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The scales always find a way to level out.

The universe keeps coming through for me at the right time.

There have been times my friends have called me Even Steven – referring to this classic Seinfeld episode http://youtu.be/prvm5ZFPIrE (they’re all classic, really)

It’s not really that accurate, but it’s still funny. I mean I’ve lost 18 basketball Grand Finals and never won one… That was been the cause of much heart ache that I’ve never truly recovered from.

I won’t bother chronicaling every devine moment I’ve experienced, and, that I’ve maybe read too much in to, but I will talk about this particular time.

Three nights ago I got up on stage at a story telling event run by The Moth

I followed my whimsies and signed up last minute (coincidentally, ‘Last Minute’ was their topic for the evening). I was arguably the least prepared as I’d approached the event without even the knowledge you could sign up to tell your own story. My friend Michael and I, I assume, were the only two in that position. He also told a super story. If you’d like to hear my story – I’ve attached it here, it’s an extremely abridged version of rather lengthy ordeal. – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hDhDyKtVoWQ

The results were wonderful, I was in the lead for the entire event after the judges voted me 27.1 out of 30. I lost to a guy named James who spoke last and scored 27.7 while I was in the toilet getting rid of some hot wings I’d eaten earlier (sorry about that visual). So I don’t even know his story, but I was okay with losing, as the winner would have to re-tell their story on the 2nd of December and I was not going to be in America at that time.

The next day I flew from Chicago and the high of that evening to Austin and the vast expansive lands it offers.

I’d not realised their were no trains here. Nor did I realise that things were spaced out.

Luckily for me, my friends Kaci and Roy are so damn wonderful and seem pretty willing to just drop me off at things and pick me up from them when I’m ready. They are beautiful people. So I went to an Improv jam

Now, I haven’t written in my blog for a damn long time – and that’s probably a result of what I’m about to talk about. So my friends in the interwebs might not even be entirely aware that in the past 18 months I’ve been consumed by Improv. Consumed by it so completely that I worked my way up to teaching it in Melbourne… Which – wows me. I love it. Opening up people’s mind to life’s virtues through improv comedy is one of the greatest whimsies I ever chased. But I’d need to have been blogging consistently for the last 18 months to make it clear how I’ve started having to juggle improv and music in my life

At this time I’m splitting my time on my annual visit to the U.S. between improv and music.

Anyway, the jam, here it is – it was all over the shop, and for one of the first times in my life chasing my creative whimsies I felt like I shouldn’t get up on stage with them, I had no idea why. I started to question if I wanted it bad enough.

A couple of weeks ago I was with my friend Kenny before a show in San Diego, and we were discussing a couple of my tours before this one and he said ‘you were really hustling back then’ (one year I came to San Diego and played 27 times in 23 days.) – that quote from him has stuck with my for the last 3 weeks. Am I not hustling anymore?

I’ve questioned this each time I’ve sat alone at a bar in New York, Chicago, and now Austin. Where in the past I feel I may have tried to spark up conversations and meet new friends.

I used to push and push until people became friends and I found extra stage time… And do I just not want it anymore? Enough? Do I feel less worthy? I haven’t written a song I LOVE in a while…have I lost it?

Then I listed to Amy Poehlers audio book YES PLEASE, and in chapter 25, Amy starts talking about ambivalence being the key to success, and that you should chase your creativity but try to care less about your career.

Oh man – I mean, listen to it… Because I won’t explain its profound impact on me well enough. All I’ll say is, I believe the rate at which I was listening to this audiobook (letting other podcasts interrupt it as I wandered the streets of Chicago etc) was meant to be. I was SUPPOSED to listen to that chapter today, the day I was extra worrying that I don’t hustle enough anymore.

Thank you Amy, thank you Universe.

Trust the path you are on, everyone. Take it easy. Chase your whimsies and live your dreams

Love Broni

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An attempt to get Australian Artists off the Twitter Fence. How Twitter has worked for me.

The following post was originally a guest post for CyberPR… enjoy it here in all its broni blogles glory.

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Thanks to my heavily twitter based relationship with Ariel Hyatt (@cyberpr) I found myself (via a tweet) on the guest list for her talk in Melbourne for the 3 Wise Monkeys Tour (#3WM). This is certainly not the first time that twitter has proved it’s value to me and rewarded me for the time I put into being present, and being myself, on the platform. Ariel re-iterated and proved in the room something I guess I’d been aware of for a while. – Australian artists en masse seem allergic to twitter. So I’m putting my fingers to work today to try to convince those artists on the fence to give it a try. In the hopes that I might achieve some level of relevance with Australian artists I don’t intend to share statistics or hard data to sell you on using twitter. Instead, I’d like to share with you my top 4 personal twitter moments.

JJJ Play

For years, in bands, and then as a solo artist my band mates and I like many other Australian artists considered Triple J the Holy Grail. We spent money on PR and postage to have someone represent us in the offices of Triple J, have meetings with Kingsmill etc. As a solo artist specifically, this money and effort amounted to 2 whole spins on the radio that I’m aware of. I achieved the exact same result simply using Twitter, I tweeted @SarahHowells and @homeandhosed and put on some #twitter #charm. 2 Spins on the radio is still not huge – but this time it was for ZERO dollars and about 6 seconds of my life. If getting on triple J were still my daily goal, I’d be their best twitter #friend right now.

