2016

While I was updating my tour schedule for 2016, I noticed that my last blog post was NOVEMBER of 2015. What?! It’s been that long since I’ve checked in with this part of my website?

 

I suppose Instagram feels like a quick little blog.

 

But it’s no replacement for long form writing and thought.

It’s been a whirlwind of a year so far, and I can’t believe we’re already six months in.

I’ve been cooking up new songs for you…and I can’t wait for you to hear them.

It’s been wonderful to be back in Los Angeles, making home feel like home, and not just somewhere to stop before heading back out again. But don’t worry, I’m coming back to you – a few road shows in August, and I’m sure the rest of the year – but I’ll be working on a new album soon, and then we can sing all sorts of new songs together, okay? I promise.

 

We kicked off the 922 Collective in January, with a super successful show at El Cid, and a clothing drive that benefitted the Downtown Women’s Center, and the LA Mission. Look for a follow-up show this summer here in Los Angeles, and hopefully one in Philly, as well.

 

Speaking of summer, on July 14th, I’ll be opening up for Howie Day in Hermosa Beach, CA, at Sainte Rock. Many of you will remember his hit song, “Collide,” which came out right around the time I was first showcasing my own writing at coffee house open mics around the Philly area. Since I associate it with that time in my life, getting to play this show will be a really fun thing for me.

 

Back in February, I released a new music video for the re-invented “Love Me Still,”  thank you to your collaboration.

I’ve been playing various shows around central and southern California, but have otherwise stayed pretty local. As a great friend recently reminded me, it’s okay to take some time to rejuvenate yourself and your creative being.

(Also released a super simple, single take acoustic 2 song EP, which I performed at Agape International in February…)

Summer dates in CA, PA and OH listed here. Otherwise, see you on the social medias, (instagramfacebooktwitter), until we go into album production!

My Relationship to My Creativity

My relationship to my creativity.

It’s like a relationship with a person. If you don’t nourish it, pay attention to it, learn about it, it resents you and just sits there nagging and unhappy.
But then sometimes you pay attention to it and it kicks back at you.
It’s easy to let everything else come before the creative process. It’s easy to get up in the morning and start with daily tasks and do the things you “need” to do to live your life. There’s a lot of important life things that can easily take over the time you need to create.
This morning I gave myself time to write. I sat and wrote without purpose or form. I have to do this. I try to do it daily, even if just two sentences. And then I let it form into song when it needs to. I have to allow myself time to ponder. To wonder about things. To roll words and thoughts over in my head and my heart so that when it’s time to let it come out with a melody, it’s there to do so.
I gave myself a good amount of time today. Just to write. I tried not to get distracted by my phone – by social media, which keeps me connected to listeners when I’m not in front of them with a microphone and a story to tell.
That part is hard, too. But I gave myself time. Just to write.
And somehow, I felt lazy. Like I was wasting my day. That there were “things” I needed to do. Contacts I needed to follow up with to further my career. Shows I needed to book. Paid work I needed to acquire.
But if I don’t write, everything else is pointless. It IS my job. It is what I do.
I can’t write a song if I don’t work through things first. And just because this day didn’t end in a song written, doesn’t mean that work wasn’t done, progress wasn’t made.
But so little worth is given to that part of the creative process. You know, the ACTUAL creative process. People want to know what you have to show for it.
I want to know what I have to show for it.
But I have to let it be. Grow. Become whatever it will become.
My relationship to my creativity ebbs and flows. Like relationships with people.
It is the closest relationship I know, and one I have been grateful to become more in tune with and aware of over the years.
But it’s different every day. And today was a harder day.
Tomorrow, we begin again.

A Mournful Noise

When I wrote “A Mournful Noise” in 2012, I was writing to find the vibe I wanted for my album.

I was writing an emotion without words.
I had moved in with my best friend and was going through my divorce.
I was feeling hopeful about new beginnings, but was overcome with sadness about what had passed.
I was alone.
I didn’t have much fancy equipment.
I set up my computer and microphone in my living room and recorded guitar and vocals.

I tried to re-create in the studio then for the intro to the record, but it didn’t sound the same.

And so I decided to use the original demo. It’s raw, simple, and meant to set the tone.
The tone of the song comes back in to play for “One More Day,” and it’s rawness is reflected in “Walk Away,” which is not even a demo – just a steam-of-conscience song I wrote while sitting in my nearly-empty-apartment upon moving to Los Angeles.

The video for “A Mournful Noise” is simply meant to convey the same feelings.
Waiting. Wondering. Mourning. Sitting in solitude.
The moments before you choose.
The moments after when you know what comes with the choice.

 

It was filmed in a similar manner to that which it was recorded.
While on tour this summer, I had a day off in St. Louis.
I decided to take some test shots in the beautiful home I was staying in.
I didn’t have any fancy equipment or any crew members.
I didn’t wear any makeup, I didn’t asses how I looked.
I had just woken up and worked out and was sweaty and road weary.
I was alone.
I was tired.
I had been in so many cities in various countries, in homes that weren’t my own.
I was happy in my travels and music making, but was ready to feel at home.

