Join Sarah Burton & myself for a night of music as part of the Bare Bones & Up Front Indie Music Series at The Toronto Centre for the Arts.
Sarah Burton & Kim Jarrett
The Toronto Centre for the Arts – Gallery Theatre
5040 Yonge St.
Toronto, ON M2N 6R8
March 5th, 2014
$20 at ticketmaster or the door
So exciting to be a part of this new indie music series, presented by The Toronto Centre for the Arts!
Click the image above, or here to purchase tickets from ticketmaster.ca
Bare Bones & Up Front is an 8 week indie music showcase that will feature some of Toronto’s best talent, stripped down to the essence of their songs. Beginning Wednesday nights on February 19, you will be able to experience 2 different artists.
More information is online at: http://www.tocentre.com/barebonesupfront
Like Bare Bones & Up Front on facebook: www.facebook.com/barebonesandupfront - and visit the “Contest” tab for your chance to win tickets to all 8 dates!
Times flies. People say this all the time. Some people feel it more than others. I’m feeling it very strongly these days. Mostly because being a December baby, I get hit with a double dose of reflectivity – the year end in general, and my own personal year end. I used to find it depressing. Luckily, for the last decade or so I’ve felt pretty satisfied at the end of each year. I guess that comes with knowing what you want, and doing it. And maybe, just getting older in itself helps.
So, as I approach my 39th birthday (!) I’m sitting here thinking I should do something special to mark the occasion. It’s not the big 4-0 yet, but I think 39 is a good number. Not too old, not too young. Experienced and a bit more cynical perhaps, but still hopeful and excited about, well – *some* things… See – there’s that cynicism.
Often people ask me what I would like for my birthday. I normally don’t want anything aside from hanging out with friends and family but this year I *do* want something, and I’m asking for it. For those of you who have read my blog before, you’ve no doubt noticed that some posts are videos of songs that I write with Elana Harte in her kitchen. We write them in a few hours, then we post them that same session. It’s a ton of fun and we’ve written quite a number of tunes together over the last few years. I believe 16 is the current count, although we only started videoing them recently.
So – what do I want for my birthday, then? I would love, love, love for you to reserve a seat (or two!) to come see Elana & I play some of these songs, among others, at the very beautiful and intimate downtown Toronto listening room – Musideum. The show isn’t until Saturday, January 18th, 2014 so it won’t interfere with your busy holiday plans. And – I would love you even more than I already do.
Please click the link below and make my birthday dreams come true!
Thanks as always – I look forward to seeing you in 2014!
gigs – cds – mp3s – news – blog
Things in my life recently have got me to thinking about what “success” is.
It’s easy to try to define it in terms of money, and power, but is that *really* what it is?
I used to think that success meant a lot of money. Like a ton of it. I no longer define it in terms of money at all. In my “older” age, I’ve come to realize that money doesn’t mean what it used to mean to me. It’s only a tool to provide access to opportunities. Of course, a lot of money makes all of that easier, but not having a lot of money isn’t a deterrent in itself. Also – the more money you have, the more you tend to spend – unless you actually use a budget and stick to it – which I do, by the way. Obsessively, in fact, but that’s another post!
When I was a teenager, trying to decide what to “do with my life” in terms of a career, I avoided the idea of music. Mostly because I wasn’t aware of the multitude of career paths in that industry, and because I was still relatively uncomfortable performing in public. Also, as a female who excelled in math and science, I was pushed (er, gently nudged?) onto a path around careers like that from teachers, and well, everyone. The only thing I knew, was that I couldn’t picture myself in a day-to-day, 9-5 role in any capacity. I couldn’t picture the house and the cars and the kids. When I thought of my future – I saw – nothing.
I won’t get into the details of my life between the ages of 18 and 25ish in this post, but, during that time, I attempted to follow a more standard path to “success”, and failed quite miserably. Miserably being the operative word. Maybe this happens to everyone in early adulthood – I mean, how else do you discover who you are and what you want? I know I’ve had even more challenging situations in my life since then, but they haven’t seemed as difficult. I can only assume this is because I am living my life more in line with my values, and my own definitions of success, because I know it’s not about money (or often, lack thereof, in my case).
Do I have a point to this post? I think so. I’m reminding myself that it’s all good. I make choices based on myself. Not on others, and especially not on the expectations of others. I love where I live (my city, and my apartment). I love my life partner. I love even more that he’s my musical partner, too. I love my jobs. I go to sleep happy. I sleep very well. I haven’t found myself grinding my teeth in almost a decade. I wake up happy. I’m happy throughout the day, and throughout all the trying circumstances that life throws at me. I’m grateful for all of the challenges, and the opportunities that friends, family, and strangers have given me. I have more than most of the world. I have enough.
How do you define success? Do you have enough? Please let me know in the comments!
gigs – cds – mp3s – news – blog
I watched the movie, “This is 40″ , yesterday and it got me thinking about children.
A lot of people have them, and obviously, there would be nobody to read this post if some people didn’t, but I find it super curious that when a woman chooses to not have children, some people take issue with it.
I guess that’s nothing new in this world – look at anti-abortion laws and pro-life activists (not to the mention the media in general) – they all revolve around the idea that women aren’t people. Aren’t capable of making a decision because obviously – if you have a uterus, you are simply an object – you are at the mercy of your biology, and you have no mind, no thoughts – no life of your own.
Don’t get me wrong – I like kids, and if people want to have kids I think it’s great that they do so, but for me personally – not my thing. For the last two decades I’ve had to put up with people assuming that I’ll have kids, or asking why I don’t, or looking at me like I’m crazy because I don’t want any, and then very patronizingly saying, “oh, you’ll change your mind”. Guess what? I didn’t. And now I’m almost 40, so soon, the option to do so won’t even be there if I wanted it. Maybe then people will stop asking.
I’ve never identified myself by gender first. I’ve always been “Kim” – a person. Not “Kim”, an empty uterus and mind to fill with the status quo. I suppose some people would say this is a feminist rant, and maybe it is. You can call it whatever you want, but I know that if I was a man called, “Kim”, nobody would even ask if I had children, let alone care if I said I didn’t have any, or want any.
I know I’m not alone here – I have plenty of female (& male) friends who are also happy to be childless by choice, and others who are equally happy to be mothers and parents. To each her own.
gigs – cds – mp3s – news – blog
ps choosing the tags for this post confused me (must be those pesky female hormones) so please feel free to suggest more
image from: http://openclipart.org