“A Packet of Tim Tams please”

I was invited to play a house show in Holland. (yes, via twitter) A week before I left the country, a follower from Holland asked me in 140 characters or less if I could bring her some Tim Tams to the house show. This was a great chance for me to build an even stronger connection with a fan and she brought me delicious Dutch treats in return

Help me out

After many well crafted but quickly ignored emails in which I did my best to sell the idea of working with me to management companies and agents with a much bigger industry reach than I. 
I finally got what I wanted with a single tweet about 18 months ago and established a casual and very rewarding working relationship with someone I respect (who had in fact ignored a few of the aforementioned emails) and we still work together today. 



Where in the world is Broni? San Diego!

Back in 2009 I had a dream to play in San Diego. 
I organised 20 gigs in 25 days via a series of tweets to San Diegan musicians I’d heard of from (you guessed it) twitter. In that first year, I didn’t talk to a single venue or big-shot booker. I started with the musicians. 


It went something like this


@bronibroni – “Hey @robdeez, I’m a musician from Australia… I’d love to play with you in September… any chance?”


@robdeez – “@bronibroni sure thing. I have a show at Lestats, you can open … ” etc.


That tweet got it all started. I’ve played in the US four times since, last year playing in 6 states on tour with @robdeez, @kennyeng and a few others. 
All 4 trips to the US predicated by a twitter conversation. These might not be YOUR idea of dreams coming true. But I hope my point is clear, Twitter is powerful. I have had many days made by a simple tweet from someone across the ocean that just perhaps likes my latest song and found it easy enough to shoot me a 3 second tweet to tell me. Twitter makes us casually approachable by a global audience.

To me, Facebook feels like I’m talking to an audience from the stage. People are there to listen to me, which is nice, but there isn’t a whole lot of back and forth going on.Twitter feels like I’m chatting to the audience at the bar after the show. They are sharing the whole night with me; they are even there when I get drunk. People go to Facebook to talk to their friends. They aren’t that into noise from me. People go to Twitter to discover. So I plan on being there for discovery multiple times a day. I’m not the most organized twitter user. I’m lazy with my lists and I tend to favourite more tweets than I should because I just like it when people want to talk to me. But what I do make sure of is that if people want to connect with me, by golly I’m going to get back to them with more than just a bland auto generated message from socialoomph.com. The key is to be you. Say anything. Have fun with hash tags I’m sure many people un-follow me because my jokes aren’t funny or they don’t care for my #moderndayrenditions. But that just makes the folks that stick around all the more special. Because they like me, for me. Not a version of me that is trying so hard to be likeable. So go on, and get tweeting. If you want to know more, why don’t you log into your seldom-used account and get the conversation started with me there. I hope I helped you on your Social Media journey.

#smile

A song a week challenge continues.

Catching up on the challenge.

The holiday season always gets the best of me. I always start off thinking I’m going to get heaps done while the world is standing still. But then I end up standing still, too.

The gang took a couple weeks off from the challenge because without a little order it was hard to sit down and write the weeks song. And we all would have owed a lot of beer had we tried to continue. Props to Kenny and Isaac, they still managed to get one in.

Then we kicked back into gear a couple of weeks go, but i forgot to blog about them and today another one is due.
So here they are.

Last weeks topic: Wishing you were somewhere else
My song: Charlie and Simone (we would live in LA)
Charlie and Simone were best friends in high school. Both of them, big time musical theatre nerds.
Charlie was the competent musician, Simone the seemingly seasoned veteran of acting.
They would help each other with their weaknesses, and would encourage each other to use their strengths. Simone would sign Charlie up for acting auditions and force him to go. Charlie would write show tunes for Simone and gather audiences for her.
They both drove each other, and dreamed of a day after graduation they would move to LA and sink their teeth into acting and music. Classically waiting tables and just scraping by. This was their dream, and with the drive they instilled in each other, this would soon become their reality.
One night after a party Charlie suggested Simone come home with him, rather than one of her less responsible friends.
Sadly, that night, Simone passed away in a car accident.
Charlie was lost. His extraverted and ambitious nature had flipped.
Without the pushing from Simone, Charlie felt no urge to follow through with their plan.
A couple of years later Charlie wrote this song for Simone.

Here it is – Charlie and Simone (we would live in LA)

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This weeks topic: Rob Deez eloquently put it “not having enough time to do shit”
My song: Show someone some love

This is a bit of a re-work of a song I’ve had in the pipeline for about 18 months. I’ve just never really known where to take it. This weeks topic sort of allowed me to make an old half song new.
Life gets busy…

Here it is – Show someone some love

Hope you guys enjoy. Please feel free to leave feedback.
And enjoy the entries from the other guys

Kenny Eng on Soundcloud

Isaac Cheong on Soundcloud

Rob Deez on Soundcloud

 

A Song a Week Challenge with @robdeez and @kennyeng – Week 3 – Ambition/Wishing you were better at something

Whilst growing up, i was pretty decent at basketball, but pretty horrible at most other physical things.

