Showing posts with label Drums. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Drums. Show all posts

Friday, February 7, 2014

Mae's Work History

So while we ate cake the other night and basked in the glow of Mabel's birthday, we started reminiscing about the past, and all the unbelievable jobs she has held in her short time here in this thing we call life. It's actually amazing what she has achieved. So we thought we'd take a look back...

She started out at that dueling piano bar where there was never a request she couldn't fulfill.

The piano playing was a night gig so during the day she looped in with this Polish trio and covered the Wicker Park area cleaning houses.

On Saturdays she got a job at the local car wash. Turns out the manager had actually seen her her at the piano club and she was hired on the spot.

 Later she joined the MLS and took the Seattle Sound all the way to the final, only to see her team lose 1-nill on a questionable call that led to a penalty kick.

Her piano friends all had grandiose ideas of becoming bigtime musicians so she decided to become multi-faceted and started drumming for a band called Let Go of My Blanket.

Then the summer hit and it was all about the lifeguard jobs at the local pool.

And by night she was a starving artist who dabbled in painting and grafitti.


Her true love called in the Summer of '69 (hello, Bryan Adams) and she spent 3 months on a farm in Kentucky as a ranch hand with her Nana.

She moved back to Chicago and got a job working in the kitchen at a pizza place where Finley and Dad ate 6 times a week on her kitchen discount.

There she met a lady who owned a cake decorating company and asked her to come on board part time as a baker, which for a few months she felt like was her true calling in life.

Until she saw the broadway play CATS in London and tried out for a part as Mr. Mistopholes. She didn't get it, but she did get a part as a jungle cat dancer and was on stage for 6 seconds every night, which was a highlight of her life.

Being around musical folks every night brought her to her next adventure, which was lead singer of a wedding band that specialized in 70s disco music.

One of the weddings was a shotgun wedding and the bride, who was born and raised on the south side of Chicago, was looking for a nanny. She loved the way Mae sang that soulful 70s music so she asked her right there on the spot and Mae jumped at the chance and spent her days watching over a 4-month old while she dreamed of her next big adventure.

Mae - always looking for the angle, that kid.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Summer Fests

Not to be confused with Summer Fest in Milwaukee, this is the plural version, which is the multitude of summer festivals in Chicago.

 A couple Saturdays ago was Division Fest. It started out with a long hike to the fest, so naturally, I went piggy back.


When we got there we got our faces painted - moi, a turtle, and Mae, an octopus. She wore this thing very very proudly.


We met up with our best friend Ana at the fest, too. That's when it got crazy. I got my hair colored - red, pink, blue and green...


Dad said I looked like Ani DiFranco. I thought he said Ana DiFranco and I was like, "Dad, that's not her last name," but apparently An DiFranco is someone entirely different.



And then we decided to start a cover band. First Ana rocked the drums while I shredded it on the strat (straight southpaw, I might add) and then we switched. Our agent says that versatility is what is going to get us signed to a label.