A Festive Throwback Thursday blog – do you remember when I met Jake Power for coffee?

(First shared back in December 2017)

It was a chilly Saturday afternoon when I finally managed to catch up with Jake Power, front man with Silver Lake.  The band were in Glasgow a day early for the final show of their hugely successful Bonded Souls tour. Many of the arena shows in the UK have been sold out weeks in advance and Sunday’s show in the SSE Hydro is no exception. (I bought my ticket pre-sale over six months ago)

As we sat in a city centre coffee shop, I asked Jake how the recent run of shows had gone.

“They’ve been incredible! British audiences are so much more passionate than American crowds. And louder! You guys really know how to rock!” he enthused. “I don’t mean any disrespect to our American fanbase but shows at home tend to be in smaller venues, security can be strict and things seem a little more reserved. In these 10 000 seater arenas here, we’ve seen mosh pits every night.”

Before reaching the UK, Silver Lake toured through mainland Europe so I asked how those shows had measured up.

“They were all great. Some countries are more passionate than others. Italy was insane. We played shows in Milan and Rome. Those crowds were crazy! Cologne in Germany was a good show too. We played in Amsterdam just before we came over here. That one didn’t pan out so well. There were a few glitches. The fire alarm went off and we had to evacuate the venue twenty minutes into our set. I feel we owe those fans another show. We only had time to play three or four songs after they let us back into the building.”

With three critically acclaimed albums under their belts, I asked Jake what the Scottish fans could expect for the final show of the tour.

“A full two hour set, that’s for sure,” was Jake’s immediate reply. I was rewarded with on of those “Power” smiles! “We were talking about the set at lunch earlier. Grey has it written on the back of a napkin. I think we were up to nineteen or twenty songs. If we can work them all in before the curfew then we’ll play them.”

“Jake, you’ve been on the road for the last six weeks and have already commented on stage that it’s the longest that you’ve been away from your wife. How tough has that been?”

“Very,” admitted Jake, running his hand through his long blonde hair. “Usually Lori would travel with us for part of a tour. We had planned that she’d come over and spend a week or so here and travel back home with us but when we really thought it through, it just wasn’t going to be practical. Both of us felt it would be too much for Miss Melody and would trash her routine.”

This is a rare mention by Jake of his baby daughter and seizing the moments I asked how she was.

“She’s incredible. I can’t wait to get home to my girls. Melody’s at the stage she’s changing every day. I’ve missed so much in six weeks. Her personality is developing. If only she slept a bit better at night!”

Almost shyly, Jake showed me a photo on his phone of his wife Lori holding their baby girl. So far, they’ve shielded their daughter from the media but trust me, she’s adorable.

Now that the Bonded Souls tour cycle is winding up, I asked Jake about his and Silver Lake’s plans for the coming year.

“We’re all taking a break over the holidays then I head into the studio late January with Weigh Station. Those guys plan to have a new album out in the spring and to do a few of the summer festivals. Maybe a few side shows too. My diary has a few dates both here in Europe and in the US pencilled in from May through till August. Silver Lake are planning to hit the studio again in the fall. The schedule is filling up for next year and the year after. There’s talk of a full Weigh Station tour and a Silver Lake tour.”

“So, what’s first on your agenda when you get home, Jake?”

“Laundry! I’m running out of clean shorts,” laughed the charismatic front man, his hazel brown eyes twinkling with mischief. “No, seriously, laundry and some quality time with my li’l ladies. A quiet family Christmas.”

“At the beach?”

“No. Actually we’re heading off to the Poconos on Dec 23rd. Lori and I spent a short honeymoon there last Christmas, thanks to our manager Jethro. We stayed in an amazing log cabin near a huge frozen lake. It was so quiet. So peaceful. Both of us loved it so much we decided to go back this year. We’ll head back to New York for New Year’s then home to Rehoboth a few days later. Both of us have some business commitments in the city the first week in January. We’ll bring in the New Year with Maddy, our manager. She throws these huge New Year’s parties every year at her apartment. I’m under strict orders to be there with my guitars.”

As Jake stretched out his long denim clad legs and settled back in his seat, we ordered another coffee then I asked if he found it hard to slip back into “normal” life after a tour.

“It takes a few days to adjust,” he confessed. “On tour we are ruled by the clock constantly. Jethro and Maddy run a tight ship. We stick to the published itinerary. Doing as the boss tells us..well, most of the time.” He paused then continued. “The first day or so, Lori usually gives me a bit of space to do my own thing. Come down time. Time to go for a couple of long runs. Time to sort out my guitars after the tour. Time to do my laundry! I suspect things might be a little different this time. It’s the first time I’ve been away from my daughter for so long.  I just want to spend time with her and with Lori. Family time. That has to come first.”