Once, in grade 6, playing interschool football against St. Lukes, and wearing my long 90’s grunge locks (pretty cool for a 12 year old) tied back, I kicked the ball off the ground, which in this league, was against the rules.

As Glen Tucker from St. Lukes shouted and complained at the umpire/referee, i heard him say “calm down guys, let it go, it’s just a girl”

Yeah, that happened.

I’m still friends with a few ‘jocks’ – if you will. We often laugh and poke fun at our very obvious differences, i make fun of their bogan ‘change room’ blokey accents and they make fun of me for being just generally pretty weird. I like the juxtaposition in our friendship.
which is why, outside of the format of a 3 minute song, i could have written about 70 verses in this, because i observe sporty dudes every day.

However, i really got kick started on this song when i saw an instagram pic of 2 guys dressed exactly the same, tight shorts, way above the knee, tight singlets letting their pectorals pop, and shiny crucifixes around their neck. It made me laugh… that they seemed blistfully unaware of how exactly alike they look was amusing to me. But damn, they rocked those shorts pretty well.

So this song is a little tongue in cheek. It’s very silly, and it will probably never venture outside my soundcloud. But nevertheless, it’s my entry this week to the Song a Week Challenge.

Here it is:- http://soundcloud.com/bronimusic/i-wish-i-was-good-at-sports 

Check out the other guys entries.
RobDeez
kennyeng

Thoughts mandatory. Pad optional.

Having Song ideas in bed, to me, is not as romantic as one might think.

I don’t handle it like you’d expect. I’ve heard of people jumping out of bed to record it. Or scribbling on their notepad that they’ve left pedantically beside them.

All that happens to me, however, is I sit there wide awake trying to convince myself that I can remember it tomorrow. While simultaneously attempt a gentle descent into slumber.

The result? I’m playing and singing the song in my head perpetually so that it might remain on the tip of my tongue waiting for me to wake up. And I take forever to fall asleep.

Then when I wake up one of two things happens. I can’t remember it. Or I remember it, and it’s so terrible that I make myself feel better by summarizing that I must be remembering or wrong.

I forgot last nights song.

And I’m super tired today.

I could have gotten up, penned it and slept soundly. But I lack that level of resolve

I love music.

But I love sleep too.

Sorry.

Pseudo Starts and Psaturday shows.

I had the exact change for my coffee today – in my pocket.

She said $4.85 and I said ‘ill see if I have 85 cents. Out of my
pocket I pulled every coin I had… $4.85.

What a great pseudo start to the day. It completely outshone the ultra
sound I had just had on my kidneys and bladder.

I drove back to work. With jelly on my belly and coffee in my hand.
She also didn’t charge me for the shot of mint I had in the double
mocha. Why? Because I’ve been asking them to get mint back for about 3
months and they finally did. My barrista was elated to inform me.
I too was ecstatic.

As opposed to my friend Pat who is an ex static. (that is an in joke for any of
my friends who know the band ‘the statics’ sorry)

Why did I put mint in?
In San Diego at one of my favourite places in the world – a cafe
called Lestats. They serve a drink called a ‘mintsicle’  which
features, you guessed it… Mint.
I can’t seem to find anywhere that consistently stocks mint syrup here
and I’m on a perpetual flavour hunt that might afford my taste buds a
momentary trip to Southern California.

Speaking of which. I am invited to 2 weddings in San Diego. Great
excuse to go back. Unfortunately I’ll miss the first one because they
were inconsiderate and didn’t put it close to the second one. (just
kidding, if you’re reading, I’m sorry I’ll miss out)

So my friend Rob Deez and I are going to organize a tour for September.
If you have a venue/living room you’d like us to play in, please get
in touch through www.bronimusic.com

One more thing – TOMORROW AFTERNOON i’ll be doing the unofficial launch of my latest single ‘you are my friends’ which is starting to stir around town.

I say unofficial because it’s not official. as in – I’m not having a launch… so in it’s place i’m playing at what might as well be my living room at this point the Wesley Anne.

check it out…

Bonnie Piesse and Broni

Saturday 3rd March

4pm. $5 

Wesley Anne

250 High st Northcote.

Did you know Bonnie was Beru Lars in Star Wars episode 2 and 3?… So you could just come because that’s cool.

plus i’ll have a very limited amount of my new singles with me… with an exclusive b-side.

plus i’ll have a guest singer with me to sing you a super fun song of ours.

plus… it’s cheap and we will laugh together.

Heaps of other really cool stuff happening at the moment. Some of it
is quite substantially blowing my mind. But I’m keeping it close to my
chest to surprise you all.

Please if you’re bored, go and rate/review the single at http://www.triplejunearthed.com it will really mean a lot to me.

Love you lots!
Keep yer heart young.

Love Broni.

Amusing Memes

Thought I’d make my own one. I thought the first one i saw was clever… now it’s just getting silly.