Tea in Brooklyn

Just back from two weeks in the midwest and northeast US with the lovely and soulful Irish singer-songwriter Damien Dempsey and his guitar player John McLoughlin. Wednesday I leave for my own tour in Ireland - I can’t get enough. Wrote two songs on this tour, which is rare, and rare is good. Damien’s music is divine: inspiring.

It’s 70 degrees and sunshine in Brooklyn. I’m exhausted but happy. Today random strangers helped me carry my suitcase and guitar up and down subway stairways and this morning a friend in Boston made me the best breakfast I’ve had in ages - it was an elixir made with coconut oil and bee pollen and blueberries and soy milk and other goodies to counteract…um, booze.

The friends I’m staying with are playing music I don’t recognize but it’s catchy, with harmonies and guitar licks - kind of sounds like they were influenced by the beach boys. God only knows where I’d be without you - this is something I’ve been thinking about in my writing lately, like wtf - it’s so amazing that we’re able to dig deep and make music and leave our souls bare for people to share and that despite all the ballyhooing and fears, it makes us safer - you think you know, but then you don’t, then you think you do then you don’t, then you try it and it f-ing works. Pardon the language, but I’ve been with two hilarious Irishmen for 2 weeks - the phrases rub off. Art is salvation, is what I’m saying, but so is living- the more you put into life, really the safer you are - somehow our egos don’t get this, but it’s true.

Much love to all who stood right by the stage and listened so intently at the Damo shows. It was a thrill to play for you all and I hope to see everyone soon.

Love,
Jess

Jess with Damien Dempsey and John McLoughlin, backstage at the Knitting Factory in NY.

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