I liked the test shots. They were simple. It was raw. The backlight was beautiful.

So here it is. Just a feeling.

Hello, Love.

I’m currently sitting at a table on the sidewalk, outside of a coffee shop by the beach.
Hello, Love. Hello, California.

I knew how much I loved it here, and I knew I missed it badly, but it sure is reinforcement to come home and feel a rush of relief.

The past 8 months were amazing. I spent time with my family. I was there for my nephew’s first birthday. I saw my best friends from forever. I sang to college kids around the tri-state area. I flew to Europe. I played shows and saw amazing architecture and stayed with old friends I hardly knew and learned that I love, I met new folks and made new friends. I played in three countries new to Mary Scholz Music. I spent a time recording in London. I wrote every day. I drank lots of coffee and espressos. I ate baguettes and brown bread. I had yet another (but my first overseas) solo adventure. I spent Easter at Notre Dame with a woman I met in front of Buckingham Palace the week prior and became instantly friends with. I took trains and buses and metros and taxis. I ate crepes and biscuits. I slept on couches and in hotel rooms and at bed and breakfasts and in hostels. I carried my guitar and that giant suitcase and witnessed the kindness of strangers every time I reached a metro platform that only had a ridiculous set of stairs. I witnessed the darkness of strangers in harassment and heckling. But mostly, I witnessed the kindness. (That blog is coming)

I flew back to Philly and I was grateful for my time overseas, and grateful to go sleep at my parents’ home. I was there when one of my best friends had her third daughter.

I packed up my car. I drove from city to city, playing shows, being chased by the rain. Everywhere. I stayed with cousins and friends-of-friends and family-of-friends and perfect strangers and my closest friends from college. I camped and hiked and sang and danced. I slept on couches and futons and in spare rooms and tents and bed and breakfasts. I survived/loved fun shenanigans with Sarah, when our tours (purposefully) crossed paths and merged into one in the 5th week. I warded off anxiety attacks about being gone for so long and not having my own home base. I met so many wonderful people and shared stories and listened to their dream travel destinations. I drove 12 hour days and 10 hour days and played shows after them and pretended like I wasn’t exhausted. I loved everywhere that I was while I was there.

I GOT HOME.

I nearly ended up in that fire on the 15S, but I didn’t. I got home.

I haven’t been able to write much since my arrival – I think I’m just in a general state of relief and exhaustion. It’s the first time in YEARS that I don’t have the next 6-10 months planned out in full. (Don’t worry, I’ve got a few things planned – it’s just impossible to have an open calendar if you’re this gal) *side note, I’ve started a new song since starting this blog*

My main point is this – I am so grateful to every individual I have met and come to know in some way over the past 8 months. You’re beautiful. All of you. Thank you for sharing your homes, literal and figurative, with me. And Los Angeles – thank you for catching me when I landed.
It would never be what it is without the wonderful souls I meet, or the wonderful souls holding down the home front for me.

I’m going to go sit on the beach now.

“Run, Baby, Run” in Philly

One of the fun parts of the tour kickoff was getting to sing “Run, Baby, Run,” with two of my Philly voice students, who I have been working with since they were in grade school. (!)

They’re two beautiful, talented, grown women now, and it was so much fun to sing with them. I only wish you could see their faces in this video. -_-

Me, Erin and Sara McMenamin on harmonies, and Brianna Sig on drums. Enjoy!

US Summer Tour

It’s been a busy few weeks in the world of Mary Scholz Music. I’ve performed for beautiful people in Philadelphia, Pittsburgh, Columbus, Granville, Chicago, Indanapolis, St. Louis, Defiance, St. Charles and Grand Island. The stormy weather has followed me seemingly everywhere, but it’s looking bright and sunny (with scattered storms) this week in Denver!

I’ve had guest musicians, failed PA systems, farm land, city lights and so much fun so far.

Here’s to the next half of the tour, starting this week in Colorado!

 

 

Europe in a thank you

 

Wait, that’s over already?! I owe you a solid blog about each country I visited – and I’ll get there, I promise! But for now, let’s just say it was an amazing journey and I’m so grateful to every person who lent me their couch, showed me around their town, or came to a show. More on everything soon!

Rock On Philly Mag Premiere’s “Run Baby, Run”

Rock On Philly

Watch: Mary Scholz premieres her new video for “Run Baby, Run”

By  on February 19, 2015@jenniferlogue

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Featured Image courtesy of the Artist

Singer/Songwriter Mary Scholz, who has Philly roots but is currently based in LA, is premiering her latest video, “Run Baby, Run,” on Rock On Philly.

The song and video explore the theme of  running forward towards your own happiness, whether it be pursuing a dream or just creating the life you desire for yourself. It’s told from the perspective of a person who has been given such advice as, “don’t ever wait until tomorrow for your time in the sun,” and is now passing those words back to that same friend, who also needs a reminder.

The video also follows the journey of the creation of the album The Girl You Thought You Knew-from the studio, to its release and its subsequent 2014 US release tour.

Watch the video below and tell us what you think! Also, be sure to check out “Run Baby, Run” in ourOfficial Love Run playlist here.