Monthly Archive for May, 2006

Album Covers for Mix CDs

The art of the mix deserves art of its own.

Though an Alabama native, I was never a Country music fan. In the late winter of 2005, I decided I needed to embrace my local roots and so made my Just a Country Girl mix. About a year later, I made a companion mix: Barefoot Roamin’

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As with the even so covers, these other designs were designed to be printed out from home. So, to not zap pricey color ink cartridges, the saturation of color is lax.

And a little FYI, I made my own home-brewed soundtrack for the musical episode of Buffy long before the official soundtrack was released. Who could wait that long? Danita felt the same about a cd of music by Christophe Beck - only it seems that an official one of those will never be released.

Before I got a cd burner in 2000, I made many a mix tape. But there was one compilation I was holding out for a burner to make: Natalie Merchant. 10,000 Maniacs was my favorite band when I was in high school. And I bought a few of Merchant’s solo efforts, but man, can she be melancholy without the Maniacs.

So I had my mix all planned. I knew I’d call it Cactus Lily, taking after her first solo album Tiger Lily and the imagery of her and a cactus that I planned to scan for art. And I knew what songs I’d use.

It was the first cd I burned. I designed the label and printed it out.

I have listened to that cd maybe twice. I never even cut the label to put it in the cd case. So much for long-awaited mixes.

Love the mix. Be the mix

Retired site design

The look of LauraCatoe.com from the beginning of June 2005 to the end of May 2006. I called this version “Oopsadaisies.”

See a reconstructed version here.

Vacacion

Senora Catoe is on vacation this week. See ya next week.

Barefoot Roamin’

So, last year, after I made my first country mix cd, I started collecting songs for volume two. I thought I had it finished around Christmas, but upon listening to it, not so much.

I did finally finish it, and I lamented that I had nobody to make a copy of it for, cause none of my pals are really into country music.

But last Friday, as Quilla and I were trekking to Eura Brown, she admitted that she’s been on a country kick ever since she and Jorel went somewhere and the only radio station that would come in was country. So today, she got a copy of Barefoot Roamin.’

Songs on the mix are as such:

“Play Something Country” by Brooks & Dunn
A rockin’ fine start. I mean, he even howls, y’all.

“My Give a Damn’s Busted” by Jo Dee Messina
I appreciate the therapy-speak in the lyrics. “Who’s your enabler these days?”

“As Good As I Once Was” by Toby Keith
Kris thinks the video for this one’s funny.

“Back to Me” by Kathleen Edwards
Jaimie says this song isn’t dirty, and I agree. However, I maintain that it sure means to sound like it’s dirty. Sample lyric: “I’ve got ways to make you come …(long pause)… back to me.”

“Bad Things” by Jace Everett
A freebie on iTunes and a nice companion to the song before it.

“Mists of Down Below” by The Duhks
If you like Nickel Creek, you ought to like this one.

“When In Rome” by Nickel Creek

“Personal Jesus” by Johnny Cash
A must.

“When the Music’s Not Forgotten” by Deadman
iTunes freebie. Not very country really.

“Travelin’ Thru” by Dolly Parton
Dolly, you were robbed! This song should have gotten the Oscar.

“Satisfied” by Ashley Monrow
iTunes freebie. “Why does it have to be wrong to feel right?”

“I Don’t” by Danielle Peck
The chorus kills me. It features the line “that’s because Jesus loves you. I don’t.”

“Closer to You” by Brandi Carlile
iTunes freebie.

“Wide Open Spaces” by Dixie Chicks

“Lot of Leavin’ Left to Do” by Dierks Bentley
I had to have a song by a dude whose last name is Bentley.

Little baby in big hands


Elizabeth Adell Wilborn
Originally uploaded by DameCatoe.

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Two weeks ago, I got to go shot pix of wee Elizabeth Adell Wilborn for her parents to use in a birth announcement. Last night, I went over to watch the American Idol finale, and I got to see the pix. I am in love with how this one turned out. They let me gank it since they have the negs.

