Aug, 27, 2021
Seattle Yacht Club
Singing for a Ceremony honoring Rachel Caprio - a beautiful person, inspired by my music: Mozarts in Austin
singing of Birds on the Bow - standing tall, when not under ground, facing windows - not the walls"
after singing in the North East Kathi moved to Austin and worked with w/Charley Larkey: bass player/Carol Kings "Tapestry", John Mills wind instruments: Leonard Cohen famous Blue Raincoat and Rick Mcrae "Ace in the Hole: George Strait" most songs on her "Greater than Gold" album - written on a 1800's $50 dollar piano from Miles thrift store Damariscotta, Maine. Where she wrote the song "Greater Than Gold" about a community getting together to build a church and a Steeple. She designed wireways for ships and used the money to record in Austin @ Parrot Tracks.
Kathi ambles through the ruins of experience, with an optimism that defies long suffering. Her Northeast, West, Texas & Midcoast songs unearth pearls of love ~ where people are openhearted.
Her songs don't burn rubber on a dead end road going nowhere fast, no vision, no hope, rather, they remind one of a rich life. One that's possible despite all the voices telling you it's not, hope bigger than the punches that come out of the anywhere's. Her musical spirited, father, a kindred spirit to: Hank Williams, Johnny Cash, and Johnny (John Denver), dad called him Johnny. Mom loved the same plus - Toscannini, Ray Charles, Abba and Pavarotti.
1980 - Maverick mom travelled South selling typewriters door to door in 110 degrees weather while Kathi was singing in college, in the North East. It was through her dorm room window, Mark Irwin, a fledgling songwriter, who wrote "Here in the Real World" bringing Alan Jackson to fame. Screamed Up "Hey do you want to join my country band?"Ummm Ok but I'm Italian : ) After Kennys castaways, the Bottom Line and many dives along the way ...Kathi moved to Dallas then Austin.
After Kimmie Rhodes shared with her every Cd she made a singing contestant once said, "You are the Real deal!
Kathi started writing at 13
Peace & LOVE in N. Y. C
only weeks before the big scare Dec 2020
on a bus, Christmas Eve. Grand Central Station.
I heard words
Love and Peace on a bus in the East~
hard to believe
most say - why go there.
....afraid to leave Austin, leave Texas, the high spirited youthful people who I met and who inspired me. Older sister left, sad, mom gone, she came back the night she died, over her bed side, in light cobalt, blue, to show me, she was o.k, and Ill be o.k.
"I'm traveling now~ walking, bus, train, plane, taxi too, in and on the clouds, comforted by heavens hugs, resting often on my hand looking out at the world, resting in a blanket of softness, unimaginable, along the way -
"Arriving in NY, on the bus, Christmas Eve, was precious. Love was real. All I heard were words of Love and Peace on a bus in the East. Thank You, Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays~that's All.
They knew, wisdom, if any night could bring Peace for them - it was Christmas Eve. LOVE looking out at gravestones from 400 years ago that went on for miles.