Jennifer

As week two gracefully comes to an end, I want to thank every one of you who has thus far partnered with me on this rocketship of dreams. We can do this, together! I hope that many more of you, who believe in this musical vision quest I’ve shared, will join me as well over the remaining 5 weeks ahead! Before jumping into week three, let’s recap, shall we…

The other day, a friend of mine said something that struck a chord in me. He said if anyone really wanted to get to know me and grasp a glimpse of where I’ve been, all they had to do was listen to my last album, “bend”. Hmmm…

You never know when another person’s generosity, kindness or vulnerability will arise and change your life. So today, I salute “the fan” and every one of you. Dear Anonymous Fan, Throughout my seven years of street performing on 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica, there were countless moments when you and other fans of my music threw me for a loop and deeply impacted my heart…

What did you wanna be when you grew up? Well, apparently I wanted to be a nurse. How do I know this? Well, I wouldn’t, except I just stumbled across this letter. I actually think my brother or sister wrote it out for me. I printed my name at the end. I was only six at the time! Check it out…

During my LA days I met lots of people in Santa Monica, Venice Beach and on Highland & Hollywood. Those where the spots I street performed daily. One day while I was performing on Venice Beach, I met this guy from the UK who was on holiday and who was also a musician. We hit it off right away and for the next few days I showed him around town. We had a blast! I’ll let you in on a little secret…

In September 2002 I made my way from Astoria, Queens all the way across the West to Los Angeles for ONE MAJOR REASON – to street perform down on 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica. Why?

This week’s been quite the ride! And now, as I take a breath for a moment, as I take in this beautiful June Sunday afternoon, I have one more thing to say… NOTHING in life is guaranteed, EXCEPT THIS…

As I continue to look through photo albums from long ago, there’s a ton of memories locked inside them. I got inspired, gathered a handful of them and put together a short narrative video I thought you might enjoy. Here ya go…

How did I join my first band “Blush”? Well, they were first called “Next Of Kin” and my roommate Cyndy forced me to call them for an audition after she came across this flyer hung up around Stony Brook University campus. She said I’d been talking about how much I wanted to be in a band. Here was my chance…

I opened up a fortune cookie the other day and it said…“Do the things you fear and the death of fear is certain.” Something inside me said, “tape this to your MacBook Pro”, which I immediately did! Then it got me thinking about one of the most petrifying moments of my life. It was back in college when I was doing a semester at Sonoma State University to broaden my horizons. As I took a moment to fully breathe in that experience, it hit me. “I gotta share this.” So here it is…