My own day

So…last week, I had huge news. I got to announce that Governor Malloy of Connecticut declared Tuesday, 12/15/15, Kristen Graves Day.

It was awesome. 

I’ve been joking about having my own day for a long time, because - who wouldn’t want their own day?  And it happened!

It actually happened!

I was psyched, of course. Who doesn’t like being recognized for their efforts in their career? I was so happy to be honored for my contributions to the arts.

But what really touched me, and what actually meant the most to me, was that he asked that the day encourage people to celebrate the arts as well as compassion and social justice.

To have my name listed in a sentence with compassion and social justice was and is a huge compliment.

Music is important to me. It’s my favorite thing in the entire world - it’s where I turn regardless of how I’m feeling, and it pays my bills. I love music.

But no matter what, no matter how hard I practice, or how great or bad I sound at any particular show, it’s incredibly important to me that I remain grounded and kind.

Because, really- I don’t think you’re ever talented enough to be a jerk.

Tuesday meant a lot to me for a lot of reasons, but to be celebrated as a kind musician - well…I couldn’t have asked for anything more.

Thank you, Governor Malloy.

 With Governor Malloy and his staff.

 

With Governor Malloy and his staff.

 Posed with my official proclamation.

 

Posed with my official proclamation.

Lucky dog...

Chip has always been a roadie. From the time that he was a puppy, he traveled with me to gigs, sometimes even getting to come in the venue! (I have a really cute photo of him sitting on a bar stool for another time...)

This past year has been no exception - especially when Bryan has been traveling. It's Chip and Kristen off to the next show.

The other day I was singing at Salisbury Central School in Connecticut, and brought Chip along for the day. He kept me company on the early morning drive, we arrived early to take a walk, and then I set him up with food and water and left him in the car. (Don't worry - it was a cool day and the windows were down!)

During breaks I went to check on him, let him out to play, and on one of my final Just Be Nice presentations of the day, during the questions portion, a student named Elijah asked me if I had any pets. (He wants to be a veterinarian when he grows up.) I told him about Chip (as well as my frog, George) and mentioned that Chip was out in the car. 

At the end of the presentation, Elijah came up to me to see if Chip was going to be ok in the car. I told him he was fine, Chip likes the car (he just naps) and that the windows were down and it was a nice cool day.

Elijah then presented me with a brightly colored ball and said, 'I had this in my lunch box, but I'd like to give it to Chip so that he has something to play with.'

We had just been talking about kindness. We had just been talking about taking care of other people, other animals and the planet.

And here - a middle school kid - the kids that get a bad rep for being too self-involved, too apathetic, this kid wanted to look out for my dog. A dog he had never even met.

I promised Elijah that I'd post photos of Chip with his new ball - so here you have them!

Thanks for your kindness, Elijah.

 

Acting like an angel who would never destroy a ball...

Acting like an angel who would never destroy a ball...

Destroying the ball...

Destroying the ball...

European Reflections...Part 2

With a head full of new ideas and a heart full of gratitude I am still processing my last month. The travels, the people, the food, the concerts...there’s so much to think about!

I had such an incredible experience, and I loved each place that I had a chance to visit.

My trip started in France on a river cruise with Bryan and his family. We traveled down the Rhone River by boat, stopping in little towns along the way. I drank more wine than I ever have in my life (you can’t get a bad glass!), walked an average of 10 miles a day, and found out that I love speaking French.

I made friends from Bulgaria, Lithuania, and Romania, got to sing with a talented musician named Miro, and enjoyed fresh river air coming through our open window each night.

After ten days, of what could arguably be called my first vacation in 10 years, I traveled to Barcelona.

My friends Montse and Antoni helped me set up concerts there and they were amazing! We met last summer in a sea of thousands of people at Seeger Fest, and I’m so glad that our paths crossed. They were the ones that originally got me thinking about a European tour.

I had five concerts in Barcelona and the surrounding area, and I loved it so much. I plugged into a community of people deeply involved in the Catalonian Independence movement, learned one of the most famous Catalonian folk songs (Rossinyol) and happily adapted to drinking a glass of wine with lunch each day.

Of course, I continued to joyfully walk 10 miles a day… 

Though I don’t speak Catalan, many people also speak Spanish in Barcelona, so I loved being able to communicate. Even more so, I loved being mistaken for a native speaker from Mexico! I was very proud of that, actually.

Introducing my songs and telling stories at each of these shows (you know…it’s part of my deal…) was such a fun challenge. It forced me to really think about what I was saying, and it pushed me to master new phrases in a language that I love!

