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A couple of weeks ago I got to watch something that thrilled me. I watched thousands of people come together, using their voices and their choices to make something incredible happen. These people united from all over the world for a common purpose. There was a science challenge called BeHeard where a vote a day could deliver $10,000 to accelerate rare disease research on a given number of projects. One of those projects was an entry by Dr Qiang Chang for Rett Syndrome research {please click here to read more} and would – if successful – allow him to further investigate the function of the gene MECP2 which is mutated in Rett Syndrome. $10,000 dollars raised though votes is a pretty exciting opportunity. Parents have to work really hard to raise $10,000 dollars to donate to research. This was a chance to raise money without having to run a marathon, climb a mountain or organize an event. So people got busy spreading the word, setting up a Facebook event page, sharing it with friends and asking for votes. The result? A landslide victory! And a certain person publicly fulfilling a promise with a Funky Chicken dance.

 

It was inspirational and it started me thinking about the power we have as individuals to affect change in our communities, nations and even globally.

 

 

You’ve got the words to change a nation

but you’re biting your tongue

You’ve spent a life time stuck in silence

afraid you’ll say something wrong

If no one ever hears it how we gonna learn your song?

So come, on come on

Come on, come on

 

 

Those lyrics really resonate with me personally. I started writing this blog roughly 10 months ago and hitting publish on that first post – sheesh, I wanted to throw up I felt so vulnerable. Saying what you think, what you feel, is so empowering but before you get the rush you gotta suffer the fear and the pain. I had massive fear of ridicule, exposure, belittlement. What if people thought my musical tastes were blasé? What if they thought I was a terrible writer? What if someone fell asleep halfway through reading about my inner conflicts? What if they thought I was whiney for sharing those conflicts? What if no one ever read it, or commented, liked, shared? What if I failed.

 

 

You’ve got a heart as loud as lions

So why let your voice be tamed?

Baby we’re a little different

there’s no need to be ashamed

You’ve got the light to fight the shadows

so stop hiding it away

Come on, Come on

 

 

One day I just stopped myself, shut the door on the ‘what ifs’ and did it. Does it matter if no one likes it? Will it kill me to suffer a little embarrassment in the pursuit of bravery and sincerity? No. The adrenaline rush that follows feeling fear and going forward anyway is A-Mazing! I love it when I get positive feedback on a post, I love knowing that I connected with someone about something – of course I do – but the real payoff for me is in allowing myself to be vulnerable, in cultivating authenticity.

 

 

I wanna sing, I wanna shout

I wanna scream till the words dry out

so put it in all of the papers,

I’m not afraid

they can read all about it

read all about it oh

 

 

 

As a Rett Syndrome advocate, as the Director of a charity this is something I get to see happen every day. Heroic Vulnerability. I see people reach deep within and pull out strength from the core of a nameless place. They go to extraordinary lengths, not once, or once in a while – but again and again and again. The hero of the story is not the person who never suffers, struggles or doubts. The hero is the one who overcomes. Peter Parker was just an ordinary geeky kind of guy until he was bitten by a spider.  Yes he changed – but that was only the beginning.  He loses his uncle before he truly becomes aware of his strength, before he understands that power and responsibility go hand in hand. Peter Parker agonizes over his choices, suffers with guilt and is largely misunderstood by those around him – but he battles on and that’s the part I find heroic.

 

At night we’re waking up the neighbours

while we sing away the blues

making sure that we remember yeah

cause we all matter too

if the truth has been forbidden

then we’re breaking all the rules

so come on, come on

come on, come on

 

So what does Peter Parker have to do with a voting contest on Facebook? What does any of this have to do with Emeli Sandé? Let me tell you…

 

Victory is powerful. Victory in the face of overwhelming odds is exhilarating! This is not the first contest that’s been won by the Rett Syndrome community. Ever heard of Pepsi? Yup! IRSF knocked that contest right out of the park! {read all about that HERE}  Whenever these contests are won in our community they’re won by the incredible power of families, friends and networks resulting from Rett Syndrome!

