I forgot how to pray, and prayer led me to a bar….and that’s when it got weird.

 

March 25th is the date of my event for the Pacific Transplant and I couldn’t figure out how to make this event absolutely special, so I did what I forgot was the best thing to do, which was a little time with the Good Ol’ Lord!  I took some time actually a lot of time, and threw my woes and tribulations, yes woes and tribulations to the sky for God who everyone says can handle anything and everything.  Well shit, I figured why not revert back to some good old fashioned faith, it worked remarkably well for my parents, and their parents before them so what the heck.  I’ve been to Pathways on Grant St at least 4 times now so, hell I’m moving in the right direction, maybe God will throw me a bone here.

Here’s my situation, the reason I KEEP finding myself talking to the air, in a completely normal conversational tone…They say that those that talk to God are spiritual and that those that talk to made up entities are nuts, I believe I’m both, a nutty spiritual. I was looking for answers to the following.

1. My event on the 25th at Zen Ultra Lounge is coming along horribly and  I need sponsors and I need direction how the F! am I going to get this organized on my own….
2. How in Gods name do I teach these little yard apes (kids under age of 9) to practice their guitar it’s like pulling teeth.  egh!
3. I’m low on funds for everything, and I have a very hard working Mexican cinematographer living in my basement working his pony tail off, need to pay and feed this kid somehow or my projects are done before we even get a chance to launch.
4. Thousands of little kids in an orphanage thousands miles away may not have an improved lives because I can’t get my SHIT together ahhhh!!!!!!!!!
5. Kind of feel like a drink.

That’s it nothing to pressing right?

Well as soon as I hung up my direct line with the almighty, I got a phone call from Gary @ Club Vinyl.  “sammy what you up to?  Nothing. Good we need another bartender for Artopia wanna work tonight?”  My reply “totally, love to work.”

Artopia which is bar slang for “cluster fuck” did bring an amazing amount of shotty organization, which is no-ones fault it’s just how it is when you have that many vendors, free alcohol, a bunch of rowdy’s together under one roof. Artopia also brought with it a couple surprises.  For example answer to prayer issue #1- Look what I found in the basement performing…..B TO THE MOTHER F’IN SHIGLEY.

Our girl on the mic

two adopted children from the Philipines joining forces.....finally!

NOW THIS IS NUTS…

B.shigley also the front man/woman to the amazing band B.Sous where I likened her to Filipino Gwen Steffani, was one of the highlights of this years Westword Artopia! Shigley was absolutely captivating watching her perform with her band. www.myspace.com/bsousmusic Check it for some great music. We later found out that we had this in common….weird.

1. We both are adopted from the Philippines
2. We came out of the country at around the same time (one of the last groups of children let out during the late 70′s)
3. We are both from Manila
4. We both are musicians
5. We are both dreamers following our dreams to the point of wrangling, with so much action it’s gross
6. We are both trying to get to the Philippines to do work for our orphanages
7. Living by the same philosophy “If it is to be, IT is up to ME.”
8. …..we both rock big time.

Long story short we’re joining forces, and it is my pleasure to announce B.Sous will performing at the Pacific Transplant Project March 25th at ZEN ULTRA LOUNGE as well as myself Sammy T and ST2, with special guests OPM, and a few others.  The benefit just took a  huge smack in the right direction. Answer to prayer number one!

Upon my meetings over the past couple days the rest of the issues I was dealing with took care of themselves, my Mexican Cinematographer has been fed and is happy, due to the fact that I am giving FREE LESSONS, and most of the students have been beautiful girls, weird.  I even quelled the drinking urge, thanks to a quick substitution of  mom’s home made banana bread-good trade and some stellar timing on Mama Taggett’s part.  Love you mom.

I am teaching these kids for free and its helping me figure out new techniques to make these kids practice, a lot of it centers around hopping them up on lick-a-maid, and Mountain dew, but I only have them for a half hour so that after they are done vibrating I can send them scattering to dig and play in dirt again.

The Orphans thousands of miles away well they are doing just fine and will benefit greatly from the efforts that will pay off in Gods Time. The work for them has been given an amazing boost of soul adrenaline and victory is guaranteed, I know why I am doing all this work, the how will take care of itself.  I am so excited and feeling more on it than I ever have been, it’s going to be an amazing event, stay tuned for the updates and free music.

Contact me if you want free lessons for you or your little yard apes (kiddos), yes I know FREE, not selling anything, just teaching and getting pretty good at it.  IF at some point your kid shows promise than you can DONATE if you feel like it is something you can do.  I want people to have music in their lives period and if they can create on their own accord all the better. That being said I hope to see you with guitar in hand, and a smile on your face sooner than later.

INSPIRATIONALLY YOURS

~Sammy T

see look how excited I am to hang out with babies!