As our coffees arrived, I asked Jake how his bandmates chilled out after a tour. He laughed then revealed, “They’ll kill me for saying this. Grey needs to get his hands dirty. He’s a mechanic and his yard is full of “projects”. He’ll be under the hood of one of his wreckers before the jet lag hits him.  Paul needs a day to go fishing. He also needs to get past Maddison and that can be a challenge. She’s a scary lady! I’d put money on it though that Paul has a boat trip booked for the end of next week already. Rich is the only one who takes a proper vacation every time. He heads to Florida to his sister and her family. I guess he likes to thaw out in the sun after this cold winter weather. He’ll be back in Rehoboth mid-January as we have teaching workshops booked in.”

“Workshops?”

Jake nodded. “We’re both music teachers at heart still. Every chance we get, we run a workshop or two at the high school where we both taught. As we’re home for a few weeks, Rich has worked out a four week course. Grey and Paul are involved here too this time. I think it’s two workshops per week after school and two all-day Saturday sessions. The aim is to pull a band or maybe even two bands together in time for the Valentine’s Day Ball.”

It struck me that home really is at the heart of Silver Lake. All four members live in and around the same small town, Rehoboth, Delaware, and all seem keen to give something back to their local community.

“We owe a lot to the local fans,” Jake acknowledged. “They’ve been behind us for a long time and it’s a pity we don’t get to play more shows closer to home. The closest we get to Rehoboth is either Baltimore or Philly. We talked about doing some small local shows like we used to. You know, Friday night set in a local bar. Something impromptu and low key. Hopefully we’ll make it happen in the spring this year.”

I asked Jake if he had any plans for any solo shows.

“No but never say never,” he replied with a grin. “I’ve only ever done one. That was couple of years back at the air force base in Dover. My brother’s are both air force. Peter called in a favour at the last minute. The band he had booked to play had missed their flight or something and were stuck in Canada. I only had a few hours’ notice but I didn’t want to let him down. It’s the most terrifying thing I’ve ever done! I felt like I was stripped naked in front of two hundred airmen.”

Now, there’s a thought, ladies….

I pointed out that Jake had appeared half naked several times with Weigh Station, prompting a fit of laughter.

“You can blame the late Dan Crow for that,” said Jake grinning. “And before you ask, I intend to keep all my clothes on in the Hydro tomorrow night. Too damn cold here to do anything else!”

Checking the time, Jake apologised that he would need to go, explaining that he had a call to make back at his hotel. I had time to squeeze in one last quick question so as Christmas is only a couple of weeks off, I asked what he hoped Santa Claus would bring him this year.

“Actually, I’m hoping for a new laptop,” Jake said as he reached for his leather jacket. “I dropped mine in London the other night. It fell off the table in the dressing room. Smashed the screen. Split the casing. I haven’t confessed this to my wife yet though. I only got it just before we left for this tour. Maybe I’ll be on the naughty list for that and end up getting underwear and socks on Christmas morning.”

As I watched Jake leave the coffee  shop, flashing a smile at the waitresses behind the counter, I couldn’t help but wonder if he’ll get that laptop or not….

Amazon.com links –

Stronger Within – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00VXDSC1M

Impossible Depths – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01C0GS30K

Bonded Souls – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XSQHG71

Shattered Hearts – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZY8ZSDM

Long Shadows – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08RR1FGLG

Amazon.co.uk links  –

Stronger Within – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00VXDSC1M

Impossible Depths – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01C0GS30K

Bonded Souls – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B06XSQHG71

Shattered Hearts – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07ZY8ZSDM

Long Shadows – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08RR1FGLG

Are you simply reading a story or are you making memories?

I stumbled across this image on Facebook the other morning. It made me smile.

Some of my fondest memories of being a child are connected to story time.

My mum read me a bedtime story every night till I was about nine years old. We would go to the library, pick some books, then enjoy them over the next few nights. We worked our way through all of Joan Drake’s Mr Grimpwinkle tales that way. We read story books sent over from the USA by family and enjoyed Bunny Blue’s search for his big pink satin bow many many times. Those stories and many more hold a special place in my heart. The last book she started to read to me at bedtime was Anne of Green Gables. In the middle of reading it, we moved house and somewhere along the line bedtime stories stopped. I had been deemed old enough to read by myself before falling asleep (something that happens every night to this day). We never finished Anne of Green Gables and to this day I have no idea how that story ends.

I remember my Wee Gran reading stories to me from my mum’s old childhood storybooks. These books were second/third hand, well-loved and well-read before my mum was even born but the stories in them are timeless. The books themselves have seen better days but are now around one hundred years old.