 

‘Of course they are’ you say. ‘How else would they be won’? ‘Why is this even relevant’? Here’s why…

 

This kind of win – a community driven win – sends a very important message to scientists.

 

It says – like the famous Little Engine {not exactly Marvel but still a Hero} this ‘little’ syndrome is becoming the incredibly powerful syndrome that could!!

 

It says – This community will beat the drums for research, this community will tirelessly promote science, scientists and the hard work they do. This community does.not.stop.

 

You wanna hitch your wagon to an express train? This is the little engine that will storm the hill and NEVER give up.

 

 

Let’s get the tv and the radio

to play our tune again

it’s ’bout time we got some airplay of our version of events

there’s no need to be afraid

I will sing with you my friend

Come on, come on

 

 

We are living in a time of great opportunity. We are living in a time of change. Power lies at the tip of our fingers if we can just find the courage to take it. There are many things we must endure, there are many things we must accept…but there are some things we need to shout about. We need to make our voices heard where and when they can make a difference. When we stand for something, when we stand together – we become an army. An army of unlikely heroes.

 

Yeah we’re all wonderful, wonderful people

so when did we all get so fearful?

Now we’re finally finding our voices

so take a chance, come help me sing this

 

I wanna sing, I wanna shout

I wanna scream till the words dry out

so put it in all of the papers,

I’m not afraid

they can read all about it

read all about it oh

 

Please read below for a letter of gratitude from Dr Chang, the scientist who will now work extra hard because he saw the overwhelming support from a community of committed, crazy, Funky Chicken dancing Superheroes!

 

 

Dear Rett families, supporters and colleagues,

 

Early Saturday afternoon, I received the official confirmation that Rett syndrome research has won the Rare Disease Challenge voting competition.  On behalf of our whole community, my lab will receive $10,000 for studying the disease mechanisms of Rett syndrome.  By voting our research proposal to the first place, our community has once again come together to show the world our will and determination in finding a cure for Rett.  I cannot even begin to tell you how proud I have been in the last two weeks, because our research proposal was included in the competition to represent our community.  It was quite an experience for all the people in my research laboratory as well to see how passionate our community is in supporting Rett syndrome research.  The research fund means a lot to us, because federal funding is very tight.  But your support means even more, because that keeps our eyes on the common goal we share.  As of ~48 hours ago, you have done a wonderful job in securing necessary resource for my research program.  Looking forward, we are committed to use that very resource to advance research in eventually finding a cure for Rett.  We believe, as you do, that together we shall prevail.

 

Thank you!

Qiang Chang, PhD

 

 

 

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7 songs for the weekend

 

Coffee, crosswords, and country music

Happy Weekend Readers, I hope the sun is shining where you are. Here in North Yorkshire the clouds are thick and bruised, raindrops the size of dung beetles are bouncing off the pavement and I’m in the mood for some Southern Comfort and Country Music. I’ve told y’all (see how I did that?…call me flavor queen) about my childhood education in music, where the most represented genres were rock and country. Today I want to share my love of country music with you.

My Mom was mad about country music; well….all music to be fair, but country was her loudest love. Mom was always the early bird in our house and every day she did the same things. First she put on one of the MANY pots of coffee she’d drink before lunch.  Then the radio was turned on and tuned in to Kissin’ Country. She’d go to the door, get the paper, fill her cup, sit down, grab a pen, open the paper and start her day. By the time I stumbled to the kitchen, she’d usually been awake for hours. The sounds and smells of morning in my childhood home are synonymous with nurturing and maternal comfort. When I think of my mom, I think of coffee, crosswords and country music.

