What I Do When I Am Me
Hi, Lyssa here. All about me... I was born on a dark and stormy night in mid November. Seriously just ask Ma. Was it singing or screaming she was doing as I arrived a month late and 30 hours of labor later? Anyhow, Ma loves music and she's been singing as long as I remember. As a kid I would try and mimic her and so it goes: Ma taught me to sing. I grew up the daughter of two theater nuts: my Mom the singing actress and my Dad the perpetual artist/director. I've been around live performance virtually all my life and have an innate love for it. As I grew older my folks nurtured my love to sing and the Xmas I turned 18 the family got together and bought me an acoustic guitar and some lessons. The guitar teacher (hi Scotty) noticed I could sing as he taught me to play 'Wish You Were Here' he plugged me into his system and for the first time I heard myself loud as hell. I belted along with some of his other students to rock tunes from bands like L7, Pearl Jam and Concrete Blonde. Rocker girl was born. At this time my addictions to drugs and alcohol began to tear down my life and my love of music with it. I quit the lessons, stopped jamming with other students and made drugs a priority. I made some half-ass attempts at bands but my addiction had set a ugly self-centered ball rolling that affected my ability to work with others. My mid-20's brought about my first serious attempt at recovery (there were many, many half-ass attempts at that too). I got some time together and found myself dusting off that guitar and playing at acoustic open mics. My fledgling sobriety found me to be a bit of a poet. My artistic roots resurfaced and I began the craft of songwriting. About a year or so into my open mic-ing local Cape (the place I call my heart and home: Cape Cod Mass) places began to offer me paying gigs. My life as a professional musician began to gather speed. I forgot my recovery process and began to focus solely on singing and songwriting. I relapsed soon after I lost priority and once again my love of all things drifted down to the bottom of a tequila bottle. Music disappeared. Present day and many years and tears later (more of a 12 Step blues songs than a bio-entry). I'm sober nearly 5 years (back on the beam) and living in western Mass. I've been given a huge gift of singing in a band - rocker girl has re-surfaced alive and well. I still have an acoustic guitar and write a song or two now and again. I love the band. It is a dream come true (I love you Mike!). There is something about playing with others that is so much better than playing with myself. I live with my partner Missy and our two children: Mr. And Sushi. Life is good. Thanks for your interest in my record. Please play the tracks, I'm a fan of the old saying, 'try it before you buy it.'