Bookblog

I started a bookblog. Expect it to be updated once in a blue moon, then weekly for fortnight, then not at all for three months, and so on and so forth.

Watching Medium last night:

Me: “They are such a hot couple. Are we that hot?”

Kris: “Oh yeah. Definately.”

Word up

Happy birthday, Lorna! Welcome to 28.

When I saw Lorna at church yesterday, I tried to make some joke about how she only had one more day to be a perfect cube. It was very lame. I am way out of practice at math jokes.

I feel like I worked in the yard all weekend. In reality, it was only a few hours each day, but that to me translates to “all weekend,” I guess. Transplanting moss, fetching more stones, splitting and repotting lilies.

I am giving up on having a bird feeder in the back yard. Done gave up. I am giving the feeders and seed to my grandparents tonight. Maybe since they are not real gifts, my grandmother will keep them.*

On the hook where the bird feeder was, we got the coolest cone-shaped hanging planter and a BOOganVEEyah. I’m sorry, that is how we always say it. Very dramatic. BOOGANVEEYAH!

*My uncle gave Mama Juanita a DVD player for Christmas. I know she likes the Gilmore Girls, so I sent her season one for Mother’s Day. She called today to tell me she has watched several discs (I don’t think she quite realizes she can watch one episode at a time) but hasn’t been able to finish so she can give them to me. She is a crazy lady and I will end up with her gift, but I know she’s enjoyed it.

The Stolen Sleep

Last night, Kris got a text message at 12:34am. Startled us both from a deep sleep. The text was rather cryptic, but addressed Kris specifically and mentioned El Tap. We both read it with bleary eyes, neither of us recognizing the number, and then tried to fall back asleep.

To no avail.

For the next hour, I hung in this weird state between sleep and wake, and there I somehow decided the text was from Glean and that he and Kris had had lunch at El Tapatio the day before and not told me about it. Half asleep me was very upset by this, I guess, because it took a long time to fall back into real sleep.

This morning, I found out Kris was semi-wakeful, too. Man, if only I had known! I so woulda turned on the light and read that mysterious text and asked all sorts of questions. Which Kris would have had no answers for, but at least I could have made my brain shut up long enough to return to dreamland.

Turns out somebody texted Richard while he was El Tap after church last night. The text was signed “Kris” and came from a number that he knew was not Kris’ number and the whole thing was rather squirrely. I bet Richard had no idea that Kris keeps his phone on and next to the bed during the night in case GJ calls.

So, remember kids, emergency calls/texts go to Kris. Non-emergency voicemails and texts, please send to my phone, which may be on but will no doubt be downstairs somewhere.

Pooh, pooh

I was hanging with a friend over the weekend who’s bummed out that she can’t afford to go on vacation with her family. I understand her plight.

In January, I e-mailed my mom’s cousin Phil and his wife Pat to ask if we could come visit in May. They’ve been asking us for 2 years to come up to their home in Sleepy Hollow, New York. Kris contacted his old youth pastor, who now resides in Pennslyvania, and we were going to visit them, too. A road trip through states neither of us have been. What fun.

We were supposed to leave on Memorial Day. Today, I e-mailed to say that we could not go. We can’t afford to.

I kind of thought this was coming. We’d already talked about just sleeping in the car on the way up there and back. We could cover the cost of food and gas, surely?

But the Honda Civic I bought last October would be our mode of transport, and she needs new tires to make a trip like that. Tires + Gas + Food + Misc = Not Happening.

I told GJ last night, since Phil is her nephew. She waited a moment and then asked if she bought us tires, could we make it?

No. Because Kris and I are grown-ups, and if we have to rely on my 91 year old grandmother to buy us tires, then we ain’t going nowhere. Plus, there’s only $50 in our Vacation Cash Stash, which would be mean charging all the rest and I am not cool with that.

Maybe we’ll go camping instead. Cause $50 will buy a lot of camping.