The morning after the night my mom passed away I woke up to the radio alarm clock in my cousin Kristen’s room. It was tuned in to a country station, and the song playing was George Canyon’s ‘I Want You to Live’…(seriously, you couldn’t make this up)…and I lay there crying, thinking about all the days I had yet to live…without her. The music felt like a vice gripping my heart. For a long time I couldn’t listen to country music without that vice squeezing tighter and tighter until it seemed my heart would bust right open. It didn’t. I’m still more emotional about Dolly, Johnny, Lyle, George and Reba than I am about Mick, Blondie, Robert, or Pat – but I can listen, and enjoy some of the greatest music ever made.

These are songs that my mom loved or songs that sort of mean ‘Mom’ to me. My dad reminded me to include ‘I’ve Come to Expect it From You’….she would love him for that, I can almost hear her laughing.  My mom laughed and sang and danced and loved; all while listening to country music.

 

 

George Canyon – I Want You To Live

 

Neil Young – Four Strong Winds

 

Lyle Lovett – If I Had A Boat

 

Vince Gill – Go Rest High On The Mountain

 

Reba McEntire & Kelly Clarkson – Fancy

 

George Strait – I’ve Come To Expect It From You

 

Alan Jackson – Monday Morning Church

 

Brad Paisley & Alison Krauss – Whiskey Lullaby

 

 

You might have noticed there were actually 8 songs this weekend. I’ll try not to let it happen again, but no promises :)

 

 

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7 songs for the weekend

 

This week we have an extra special 7SFTW. I want to introduce you to an up and coming artist named Dan Cook.

 

Dan was born in Hartlepool, a small town in the Northeast of England not far from where I live. He told me he ‘grew up surrounded by the sounds of the blues, and rock and roll’. “My guitar teacher & I used to spend hours sitting jamming the blues when we were supposed to be doing grade work”. Too much time spent jamming or not, it’s obvious that what Dan learnt then tapped into some pretty impressive talent. So, when did Dan decide to take that talent and make a future for himself with it? “I’ve been playing music since I was old enough to hold a guitar, but I didn’t get into song writing until I was in my teens – smack bang in the middle of the Indie wave. I’ve stumbled through every genre you can possibly imagine, but I think they’ve all added something unique to my sound”  He sound is unique, but also familiar…hop over to Soundcloud… * after you finish here! * … and listen to everything he has on there. There are elements of the artists he’s been inspired by, but none of the songs ever lose the flavor that is fully Dan’s own. He say’s “Music is my passion – I play every day without fail – a mix of blues, soul, folk, & urban elements. I live in London now and write what I call ‘acoustic soul’.  From the heart to the page – I write what I know and feel personally.”   Dan is only at the beginning of what I predict will be a very successful career, and so far he’s had only positive feedback. If you want to contact Dan, he can be reached via the social media links provided at the end of the post or through his booking agent Lucid Tiger Music  or by emailing info@LucidTigerMusic.com 

 

Dan Cook – Planned Closure

 

 

Planned Closure was written in a time were I was doubting my love for the city and whether I could actually handle life down here in the long term. It would be so easy to pack up and move home but I have far too much holding me here to leave it all behind at the drop of a hat, friends, job, girlfriend etc.

 

 

Ben Howard – The Wolves

 

 

This song is so powerful, Ben Howard’s vocals are flawless yet rugged. His melodies (vocally) inspire me, and his guitar work is incredible. He’s got his sound perfected at such an early stage and is going nowhere but up. I like how often he builds and builds then drops it out only to build back up into an epic climactic finish.

 

Fink – Walking in the Sun

 

 

This song is one of a few that really reignited my love for music! I hadn’t written in a while and suddenly this song is making my skin tingle. As it finished I was reaching for my guitar. My introduction to Fink (now my favorite artist) was through the song ‘Pretty Little Thing’ which randomly came up on my girlfriends playlist. Within the day I had every Fink album and each song was on repeat. Fin Greenall’s voice is so soothing and his guitar work hallucinating; his vibe and rhythm inspire me to keep my writing grooving and fluent. This song in particular tells a simple but captivating story in 3 short verses with the most incredible hook ‘Even a blind man can tell when he’s walking in the sun’. I play this live as part of my set.

