The special guest star who walked into the middle of the last one and then chatted with us at the start of this track is Justin Hartley who drums in a couple of bands with Dave Stagner and put down some of the drum tracks on our album, too. At least four people in the front were TRYING to wave him away from walking in front of the camera, but eh. I thought it was funny.
This is one of those songs that would be a lot more fun if I could put it to some kind of music video of cats doing cat things. But my ability to video edit is literally what I have done putting these on YouTube. So…probably not happening. If anybody wants a good copy of the audio to do it for me, let me know!
Also, this is one of those songs that I don’t really like singing into a microphone. Most of the songs Sarah writes are in her register; Sarah sings low alto. Most pop songs are voiced for altos or mezzo-sopranos. I can sing all those ranges just fine, but in choir I’m actually a high, high soprano. And it breaks something in my brain when I have to sing a pop song with my soprano voice. I was trained to sing Vivaldi and such, so it’s very difficult for me to sing high in my register but not classical-formal-proper. Vivaldi never envisioned a song about a cat squashing frogs, I don’t think. Anyway, I feel like microphones always exacerbate the weirdness of it, so I get a lot more nervous and I think I sing less well overall. Give me rock and an alto part and I settle right in — singing high is something else.
*Please note that this entry has been backdated. Basically, the summer got completely away from me AND I lost access to posting on the site from the reliable computer I’d been using — and posting via smartphone is not as elegant as it sounds. So, to make up for it, I’ve retroactively put this entry here. Hopefully this won’t become an annual trend!
Since I forgot to put up a post last week and I haven’t had time to think of anything particularly clever this week, have a few pictures of our cat, Kiba:
Kiba is about 4 and a half years old and he was a shelter cat we added to our house in the winter of 2015. He’s big into sleeping on my stomach, sleeping on my lap, sleeping against my leg, and otherwise sleeping somewhere he can lean on me. He’s also our resident hunter who happily kills and eats any bug he can reach and — rather memorably — any mice he finds in the basement.
He would also like you to know that he does not appreciate being woken up from a nap in the sun on top of Sarah’s flannel shirt just for a picture, no matter how cute he is.
Kiba spends a lot of time on this window-seat chittering and meowing at the world and everything in it. And when there are birds or squirrels or butterflies or rabbits or bees or basically anything that moves that he might be able to eat, he will tell you, quite loudly, that he is entirely prepared to eat them…if only the stupid humans would open the window to let him get at them!
And a bonus picture of our older cat, Maia:
Maia has been with us since the summer of 2005 when she was a year and a half old, making her our darling old lady kitty. She is…not what I would call “fond” of Kiba in any traditional sense, but she absolutely LIVES to chase him around and pretend to bop him with her little paws. Kiba outweighs her by something like 3.5 pounds, but she is definitely the boss around the house.
For extra special bonus, here is a song I wrote about cats in general. Not Kiba or Maia or even Thunder who we lost in 2015. Just cats in general. But it is starring Mister Kiba himself, though not altogether willingly.
Of note? It is NOT easy to not only try to keep Kiba in frame, but keep Maia OUT of frame and NOT starting one of her little dominance standoffs with him! That relief at the end? That was absolutely genuine. And I’m never trying to record a song with a cat EVER AGAIN.
Though the bloopers were hilarious. One day I’ll make a supercut of them. You know. Someday. Eventually. Sooner or later. I hope.