My aunt introduced me to a certain cat that sparked a lifelong love of Dr Seuss. Thirty years later, when I visited her with my own kids those books came back out, and they too were introduced to The Cat In The Hat.

When my kids were little, I read to them from the time they were a few weeks old. There were countless storybooks in their rooms. I read them some of the stories from my childhood; I let them discover favourites from their own childhood. We read all about Hairy MacLary from Donaldson’s Dairy and I can still recite most of Each Peach Pear Plum.

You never really know though if those story time memories have stuck with them or not.

As I was thinking about how to approach this blog, Girl Child (now almost 22 years old) was sitting on the couch beside the Christmas tree scrolling through her phone. I asked her if she remembered the story that I used to read to her and her brother around Christmas time about a house rammed to the rafters with visiting family and friends. A house so crowded on Christmas Eve that the baby was put to bed in the sink.

There was a delighted, “Yes! I remember that story!”

My heart swelled,

So, when you’re reading to your little or not so little ones, remember its more than just reading a story to them. You’re actually making memories that last a lifetime.

PS We still have that festive tale. The book is in a box up in my parent’s attic and is called Christmas on Exeter Street.

Meandering After Dark

Sometimes you need to take time to meander and recharge those batteries and just chill for a bit.

Normal blog service will resume next week.

Fancy a Silver Lake Christmas?

As they walked along the snow-covered beach, Jake smiled. Watching the kids trying to run on ahead, occasionally throwing snowballs at each other and then lying down to make snow angels warmed his heart from the cold winter breeze that blew in off the ocean. With only two sleeps till Christmas both of them were hyper; both super excited at the thought of Santa Claus visiting.

“This way, kids!” he called as they reached a path that led up to the boardwalk.

Much to his surprise, they both came running towards him, slipping their tiny, gloved hands into his without being asked.

“What are you wanting Santa to bring you?” asked Melody as they walked along the boardwalk.

“Oh, I don’t know,” answered Jake, stalling for time. “Some new running shoes. Maybe a new guitar.”

“You’ve got lots of guitars!” stated Jesse bluntly.

“And you’ve got lots of trains, but you’ve still asked Santa Claus for another one,” teased Jake.

“I think Mommy wants a new computer,” announced Melody, changing the subject. “She was calling hers some bad words last week.”

With a laugh, Jake admitted that Lori had indeed called her laptop some choice names after it had crashed and deleted two days’ worth of work.

As the family group walked along the boardwalk, the kids ran on ahead to explore the small Christmas houses that had sprung up. The red Santa mailbox stood on the boardwalk opposite the bandstand.

Carefully, Jake removed the letters from his jacket pocket and handed them to the kids to mail. Pulling his cell out too, he took some photos of them posting the envelopes to Lapland then suggested that they go and stand by the town’s large Christmas tree for more photos.

“Ok, guys,” began Jake as he slipped the phone back into his jacket. “Who wants hot chocolate?”

“Me! Me! Me!”

(extract from Long Shadows)

If you want to read more then you can catch up with Jake and all things Silver Lake using the links below

Amazon.com links –

Stronger Within – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00VXDSC1M

Impossible Depths – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01C0GS30K

Bonded Souls – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XSQHG71

Shattered Hearts – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZY8ZSDM

Long Shadows – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08RR1FGLG

Amazon.co.uk links  –

Stronger Within – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00VXDSC1M

Impossible Depths – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01C0GS30K

Bonded Souls – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B06XSQHG71

Shattered Hearts – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07ZY8ZSDM

Long Shadows – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08RR1FGLG

Continue The Story – A 2021 Tale of Suspense

With her head spinning, she opened the box and poured the contents out onto the countertop. Lifting the instruction leaflet, she skimmed through it, carefully assembling the paraphernalia she needed from the scattered contents of the flat box.

Leaving the leaflet open at the step-by-step guide page, she opened the packet containing the testing tile. Next, she settled the plastic test tube/dropper into the round hole in the corner of the cardboard tray and peeled off the foil seal. Muttering, she wrestled with the small plastic bag designed for the rubbish until she got it open. Lastly, she opened the packet containing the small slender swab.

How hard could this be?               

Dreading the thought of how it would feel, she gingerly inserted the swab into her right nostril, guiding it in as far as it would go. As instructed, she swirled it around for a slow count of five then, her stomach heaving, she inserted it up her left nostril and repeated the count. Twitching her nose like Samantha from Bewitched, she put the slender swab into the test tube.

Her hands were clammy and trembling as she stirred it round and counted slowly to thirty then to five as she “squeezed” it out in the tube. Having discarded the swab in the small plastic bag, she pushed the stopper into place, eased the test tube out of the cardboard hole then dripped four drops into the sample section of the tile.

