blame it on bad luck

I am sick. I've been sick for about a week now, and if any of you remember when I was too sick to tour earlier this year, you've probably come to the conclusion that 2010 isn't going to be as 'immune' for me as I would have hoped.

Although I suffer from normal (and most likely psychosomatic) aches and pains (my stomach most definitely hates me), I rarely get sick (sick enough to prevent me from working/being bedridden). Already, within two months of each other I've simultaneously had a sinus infection and the stomach flu.

I know what you're thinking, "Hannah, you wear flip-flops in the rain, never sleep, and don't drink nearly enough water!" And you are correct, weary reader! But after years of perfecting those arts, I've managed to procure less sick days than your everyday-shmoe.

So here I am, sick in bed, dreading going to work as I'd much rather be here between my magical sheets, watching some Sally Fields movie where she goes insane (so any Sally Fields movie, take your pick).







Suddenly I realize that though I initially intended for this blog to have a point, it has completely escaped me, so now I will just end on hilarious pictures from the depths of my computer.

 

  

And finally, the original 'Leatherface'.

 

we'll sing the blues.

This weekend has been hard, to say the least. James and Amber finally really left California to move back to Ohio. By now they are probably driving somewhere through middle-America, but the point is they aren't here...and it sucks.

For the past year or so those two have kind of been my pillars. Amber is basically my mental-twin, and with her I get to have massive road rage, gang up on people, and just generally be blunt and awesome. James is the complete opposite, and unless he is running away from the fight Amber and I were always bound to start, he's always been there to offer advice and comfort.

It's not like I'll never see them again, but the fact is, they aren't here now. I'm horribly selfish and I like knowing that when I need my best friends they are nearby, and if they need me I am also right there. But I also understand that they needed to go home. With family troubles, money problems and a wedding to plan, California just wasn't the place for them right now. I'm so grateful that they were here, and that Amber made James approach me that night at Soapbox. With their love and support I've managed to complete an EP (with a full-length album on the way), get out of horribly damaging relationships/friendships, and basically start anew. I owe them a lot. And I miss them so much already. I can't wait for it to be summer so I can put all my money into getting across the country to see them. I can only hope that in moving back they get that huge weight lifted off of their shoulders that California seemed to pile on.

I wish I could have made things easier for them while they were here. It seems that everyone is moving on and moving away, and maybe since I've been here my entire life I'm blind to all the trouble that LA is. It's been my home forever and the traffic and the homeless and the material dependency is the only thing I know. The fact is, I'm not sure I could ever live anywhere else; not forever, anyways.

(Photo below by Tim Chisham)

can i get a drum roll please?

So, in hopes that one day this blog will have 4+ followers, I finally feel confident enough to share the big news with everyone...


She's in the Band is going to be the featured artist on the secret track of Stick to Your Gun's new album, "The Hope Division", to be released this summer.


I KNOW, RIGHT?! It all happened relatively fast and after a few days of thinking that it just wasn't going to work out, I saw this lovely little tweet...



Okay, well, being honest, I didn't actually see this tweet until I got home from work, but after receiving a couple text messages from friends, to my bewilderment, saying, "Congratulations!" I was given the message.

I'm so thrilled that this is happening; who knows what it could mean? As of right now my main concerns are getting all of SITB's affairs in order. I have some amazing photographer friends like Timmy Chisham and Danielle Morse who have been/will be helping me out with promo shoots. I am currently searching for a web designer who thinks they can make my myspace look gorgeous, so if you know anyone, put them in contact with me.

Also, for anyone who hasn't heard, or heard it, I released an EP last year, "[Potentially] Potential EP" with James Pequignot and I am hoping to have the full CD up for free download at some point this week, so be sure to keep an eye and an ear out for all this nonsense!

Now for the time in the blog where I get to shamelessly promote all of my social networking sites. If you're feeling it, please subscribe and follow and tell all your friends to do the same! Big things are coming, everyone, let's get pumped!

My Youtube - For All Your Cover Song Needs
My Twitter - For Mindless Constant Updates
My Myspace - For New Songs, New Shows, and Good Fun
My Band's Myspace - Colton Saylor and the She Sells Sea Shells

I guess I just want to take a quick opportunity to thank people like James, Amber, Steven, Timmy, Joey and Wallz for all their help and support in the last week, since I've been admittedly crazy in all this excitement. And STYG, of course, for this opportunity! Be sure to catch them at The Crossing in Palmdale on March 4th! I'll definitely be there! I'm excited to see what happens next!

Love,
hannahramma

i welcome you to the second chapter, thanks for turning the other page.

yesterday was overwhelming.
it's still a little surreal to me.


i feel the need to keep my news a bit on the down-low, at least from general public, but it's big guys. very big.


yesterday was the first time in a long time that i felt unstoppable. i was all smiles, even throughout my shift at work where nice customers were high and far and few between (unusual for this store). i got to tell all of my closest friends about the news, and i think one of the greatest feelings i've ever experienced is people being proud of me.

i was talking to my shift supervisor at work and he laughed and said, "it's really funny how you get so excited when you talk about it, and your face lights up. i miss feeling like that."

it's no surprise to those of you that know me that moments like this are high and dry; but i'm pretty sure i'll remember this week for the rest of my life. i am beside myself thinking about tomorrow and how much fun this is going to be. i'll update you soon, world. (or, you know, all three of you.)

-sciurba out.