Hi friends, I've been playing alot of gigs out of town lately, like this weekend, when I opened up for City of Sparks in Salmon Arm BC! And a coupla weeks ago when we played in Banff, Canmore and Red Deer. One thing I've noticed that caught me off guard... people in these other places were nice and quiet and listened to me play, and clapped in the appropriate places, and liked me in general.
I know, I was shocked too!
Where's the drunk guy yelling "Bon Jovi!" at me?! Where's the couple in the back who want it turned down, and not because they happen to be in a place that advertises live music, or they think that one girl with one piano is too loud, or because I'm swearing and saying something inappropriate (I would never)but I have no idea why... and by the way, where's my friends that don't think anything other than country is music? Where's that guy?
Instead, there were these nice people that enjoyed what I did, listened, never yelled anything other than "woo!" at the end of a song they really liked (some were even originals!!??) and enjoyed the music of the next band as well! They liked everyone playing anything! They were so nice! It was amazing and fun!
Now I have played to some very loving friends in Edmonton as well, but alot of times not so loving, and I think I've developed a slight attitude and have come to a few gigs with a game face ready to wage war on idiots that are yelling shit at me... but I remember now "hey some people do like music!" and "I CAN have fun playing music!" I probably used to have this much fun... and it feels good again!
So all my lovelies that have never heckled me and enjoy whatever the crap I play, I hope you come out to the CD Release I have finally booked. May 5th (Ajay's bday! But don't get him shitfaced until he's OFF stage!) at the Artery with Seanburns.ca and we will enjoy music and friends and life TOGETHER! Instead of me wanting to slap my own face until I work in an office somewhere.
heart tiff
Monday, March 5, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
My last blog entry was in September!
Hi Bloggy friends
I'm sorry for not writing for something like 6 months, I didn't have anything exciting to say that I thought was appropriate for the internet hahaha! Being a musician is really stressful, that's the actual truth. It's unfortunetly not about making the music at all, not in my experience anyway....
It's all about the drama of who is trying to screw you over the least, go play there, and continue paying your rent. I do (fortunetly) get to make my own music somewhere in between, and perform that to people and they tend to enjoy it, but it doesn't really take care of any of the bigger bills I have to pay. I don't understand how other musicians play music and don't have that little bit of heavenly sanity squeezed in between there somewhere... the originals are always what reminds me that I actually do love this.
Well being on stage usually is enough to remind me why I'm doing it, but not all the time. There really is alot of not-on-stage-crap that I have to try and forget hahaha!
But I'm excited about the next little adventure so that inspired me to blog about it. Having some kind of show that I'm super excited about helps with the pulling-out-your-hair drama off stage as well ; )
We take off tomorrow for Banff to play a valentines day show (as well as a random wednesday night show!) at The Rose and Crown in Banff. We've never played in Banff so it's exciting, we don't know what to expect, we prepared so many new songs to impress our new Banff friends! The next night (thursday feb 16) we're still out and about, we play the Canmore Hotel (obviously in Canmore) and we've also never played there!!!! Then the next night we're in Red Deer at Local's pub, which has been good to the Tiff Hall band for alittle while now, but still exciting, we love being in red deer, it's always been fun. So I borrowed my mom's camera so I can take pics and videos of us doing stupid band things and I plan on sharing it with all my inter-web friends! If you're in the area come out, cause these are the shows that make me forget about why it sucks to be a musician and reminds me why it fucking rocks to be a musician!
heart tiff
I'm sorry for not writing for something like 6 months, I didn't have anything exciting to say that I thought was appropriate for the internet hahaha! Being a musician is really stressful, that's the actual truth. It's unfortunetly not about making the music at all, not in my experience anyway....
It's all about the drama of who is trying to screw you over the least, go play there, and continue paying your rent. I do (fortunetly) get to make my own music somewhere in between, and perform that to people and they tend to enjoy it, but it doesn't really take care of any of the bigger bills I have to pay. I don't understand how other musicians play music and don't have that little bit of heavenly sanity squeezed in between there somewhere... the originals are always what reminds me that I actually do love this.
Well being on stage usually is enough to remind me why I'm doing it, but not all the time. There really is alot of not-on-stage-crap that I have to try and forget hahaha!
