Amber Ojeda

For those who have been following me over the past year, you may know I delayed the release of my newest album Space Bar Love . I am elated to say I will be officially releasing it to iTunes and other various online retailer’s in January of 2012!!

I have struggled with whether to modify the album since then (sitting too long with any product will turn an artist into a madman). This project was truly a effort of love for me. It was written & recorded over a period of aprox.4 months with 2 of my favorite collaborator’s David Ott & Jonathan Bengco of Mind Majors. We followed no format, drew outside of every line possible & simply followed our feelings. This process gave birth to many things for me; 1) great friend’s 2) a range of emotions from unbearable laughter to crying my eyes out & 3) this body of work. So after much deliberation, I am not messing with it. Any of it. I am simply going to allow it to live.

Below is a song titled ‘No Goodbye’. It was written and recorded in a single session. This experience was one filled with tear’s, propelled by a great love and feeling of loss over an estranged relationship in my life. It’s raw. Very lightly mixed and a little mad. I think sometime’s the imperfections in life can be the common thread that holds us all together. So if you are missing someone this holiday season know you are not alone.

I am right there with you.

Love and many many blessing’s to you all,
Amber

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Looking back on my life thus far I am truly in awe of how every journey, every trail marked in bread crumbs has always led me to a destination full of surprise. Being the Virgo that I am I like to control. I like to set parameters and make outlines based on time tables and snack breaks. I like to assume I have a hold on my future.

I don’t.

I never have.

I guess all I can do is pack my lunch and wait for my next itinerary.

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The song ‘Home for Me’ written by Jes Hudak, Melissa Rapp & Myself was highlighted in yahoo music. I am very proud of this song.  I feel it represents so many of us. Take a listen or rather a watch : )

Kara DioGuardi and Jewel’s reality-TV songwriting competition on Bravo, “Platinum Hit,” isn’t exactly garnering “Project Runway”- or “Real Housewives”-style ratings, but some really impressive music has come out of its three little-seen episodes. It’s too bad more people aren’t being exposed some of the contestants’ fantastic original songs. These talented kids deserve to be heard.

Case in point: This week’s “Home For Me,” a bittersweet ballad written as part of this week’s road trip-themed challenge by Jes Hudak (who came up with the main hook) with Melissa Rapp and Amber Ojeda. The song is simply gorgeous. Goosepimply. It even thawed out Kara’s icy heart, and guest judge Natasha Bedingfield said she could imagine herself singing it.

Watch Jes, Melissa, and Amber’s full performance of “Home For Me” below. You might like it so much, you’ll tune into “Platinum Hit” next Monday to see (and hear) what you’re missing.

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It’s funny, just when I’m certain I have it figured out I look at the ground and see my reflection in the puddle. Piercing thorough my eyes she’s gazing back at me, a spirit I know well. Her name is ego and she has had a hold on me for years. Charming little bitch, but like all the wildflowers painfully insecure. We fight like sisters all the time, she and I. She hates the bruises. I love to write their stories. The chord is strong between us and she knows it. Every night as I lay in bed meditating I pray for it to dissolve. She giggles in the corner of my mind.

Where does one find peace from such a boisterous trouble maker? Is it truly the human condition that created Ego? It serves no purpose. Creates havoc in our minds and literally drives me insane sometimes. She is like an unhealthy relationship I cling to because the sex is just so damn good. Deep down inside I know every time I connect with her it will end badly for me.

So here I stand. At the corner of Reality TV show & Everyone’s watching you. I feel like she has been waiting for this block for years. It’s a scary industrial street. With unfamiliar faces and alleys that I can’t quite see all the way down. I find it both thrilling and nauseating. Unfamiliar territory. A very important person said to me a while back (and I will never forget it) “Opinions make people feel important.” You need to look no further than the millions of blog sites listed on the internet to validate this statement. Even this one I suppose? Even though I tend to shift the focus to my own experiences with life and my connection to it, at the end of the day it is indeed simply a space that cradles my opinions. Sometimes that witty little bitch of an ego even has a thing or two to say .

What an interesting though.

What an interesting though.

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I first saw this video shared on my facebook news feed and was drawn in by the title. I feel like I didn’t blink while watching this short documentary. The way it’s shot, the content being shared seemed to embody everything my head has been swimming around lately.

This does not need a brief synopsis from me.
Simply.
Press.
Play.

INFLUENCERS FULL VERSION from R+I creative on Vimeo.

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My grandfather has been quite under the weather for some time now. Damn heart. He loves so much that he is forgetting to save some pumps for himself. Last November I was in San Diego visiting him while he took a short vacation at the Green Hospital Resort (yes that’s a joke). I spoke to him of fear of failure. He spoke to me of the existence of no such thing. I cried to him feeling weak. He in a hospital bed, me standing in full health before him. I knew that he was strong enough to hold me up. After a lifetime of experience, family, love, and the occasional setback I suppose you have a broader scope on life. I with only 27 notches in my belt can look through no suck lens at times. My grandfather is grand in every sense of the word. He is to be respected, admired, feared, adored and above all listened to.

Cut to 4 months or so later… My grandfather (following another resort stay) and I are talking. I am telling him my same story—-> yes it’s an old one! and he has an epiphany. He says to me “Amber, I want you to write a play.” Ummm…. What? I don’t even read play’s let alone write them. My Grandfather replies “You will figure it out, and you will write one.”

I feel like I am living in my own play. Me of course being the uber dramatic sensitive artist unable to look at the big picture.

Maybe that’s where I should start sentence one… “There once lived a girl who held onto the words of her grandfathers years.. and began to write.”

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