 

 

Maverick Sabre – I Don’t See the Sun    (there wasn’t a suitable video for this song so this link will take you away from LL&L, please come back?!)

maverick-sabre-i-dont-see-the-sun

Maverick Sabre has been one of the biggest influences on my current sound. The tone of his voice is great – cutting – yet really enjoyable. I love how his music gives soul an urban twist, I’ve been experimenting with this in some of my new tracks. He sings from the heart, which you can easily see in his lyrics; simple memories turned into powerful anthems.

 

Dan Cook – The Getaway

 

The Getaway was inspired by a situation I got myself in not so long ago, I did something I shouldn’t and got a bit of a hiding for it, all part of growing up in the Pool.

 

Jamie Woon – Waterfront

 

 

Jamie Woon is a real modern talent. His music is so well produced! He actually studied on the same course at the same university as me. This particular song is so soothing and relaxing that I can’t help stopping whatever I’m doing and just listening to every beat and lyric fully. I love how he takes a simple observation and turns it into a great lyric. My favorite lyric in this song is in the first verse ‘I decided to go out – breathe in the air i was made for – there were 10 thousand grey’s in the sky – not a single soul around – seems no one likes to be rained on’. I really take my lyrics seriously, I think finding the balance between reality and description is the key to a great song. You need something people can relate to.

 

 

Matt Corby – Brother

 

 

This came out of nowhere and quickly became my favorite song. It was written about a really troubled time in Matt Corby’s life and he performs it with such passion and execution it’s impossible not to be ‘WOW-ed’. You can feel the pain he feed the pen when he sat down to write this. I also like artists who aren’t afraid to swear in their songs, because sometimes it’s needed to get the point across.

 

Dan’s first EP ‘Uprooted’ was released earlier this year and the 2nd is being recorded and produced by Dan Osborn in Brighton this October.

 

Here are his links

 

Youtube.com/dancookmusic

Facebook.com/dancookmusic

soundcloud.com/dan-king 

@DanCookTweet

 

Massive thanks Dan for sharing your music and inspiration with us. Looking forward to watching you grow and succeed, and to the front row concert tickets I’m sure I see in my future…right??

 

 

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Shoulder to Shoulder

 

I’ve been thinking lately about relationships. I’ve been thinking about couples I admire so I can define – for myself – what makes some work and others fail. I’m not talking about longevity here, I know people who’ve been together for decades but I wouldn’t say their relationship works. I know people who’ve been together a short while and it’s apparent they will to go the distance.

 

I started my adult life with a rusty relationship toolbox full of not quite adequate tools. I had a big hammer and a working knowledge of its uses.  That wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted a shiny red one full of well-worn and well-loved tools as well as some WD40 for the sticky situations. I wanted the kind of tools I could see my Grandparents had. Instead I had my barely functional rusty old junker. My parents made it for me.

 

My Mom and Dad had a confusing relationship. They were best friends, and laughed together every day. They could be extremely romantic, I would find them in the kitchen dancing and sneak back out feeling like I’d stumbled on something beautiful and intensely private. My Dad left my Mom Post It notes all over the house telling her he loved her. When things were good they were wonderful.

 

Cause I feel safe when you’re near me

And I can hold you completely

Although you constantly hurt me

 

My parents also knew how to fight. They would flay each other verbally. They fought so hard and so loud it felt like the house was going to cave in, and my heart along with it. They had no shortage of passion and there must have been an unhealthy kind of balance to it – they stayed together for many years – but eventually the scales tipped and the whole thing fell apart.

 

And we fight

And we cry

And we tell the same lies about love

 

The man I call my Dad is not in fact my father. He is my Dad, but he isn’t genetically related to me. That means less than nothing at all when it comes to love. Our relationship hasn’t always been easy, but I couldn’t love or respect him more. He was the first in our family I spoke to after that visit to the geneticist, and the only one strong enough to shoulder my grief. He didn’t try to tell me it was going to be ok, he just listened and absorbed and loved.