But I'm excited about the next little adventure so that inspired me to blog about it. Having some kind of show that I'm super excited about helps with the pulling-out-your-hair drama off stage as well ; )
We take off tomorrow for Banff to play a valentines day show (as well as a random wednesday night show!) at The Rose and Crown in Banff. We've never played in Banff so it's exciting, we don't know what to expect, we prepared so many new songs to impress our new Banff friends! The next night (thursday feb 16) we're still out and about, we play the Canmore Hotel (obviously in Canmore) and we've also never played there!!!! Then the next night we're in Red Deer at Local's pub, which has been good to the Tiff Hall band for alittle while now, but still exciting, we love being in red deer, it's always been fun. So I borrowed my mom's camera so I can take pics and videos of us doing stupid band things and I plan on sharing it with all my inter-web friends! If you're in the area come out, cause these are the shows that make me forget about why it sucks to be a musician and reminds me why it fucking rocks to be a musician!
heart tiff
Friday, September 16, 2011
Mr. Noodle
Guess what? I'm busy enough these days that that's all I have in my pantry, but I'm busy enough that I can afford to buy real food. I DON'T buy real food because I'm sleeping, 'cause I've been playing so much, and cause I get up and start getting ready to play somewhere else. Or teach, or host karoake or whatever it is I have to do these days. Also, I was in B.C. enjoying the sunshine and doggies and nephews.
But now that you know about my sensible diet and my busy, busy nights, I'll tell you about some thoughts I had about a conversation I had last night.
So I'm minding my own business, playing "Diva Night" at Overtime in Sherwood Park, and of course, on Diva Night, the place is filled with drunk dudes heckling me, and I, in return am heckling them right back, but less drunk and more witty. This kind man comes to my rescue with a fistful of twenties (as in twenty dollar bill y'all) and I'm suddenly a hundred dollars richer. And alot more willing to play Bon Jovi to the screaming idiots in the front row. I get off stage and thank him and his friend and we start talking and they ask "so what are you still doing here?" as in the same line from Piano Man, I'm so good what am I doing playing in bars still? Well I don't know if you guys know this or not, but everybody I know is super fucking talented and they're not rich and famous yet either, even though every woman I have worked with in the last 3 years or so ALL sing better than Katie Perry, Taylor Swift, or any other rich and famous lady "musician" you've probably ever watched on MTV. Other than Adele, she's sincerely talented.
Anyway, I took it in stride and told them that it takes work and time and blah blah blah but my brain's going back through other times when someone has said "you're so lucky" "you're so gifted" "what are you still doing here?" and I want to tell them hey, try walking into this very fucking bar, telling them you sing and ask them to pay you as much money as I get paid, and as often as I play, and suddenly you'll find yourself knowing all the songs I know, all the training I've had, know all the talented contacts I have, and your band will suddenly be formed and they'll magically know all the songs that you've recorded on your past two albums, and you'll suddenly have all the experience that I've gained in the last 3 years. I'm not LUCKY, I've worked hard to get here! And I can say that I pay my rent with music, so what if it's in a bar? What's wrong with this bar anyway?
I didn't say all that to them, but I graciously accepted the (slightly too spicey) ceasar they offered to buy me, and got paid, and went home, and got up and have the rest of the day to do whatever I want to. Which is to tell you about my diva night.
Thanks for supporting me friendlys! And thanks for not heckling me when I'm on stage, even though I'd probably say worse things right back to you, get fired, and wasted, and have to find other ways to pay my stupid phone bill.
heart tiff
But now that you know about my sensible diet and my busy, busy nights, I'll tell you about some thoughts I had about a conversation I had last night.
So I'm minding my own business, playing "Diva Night" at Overtime in Sherwood Park, and of course, on Diva Night, the place is filled with drunk dudes heckling me, and I, in return am heckling them right back, but less drunk and more witty. This kind man comes to my rescue with a fistful of twenties (as in twenty dollar bill y'all) and I'm suddenly a hundred dollars richer. And alot more willing to play Bon Jovi to the screaming idiots in the front row. I get off stage and thank him and his friend and we start talking and they ask "so what are you still doing here?" as in the same line from Piano Man, I'm so good what am I doing playing in bars still? Well I don't know if you guys know this or not, but everybody I know is super fucking talented and they're not rich and famous yet either, even though every woman I have worked with in the last 3 years or so ALL sing better than Katie Perry, Taylor Swift, or any other rich and famous lady "musician" you've probably ever watched on MTV. Other than Adele, she's sincerely talented.