I sang with two choirs, a trio, and sold out of my new album almost instantly. Also- folks in Barcelona LOVE sing alongs. So, the shows went really well.

Heading to Germany was really exciting. This place to me felt the most ‘new’. I knew very few people, and I had more free time (only three concerts in 10 days) so I had the chance to explore towns and travel.

I took the train throughout the country, and it was so great. First of all - the trains in Germany have wifi. Second, they’re clean. Third, you travel through the countryside! It’s absolutely gorgeous.

Germany in the fall looks a lot like Connecticut in the fall. The colors, the weather, the rivers, the narrow roads. I felt very at home, and I was really grateful for that.

I got to visit Frankfurt, Bollenborn, Heidelberg, Munich, Berlin (I saw the wall!), Hannover and Seelze. All by train and walking. (I maintained my 10 miles a day quite easily.)

I loved exploring so many towns and meeting so many new people…the only problem was that I do NOT understand German, and unfortunately, the language really does not want to stick in my brain. I have some basics down, but I have a lot of work to do before coming back!

My shows here were wonderful, and I sold out of my CDs. Amazing!

Upon arriving, I was told by one of my hosts not to try and get Germans to sing with me (he’s German himself). I was bummed, but decided to risk it anyway. To his surprise, everyone sang along! So much, that I ended up making my set even longer to keep the singing going!

So, Germany proves my theory that you can never doubt the power of a good old-fashioned Pete Seeger sing along.

A few last things that I observed and learned...

You can make friends anywhere.

I love walking, biking and public transportation.

I enjoy history when I can actually walk through it and see it.

I love learning new languages.

It’s always good to try local food and wine. (Turns out I love figs!)

Music connects us. Really. Truly.

The Rhone River in Tournon, France.

Overlooking Barcelona.

Walking around Munich.

Quick reflections...

Just some quick thoughts from my first European tour!

- if all cheese tasted like French cheese, I never would have become a vegan

- Europeans have awesome shoes and beautiful scarves

- you can get a SUPER DELICIOUS glass of wine anywhere in Barcelona for about $2

- pretzels in Frankfurt make pretzels in NYC seem like they taste like cardboard

- it's super frustrating being somewhere and not speaking the language

- smiling at someone and saying thank you in their language can go a really long way

- Europeans don't judge you for drinking at lunch (in fact, they may judge you if you don't have a beer/glass of wine...)

- walking everywhere is really fun, and allows you to see where you really are

- you can make friends everywhere

- The Just Be Nice Party is now international!! (too bad Repubs and Dems can't say the same!)

- fall is still my favorite season...regardless of what country I'm in

The Unity Concert in the Black Hills ~ 2015

Last summer, I played at Lincoln Center as a part of SeegerFest. It was one of the highlights of my career. Playing with Pete Seeger back in 2013 opened so many doors for me.

The folk world is a wonderful and welcoming community, once someone has vouched for you. Just like in any other job, you need time to build relationships and connections before people will truly give you a shot.

Pete Seeger gave me a shot.

So last summer, walking off the stage at Lincoln Center, honoring one of my heroes, I was tapped on the shoulder by a gentleman waiting to tell me that I was ‘spectacular’. 

That gentleman was Peter Yarrow.

Peter and I have since become friends. We’ve shared the stage a half a dozen times over the last year, have exchanged emails and phone calls, and I love spending time with him and learning from him.

This weekend, he invited me to join him at the Unity Concert in the Black Hills, which is a three day music festival organized by his daughter, Bethany.

When he found out that I was still in South Dakota, he invited the children from La Plant’s music camp to join the stage for the grand finale!

So…we got to work.

We figured out some logistics with the bus, practiced day after day, handed out permission slips, assigned chaperones, etc, and ‘Operation Unity Concert’ was launched.

14 kids from the little tiny town of La Plant on the Cheyenne River Sioux Tribe Reservation closed out the Unity Concert in the Black Hills by leading a heart-warming, inspiring and energetic sing-along.

I am so proud of them.

They are so proud of themselves.

And the entire town is abuzz with what these kids just did.

Thank you to Peter, Bethany, and the entire Unity Concert staff for making these kids’ first concert experience one that they will never ever forget.

We are grateful.

Together as one.

Arriving together on the big red bus.

Practicing out behind the tipis before taking the stage! 

The kids sang their hearts out.

After the show - lots of smiles!