Offering up a silent prayer, she watched and waited….

Slowly the liquid soaked up through the tile. The timer on her phone clicked down second by painfully slow second.

Before her, the result emerged…

Michelle A. Bailey’s Black Friday Romance Book Fair… step inside and check it out

Want to show your support for Indie Authors? Yes? Then check out the books listed in Michelle’s Book Fair using the link below

https://michelle-a-bailey.com/bookfair

There’s romance novels in all genres of romance to choose from and you might spot a familiar name in there too 🙂

Black Friday Deal- Buy One Get One Free

Want to avoid the chaos of Black Friday?
Want to spend the weekend at the beach with a hot rock star? Want it for free?
 
Look no further, Impossible Depths, book 2 in the Silver Lake series is free to download today
Here’s the links to that hot date with Jake Power
 
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01C0GS30K
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01C0GS30K
 
If you want to buy book one, Stronger Within, first, here’s the links:-
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00VXDSC1M
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00VXDSC1M
 
See it’s still a deal- buy one get one free 😊

Gentle Giants

Yes that tiny little spec at the top of the steps is me!

These gentle giants stand on the hills above Greenock. I’ve watched them from afar and until yesterday had never been up close to them.

Boy Child suggested a change of scenery for a walk in the chilly November sun. A bit of remote peace and quiet sounded like the ideal way to spend and hour or so. A bit of headspace time that we both needed after a hectic week. Time away from the world.

There’s something soothing about the gentle swooshing noise these turbines make. OK, one was whinging and whining a bit. (Must be the teenage girl one! LOL) It was surprisingly calming walking the circular route round the wind farm. There’s eight of these gentle giants and they stand some 110m high. The view from the top of one must be stunning as the views from ground level are breathtaking.

An hour among these gentle giants was definitely good for the soul.

Finding Your Buzz when there’s no bees about.

This morning, I wakened at my usual early hour and could cheerfully have curled up and stayed under the duvet for another hour. The dark mornings do not inspire me to get my sorry ass out of bed. I miss summer. I miss the light mornings. I miss the sunshine. I miss the bees!

I wiped the last remnants of sleep from my eyes and wandered downstairs. I rolled out my yoga mat, lit a tealight, found my yoga video of choice and spent 30 minutes trying to stretch some life into my weary body. I always end my morning yoga session with a 10 minute chakra meditation. As part of that, I choose my affirmation for the day.

This morning my mind was debating between a few. Life’s busy. There’s a lot going on in the background and my mind is somewhat pre-occupied these days. I decided that my affirmation for today was “Be Positive”. I wrote it down as I always do.

As I sat relaxing for a few minutes before it was time to really start the day, I was scrolling through Facebook and stumbled across this lovely lady’s TED talk.

I worked alongside Jennifer in the salt mine several years ago and while we’ve never met face to face (yet) our paths would cross occasionally back then on various calls and pieces of work. Like many folk, our paths now cross online.

Today’s encounter was timely. This was just what I needed to hear at 7.15am this morning.

So, all that’s left to say is ” thank you, Jennifer.”

If you want to find your inner buzz, please take the time to listen to the video below.

If you want to know more about Jennifer, please reach out via her website

https://begealcoaching.ie

or via Facebook

https://www.facebook.com/Begealcoaching

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A Christmas Stranger – K.M. Lowe – new release. Check it out!

Title – A Christmas Stranger Author – KM Lowe

Editor – Karen Sanders

Designer – Francessca Wingfield

Genre – Contemporary romance A Christmas Stranger

A chance encounter with a stranger might just change two lives forever. Going home to Scotland for Christmas is the only thing Ilythia prides herself on doing at Christmas. Family gatherings, eating and drinking too much, and crashing on the couch with games is her idea of heaven at this magical time of year. Until her plans are destroyed. A cancelled flight, cancelled plans, and stuck in New York with no family is her idea of hell…but her path collides with a stranger and things don’t look as dull. Damon hides from Christmas. Nothing about the festive season is remotely happy for him. Give him work to hide away in the shadows with any day. Alone is where he’s happiest. However, when Ilythia and Damon meet for the first time, sparks fly, temperatures soar, and the chemistry is off the charts. Will Damon and Ilythia be able to change their way of thinking, take a walk on the wild side, and enjoy a different Christmas?

Amazon U.K – https://amzn.to/3H8KADA

Amazon .com – https://amzn.to/3kgYPfp

Goodreads – https://bit.ly/3ocKCS3

Bookbub – https://www.bookbub.com/…/a-christmas-stranger-by-km-lowe

Contact The Author Facebook – www.facebook.com/authorkmlowe

Twitter – www.twitter.com/KMLOWE86

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