Anyway, I took it in stride and told them that it takes work and time and blah blah blah but my brain's going back through other times when someone has said "you're so lucky" "you're so gifted" "what are you still doing here?" and I want to tell them hey, try walking into this very fucking bar, telling them you sing and ask them to pay you as much money as I get paid, and as often as I play, and suddenly you'll find yourself knowing all the songs I know, all the training I've had, know all the talented contacts I have, and your band will suddenly be formed and they'll magically know all the songs that you've recorded on your past two albums, and you'll suddenly have all the experience that I've gained in the last 3 years. I'm not LUCKY, I've worked hard to get here! And I can say that I pay my rent with music, so what if it's in a bar? What's wrong with this bar anyway?
I didn't say all that to them, but I graciously accepted the (slightly too spicey) ceasar they offered to buy me, and got paid, and went home, and got up and have the rest of the day to do whatever I want to. Which is to tell you about my diva night.
Thanks for supporting me friendlys! And thanks for not heckling me when I'm on stage, even though I'd probably say worse things right back to you, get fired, and wasted, and have to find other ways to pay my stupid phone bill.
heart tiff
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Bus-aaaay
I never really get... "busy" i get distracted. Not even really distracted, I just think too much about whatever's happening and don't remember to do some of the little stuff. Like my blog! But I like my blog, so I figured I'd say hi, and just remind you that I'm here and making obnoxious drunk music on stages around alberta.
like the other day at Crown and Anchor. I pick up Beat Boss Robot and he's like "you wanna smoke a joint?" I, obnoxiously say yes I do. So we do.
I'm having alot of fun for alittle while, loading gear was never so funny, and the bar owner asks me "What the hell is so funny?" I'm just grinning and loving the heavy weight of drums and pianos in my arms. That's all. And I'm high.
Then we get on stage. Whoah. Not so fun anymore. Should've remembered that fun-pot-smoking-times don't happen in public. They should always be restricted to my friend's basements on weekdays.
So don't smoke and sing kids.
So other than narcotics, I've also been doing other things, one of those such things is obsessing in my own brain about what I want my cd to look like. The damn thing sounds so good and is just sitting there waiting for me to pick up some of the non-musical details, it's a shame and I should be kicked in the balls for taking my sweet obsessed time with it. (I'm also in charge of finding a new place to live tho, so I'm quietly obsessing about other things unfortunetly.) But I think I may have decided. I won't tell you, but I can feel that I've decided because I'm suddenly on everybody involved to get the fucking ball moving again! So have no fears childrens! It will be done soon, and you can see soon!
I'll be Overtime in Sherwood Park this weekend if you care for duelling raging pianos! I'll also be in Red Deer at Local's pub Friday the 12 and Olds for the 13th. Jump on it!
heart tiff
like the other day at Crown and Anchor. I pick up Beat Boss Robot and he's like "you wanna smoke a joint?" I, obnoxiously say yes I do. So we do.
I'm having alot of fun for alittle while, loading gear was never so funny, and the bar owner asks me "What the hell is so funny?" I'm just grinning and loving the heavy weight of drums and pianos in my arms. That's all. And I'm high.
Then we get on stage. Whoah. Not so fun anymore. Should've remembered that fun-pot-smoking-times don't happen in public. They should always be restricted to my friend's basements on weekdays.
So don't smoke and sing kids.
So other than narcotics, I've also been doing other things, one of those such things is obsessing in my own brain about what I want my cd to look like. The damn thing sounds so good and is just sitting there waiting for me to pick up some of the non-musical details, it's a shame and I should be kicked in the balls for taking my sweet obsessed time with it. (I'm also in charge of finding a new place to live tho, so I'm quietly obsessing about other things unfortunetly.) But I think I may have decided. I won't tell you, but I can feel that I've decided because I'm suddenly on everybody involved to get the fucking ball moving again! So have no fears childrens! It will be done soon, and you can see soon!
I'll be Overtime in Sherwood Park this weekend if you care for duelling raging pianos! I'll also be in Red Deer at Local's pub Friday the 12 and Olds for the 13th. Jump on it!
heart tiff
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Love and other musical schmoopy stuff
Not gross kinds of love, love like when a puppy walks by and you get all "Oh my god! A puppy! schmoopyloopywoopyoopy!" kind of gross stuff. So not too bad unless you're crazy about dogs like I am. 
