(Please read in that “In a world…” movie guy voice) She was born on the edge of the universe, or as it’s known to earth dwellers, Duluth, a northern Minnesota port town three hours from the Canadian border, near the rocky shores of the biggest, deepest freshwater lake in the world, the Great Lake Superior. Both fascinating and foreboding, this awe-inspiring inland sea seems to be a symbol of her soul and from it flows freshwater words and unbroken waves of music. (OK, enough of that.)
My main medium is music; I’ve been a musician (piano, voice), composer, lyricist, and songwriter most of my life, but I’ve been almost equally in love with words and language for just as long. Dust Off The Neurons is an expanding collection of my personal essays, short stories, and poems. A sampling of my music can be found on my website www.marissadodge.com and more of it can be found in the world.
I’m a serious wit, cynic romantic, ideally tragic, dark optimistic, hopeful sarcastic, sentimental futurist, near-sighted visionary, up in arms and up all night. I play with B4 Jazz Quartet, the Marissa Dodge Quartet, a jazz trio, and sometimes solo. I live in the woods with many things I love and a couple of things I don’t. There’s infinitely more, but for now…
Three last things:
The mind is a terrible thing.
There’s only one of me, so savor it while you can.
I’m doing my Kegel’s right now.
Misty,
As always, you mystify me! I absolutely love your unstoppable wit, your on-the-money characterizations of everything you do and your never slumbering mind. It’s either a blessing or a curse that creative minds appear to operate most efficiently while all others sleep. Been there, done that! Having known you since we were both knee high to duck, I can honestly say I’m proud to have a true talent, such as yourself, as a friend. I love reading all that you put out there. It’s courageous the way you put it all on the line. I’m ashamed to say that I’m not familiar with your music…yet! That is something I hope to remedy soon. I wish you continued success in all your future endeavors and know that I remain a dedicated Fan, bust most importantly, a friend.
Love you M.
John
Me again. I don’t know why but when I read/re-read your stuff it makes me think…well really get deep within myself.
Right now I’m wondering what I’ll do when a / the big event happens. I’ve lived a great life, no complains, well maybe that I didn’t take up music/the tenor eariler but that’s crying over split milk, and I always clean up anyway.
Events? We’ll leave it there for now.
Thanks for being there for all to enjoy. I can’t wait to hear your playing. Don’t hesitate to send me an mp3 of your playing/singing/shoveling snow or whatever.
I’m starting to record myself, ug, it’s like looking in the mirror. Someday…..
good nite…
frank