Happy July, you human sparkler, you…. ❤️
If you’re reading this in real time, and you live in the US of A, it’s July 4th! Independence Day.
What does that mean in your world? (oh, that could be so many things)
In your heart? (oh, that could be so many things)
In my world, it means that some of the people I love the most get an extra day off from work, and so we convene in my favorite spot and spend a few days all extra intertwined. AND there’s a parade. 🎆
In my heart…I have a son who will turn 16 this month. When I was that age, I couldn’t wait to get my driver’s license. I would be sooo independent! Um…in my parents‘ car, when it was available to me. 😂
Our kiddo though, shows NONE of this hit-the-road-excitement. As a parent, I experience this push/pull of emotion: 1) DUDE-GET-YOUR-LICENSE-IVE-BECOME-AN-UBER and also…2) car time is actually pretty precious with that kid. There’s a lot of not talking, and there’s also some talking. Both of these states of being together feel worthy of soaking in for as long as possible.
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I was also thinking about this idea because…I’m an independent musician. Like…I’ve made that my job, somehow. We call musicians (or any kind of artist, or bookstores, or contractors, or or) independent when they aren’t attached to some larger funding source, which in my case would be a record label.
When I lived in Nashville the dream for everyone was RECORD LABEL! Because…budget! Music videos! Records made with top-notch session musicians! Maybe a tour bus! Independent musicians were mayyyyybbeee scraping some money together to make a demo. Maybe.
But that was decades ago - since then, the landscape has changed so that being an independent musician is an actual thing. While the cost of eggs keeps rising, and making a record is an expensive act, recording equipment has gotten cheaper, so I CAN go out and make a record, without a label.
I’ve been working on a new record for all of 2025, actually. And the beauty of being an independent musician is this…I can make the record I WANT to make. I do not need someone’s approval. I do not need to adhere to someone else’s timeline. I get to choose the songs that feel the most urgent to me, I get to work with musicians that leave me oohing and ahhhing like a firework grand finale. Whoa! That’s pretty magical.
If there’s a beauty to it, there must be a challenge, right? Yeah, sure! I have to fund it. But! This challenge is revealed to be actually, a beauty. Because…the idea of independence here …it’s false. I would be (ju)Lyin’ to you to say otherwise. In fact, I am declaring myself deeply DEpendent.
Dependent on: my husband, my parents, my in-laws, my brother and sister-in-law, parent-friends-who-are-down-to-carpool. My bandmates! My songwriting community, and Pat, Laurel, and Lori who keep it running. My friends who have nothing to do with music, my friends who have everything to do with music! The Sarah Subscribers at Patreon! People coming to shows so that venues say I can play there so that I can sing for new people who might need the song of my heart and might come to shows and and and…this list is for sure missing 75 more things.
Often, I’ve been offered a narrative of valor wrapped around independence. Maybe you have, too? I see some good in this. In knowing I can do things on my own. Except…even as I type THAT I am hit with the ‘nah….you’re (ju)Lyin’ to yourself, Sarah‘.
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Everything I do is intertwined with the good graces and the loud cheering and the small kindnesses and the daily, patient allowances of other humans. AND it’s actually, hopefully, FOR the other humans as well. Right? YES.
That’s why I write songs. That is always the why. To say the thing that I need to say in hopes that it is what someone else needs to hear, or is trying to say. So…allow me to celebrate this day by remembering how DEPENDENT I am. And, since I’m with a crop of the humans mentioned above, may I go and say big thank yous right to their face.
This is all my exploration of it in my musical/professional space, but if you’ve read any of my too long emails before, I suspect you know that I think this TOTALLY APPLIES ALL OVER (in addition to writing many an email about it I’ve written many a song for this feeling, too).
We DEPEND on one another. We do we do we do…
so, what if we loved up on that a bit? Honored this dependence by smearing an extra layer of kindness on our words, our actions.
Seeing one another with eyes that recognize the truth of it?
Oh yes, please!
l) l imagine they depend on each other, yeah? r) the sky ACTUALLY WAS THIS. WHOA. Not juLyin‘, not AI-in’