I think I like music again! I say this with a sly little eyebrow raise. It feels good! I got to do alot of things musically that I liked, that pushed the musical end of it rather than the gotta-make-rent-and-get-these-shit-heads-drunk-to-make-ANY-money-let-alone-rent kinda music stuff. Maybe it doesn't hurt that theres a possibility one of my nemisis's (nemisi...? whatevs grammar geeks, I can play the fucking piano) is actually leaving town!
Have I told you about my nemisis? (somehow make that plural, I have more than one) Kyle told me I have let too much anger and hate into my heart and that I'm on the path towards the darkside. (starwars. What? You live under a rock or something?) I'm Anakin Skywalker. Not quite darthvader, because I'm not evil, just heading there. I can't help it. I don't like these people and Kyle (or you for that matter) can't make me. So poo on you.
Either way, one of them is leaving, and it lets all this love and rays of sunshine and puppies and singing cupids into my heart, which I guess counteracts the hate and scary darkside stuff. So maybe I'm cured?
I just have to get rid of everyone I don't like, and crush their careers (don't worry, it's no one you like either so I'm not robbing you of good music) and take over the world.
Actually that's probably how the whole MuthaFuckin Famous Campaign started.
Dunno. Can't remember. Got too drunk this weekend.
Make sure you're checking out www.Tiffhall.com for my gig dates! There are ALOT this summer! (woot! make money money make money monaaaay!)
heart tiff
I think I like music again! I say this with a sly little eyebrow raise. It feels good! I got to do alot of things musically that I liked, that pushed the musical end of it rather than the gotta-make-rent-and-get-these-shit-heads-drunk-to-make-ANY-money-let-alone-rent kinda music stuff. Maybe it doesn't hurt that theres a possibility one of my nemisis's (nemisi...? whatevs grammar geeks, I can play the fucking piano) is actually leaving town!
Have I told you about my nemisis? (somehow make that plural, I have more than one) Kyle told me I have let too much anger and hate into my heart and that I'm on the path towards the darkside. (starwars. What? You live under a rock or something?) I'm Anakin Skywalker. Not quite darthvader, because I'm not evil, just heading there. I can't help it. I don't like these people and Kyle (or you for that matter) can't make me. So poo on you.
Either way, one of them is leaving, and it lets all this love and rays of sunshine and puppies and singing cupids into my heart, which I guess counteracts the hate and scary darkside stuff. So maybe I'm cured?
I just have to get rid of everyone I don't like, and crush their careers (don't worry, it's no one you like either so I'm not robbing you of good music) and take over the world.
Actually that's probably how the whole MuthaFuckin Famous Campaign started.
Dunno. Can't remember. Got too drunk this weekend.
Make sure you're checking out www.Tiffhall.com for my gig dates! There are ALOT this summer! (woot! make money money make money monaaaay!)
heart tiff
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
summaaa time
Takin' alittle break this weekend.(I need it after a gong show like Dead City Prom! I INOW you weren't there, and honey, you fucking missed a shit ton of fun, so poop on you!)
My mom might come visit us soon, my brother's having a baby so we're all thinking of that instead of music and junk.
BUT
The mixing/mastering/stressing about rawlco deadline is DONE. And my guts have returned to normal again. There's money laying around to help with the printing and stuff like that, we've picked a time for the "release", and life is good. Life is preeetty good. So I'm not travelling anywhere, not singing anything, probably not doing my hair, just following Kyle around like a little love sick puppy and waiting to have another adorable nephew to love to death. (I also have a niece who i love to death)
Have you heard some of my new tracks on reverbnation yet?
http://www.reverbnation.com/tiffhall
(Mixed and Mastered and Recorded at Phoenetic Sound in St.Albert by Jeff Olson) (Produced and co/write by Jesse Peters)
Go there, and listen to Money. It's the album version, mixed, mastered, hosed down with febreeze so it smells nice... the whole works. Tell me what you think. You likey? You think "No, that's nothing like "Karma" Why tiff why?" Whatevs, just tell me what you think of it. It's about me being broke, which if you read this blog, I'm sure you know this about me anyway, but it probably sounds nicer when I sing it than when I type it.
