Like everything worthwhile, it takes time. 

These days I’m struggling with the search for patience amidst feelings of time whizzing by faster than ever. Tomorrow isn’t promised to anyone yet we’re pursuing gigs that are several hundred “tomorrows” away. There’s always tomorrow, until there isn’t. But we probably won’t know there won’t be a tomorrow until it doesn’t matter. So why stop going for it?  We plan so far ahead, thinking we’ve got ample time to get our act together, yet the gig we booked a year ago seems to creep up out of nowhere. All that practice really does pay off, but at a snail’s pace. A year later, I feel no more worthy of this gig than the day they offered it to us. Why is that? and how did this post take me there? huh. Maybe I’ll figure it out tomorrow. 

Election Day 2018

Election Day 2018

Just got back from my little polling place – the fire station in Dexter Twp, Michigan. The turnout was nothing like 2016’s Presidential election, but there was a line of well-behaved voters who had no idea which way the other would vote. We don’t ask. We’re not allowed but it’s also none of our business. We don’t ask … EVER … election day or not. Surely we find ourselves among like-minded people in the friendships we form. But we encounter all sorts of people on a daily basis. I don’t ask my postal worker or the gal at the checkout in my local grocery who they voted for. What difference does it make? Would I look at them in a different way? And I certainly don’t ask the people in our audience who they voted for. I don’t want to know. But sometimes I find out …

Jane and Carol are good friends. They come to a lot of our shows. They’re both singers in a choir which may be how they met. Both have good hearts and are always ready with a hug and kind words. They were at a concert we were playing just before the 2016 election. Not sure how it came up but we found out that one was voting for Trump and the other for Hillary. They made a point to say that they just don’t talk about it. Their friendship was based on way more than who they were voting for. With all the stories we’d heard about people unfriending each other on Facebook and family members never speaking to each other again, these two recognized that they had much more to talk about than who was gonna be President. What they have in common made them friends. And they are still good friends today.  I like to believe this is true for most of us humans. Way more in common than differences. Today some of us are hoping for change and some of us are hoping things will stay the same. But I don’t know anyone who isn’t hoping the divisiveness, meanness, and hostility will stop. Civility and kindness can be found way more often in our day-to-day lives if we just turn off the t.v. or radio and share a conversation with someone about something we have in common. Music maybe??

POST SCRIPT: As I write this, NPR is on in the background and my ear caught a bit of the conversation Joshua Johnson (1A) is having with Bishop Michael Curry about LOVE. And they’d come around to the story of the Good Samaritan. He doesn’t ask about their political leanings, doesn’t care what race or ethnicity… just helps. Think I’ll have to go back and listen to the podcast.

Voices Lost and Found

Thanks to Mike Ball and his Lost Voices organization, I have had the privilege of spending a week (on more than one occasion) adding music and sometimes melody to the powerful words of the phenomenal girls at Vista Maria who, at ages ranging from 12 – 17, have survived the kind of trauma we could never imagine or understand.  There’s really no way for me to explain the impact these young women have on me both in their bravery and gentleness. This blog post on the Lost Voices website is beautifully written by singer/songwriter and board member, Sharon Tse. You’ll be glad you read it.

Two Minutes That Can Change All Our Lives


So Little Time…

So Little Time…

This time of year is always rife with emotions from blissfully happy to supremely sad, and everything in between. Rod and I have been talking a lot about time and how we want to spend what’s left of ours. Not PLANNING on going anywhere but with so many friends leaving us far too soon, the urgent ticking of the clock has us contemplating how we’re spending our time. Joyfully, comes to mind.




We’ve been performing our new song “This Little Apple” since January and recorded it back in March with the intention of dropping it with some sort of fanfare but really, we just want to get it out there. So by popular request you can stream the recording here or click to download the hifi mp3.
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Click to Download This_Little_Apple_by Annie & Rod Capps (c)2017