 

When my parents relationship fractured it was hard to know what to do – as an adult – with such a messy and toxic range of emotions. My Mom wasn’t at her finest, and honestly neither was my Dad. It took a LONG time for them to forgive each other for the pain they inflicted recklessly.

 

So I’m gonna drag you down

Whilst you drag me down

And I’m gonna shout at you

Whilst you shout at me until we realize that real love is free 

 

But they did learn to forgive. In the last few days of her life my Mom was in the hospital and my Dad was sitting beside her. He helped my sister and I through every step of the arrangements made in the aftermath. He held my grandparents up at the funeral, literally. It comforts me to know that under the wreckage of their failed romance was a fortress of love and friendship.

 

And we cling to each other shoulder to shoulder against the world

 

I’ve tried to learn from the mistakes they made. In my marriage. I’ve tried to make sure the hammer stays in the toolbox and the WD40 gets replaced often.  We stand together – shoulder to shoulder – and when one of us has the kind of bad day that results in bad behavior we think about the aftermath. The fall out for our kids and the chemical waste that eats a relationship. I’m not saying we always get it right, or even 50% of the time…but being aware is half the battle.

 

So I’m not gonna pull you down

Whilst you pull me down

And I’m not gonna shout at you

Whilst you shout at me because I’ve realized

that real love is free

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Mona Lisas & Mad Hatters

 

Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters” is a song from the 1972 Elton John album Honky Château. Back when 8 track was the sound system of choice, my Mom had one in her car and this album was always playing. She loved to drive and we often set off for the beach with the windows down and the volume cranked. I have vivid memories of her cruising down the highway, long-legged and tan with sand on her toes and the scent of Coppertone thick in the heat of a Canadian summer.  I’m not alone in loving this song…many people consider it one of Elton’s best. He himself called Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters “one of my all-time favorites,” and with such a body of work to choose from this is high praise indeed.

 

A couple of years ago, my status on Facebook was ‘Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters’ – nothing more – just the title. My friend Jen commented and started a back and forth of referencing this song in our friendship. Jen occasionally writes on my wall ‘heard this and thought of you’ or takes a picture of her stereo display showing the song and sends it to me. So now, whenever I hear it, I think of Coppertone, long summer days, my Mom and Jen.

 

 

The crazy thing is…I’ve never met Jen. In the months after Em was diagnosed with Rett Syndrome I was exasperated to find there were very few people who could give me any idea of what to do…practically.  The friends I made initially were new to this themselves, and though we muddled on together what we really needed was someone with experience who could give us insight regarding which therapies we needed and how often. Who could dish the goods on what works, and what doesn’t. It’s not unusual for doctors to have limited experience of Rett, and all too often therapists are reading from seriously outdated material. I couldn’t find anyone who would just give it to me straight.

 

Until I ‘met’ Jen. Jen who doesn’t do anything but straight. Jen came into my life exactly when I needed her most. Like a 10 week rollover lottery win! She could tell me what I needed to know and tell it in a way that left me empowered and ready for action. She explained the science behind the research, she gave me hints and tips and advice, but most valuable of all…she taught me to trust my gut.  Jen isn’t one to toot her own horn, she brushes off compliments with a laugh, but after a few hours on the phone with her my face aches from smiling.

 

And I thank the Lord, there’s people out there like you,

I thank the Lord there’s people out there like you

 

I am thankful there’s people out there like Jen. People who give from their wealth of experience, and from the riches of personality.  People who make up a network of parents that connect in this way, from a distance through social media. Who share the joy and celebration when something extraordinary happens; like when Emlyn – who doesn’t speak – spoke a few words. People who offer virtual hugs and encouragement during difficult times; like a week long hospital stay in January when messages and phone calls kept my emotional tank full and my engine running.

 

I could never have imagined this crazy and beautiful life.

 

And I thank the Lord for the people I have found,

I thank the Lord for the people I have found.

 

For my Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters but especially for ‘Jenny from the Block’

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