Anyway, enjoy your weekend dudes and dudettes. I'm going to!
heart tiff
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Names names smames schlames schlnames
There is endless work to an album. I'm sitting here listening to the premixes, and just read an email that says Jeff at Phoenetic Sound will have it mastered pretty effing soon, as in take a few days off and get back to it by the end of this week. And it sounds GOOD. And it doesn't have a name yet. I have NO IDEA what to name this fucking album. "The New Fabulous" came so easy, as a joke pretty much over drinks before a duelling piano show, and now not too much is coming for this one... maybe I'm not having enough fun or drinks... wow thats not fucking true at all, I feel like these past two weeks have been extraordinarily drunk, more than I usually am.
It'll come to me. Don't worry, well maybe do worry, I might be drooling laying on my back in a gutter trying not to puke when it finally does come to me...
Lets fucking hope not!!!!!
I'm doing some fun things this weekend, maybe thats when inspiration will hit me. (or a fucking bus) I'm playing at http://www.nightofartists.com/ Night of Artist's 15th anniversary show Friday night, and I'm super excited about it. I think music and art should be besties, atleast facebook friends, and follow each other on twitter and all that shit. I gotta rush outta there and get my ass to the Overtime in Sherwood park right after, so I can't stick around too long and be artsy with my new artsy friends, but I'll try. Plus I'll be there early for soundcheck and I can be artsy then. If you wanna come msg me I've got some cheap tickets! thenewfabmusic@live.ca
Also, Saturday night.... wow. We'll be playing Deadcity Prom!
They have an arch, and prom pictures, and I met a sax player at a house party that will also be playing. She was as drunk as I was so we probably can't remember each others names. But we'll see each other at Deadcity Prom and have a slow motion moment, a sappy romantic comedy moment and run to each other or something gross. It'll be all big hair and big titties. You'll like it, don't miss it, at Dead City Prom this Saturday @ Mead Hall.
I haven't played Mead Hall yet, I think they usually do heavy metal kinda stuff, but Deadcity is the Fab Tiff Hall's friend, so they picked us to get in on this stuff, and I'm going to find a prom dress and zombie makeup. Not 100% sure if I'll be the only one dressed up or not, but I like it anyway.
Kyle says if I got bit by a zombie he'd shoot me in the face without even blinking an eye. I told him I'd let him eat me and we'd be zombie lovers forever. I also wrote this next entire album about him and how much I love him, so prepare to puke from cute love overdoses.
No don't! It's fun I promise!
Please check out my friends www.deadcity.caheart tiff
It'll come to me. Don't worry, well maybe do worry, I might be drooling laying on my back in a gutter trying not to puke when it finally does come to me...
Lets fucking hope not!!!!!
I'm doing some fun things this weekend, maybe thats when inspiration will hit me. (or a fucking bus) I'm playing at http://www.nightofartists.com/ Night of Artist's 15th anniversary show Friday night, and I'm super excited about it. I think music and art should be besties, atleast facebook friends, and follow each other on twitter and all that shit. I gotta rush outta there and get my ass to the Overtime in Sherwood park right after, so I can't stick around too long and be artsy with my new artsy friends, but I'll try. Plus I'll be there early for soundcheck and I can be artsy then. If you wanna come msg me I've got some cheap tickets! thenewfabmusic@live.ca
Also, Saturday night.... wow. We'll be playing Deadcity Prom!
They have an arch, and prom pictures, and I met a sax player at a house party that will also be playing. She was as drunk as I was so we probably can't remember each others names. But we'll see each other at Deadcity Prom and have a slow motion moment, a sappy romantic comedy moment and run to each other or something gross. It'll be all big hair and big titties. You'll like it, don't miss it, at Dead City Prom this Saturday @ Mead Hall.
I haven't played Mead Hall yet, I think they usually do heavy metal kinda stuff, but Deadcity is the Fab Tiff Hall's friend, so they picked us to get in on this stuff, and I'm going to find a prom dress and zombie makeup. Not 100% sure if I'll be the only one dressed up or not, but I like it anyway.
Kyle says if I got bit by a zombie he'd shoot me in the face without even blinking an eye. I told him I'd let him eat me and we'd be zombie lovers forever. I also wrote this next entire album about him and how much I love him, so prepare to puke from cute love overdoses.
No don't! It's fun I promise!
Please check out my friends www.deadcity.caheart tiff
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