My name is Shasta. I am one of four children. My parents were married. From the outside, we seemed to be a big happy family. However, inside the walls of our home was a nightmare. At 8 years old, I got a black eye for not folding a towel the right way. At 13, we watched one of our siblings have a knife held to their neck. I also distinctly remember being hit with a plastic baseball bat and going to bed with out dinner often.
I lived in fear, my heart was empty and I was lost. When I was 14, I went into foster care for two years. I went back home when I was 16, but while there was no longer physical abuse, I didn’t feel loved. When I turned 18, I moved out and began living on my own. The years of abuse from my parents left me depressed. I kept my shades drawn, ate very little and only went out at night so I could avoid people.
During this time, MySpace was in its glory days. Music was every where, and you could easily find new great artists. I always enjoyed music because it was a place for me to escape from my life, which was not an easy task. I could find a song for every emotion and sing along without being ashamed of how horribly I sang. For a few years, music was a place where I found happiness, until I turned 21.
My brother Josh was the center of my family. He was the one who held us all together; The one who joked and laughed the most; The one who dropped what he was doing to help you; The one who gave you silly little gifts that were exactly you. He wasn’t just my brother. He was my best friend.
One night, Josh was headed home from a friend’s house. It was extremely foggy with a five foot visibility. As josh was driving, he came up to a train track crossing with no warning lights or arm bar. A train happened to be crossing the road while heading towards it. I talked to an officer who responded to the accident. He said he could barely see his flashlight beam a few feet in front of him. There were no skid marks on the road, which was an obvious sign that Josh never saw the train. At the young age of 20, we had to say goodbye to my brother.
That is when I stopped caring about music. This lasted for a few years. I still listened to music, but none of it hit my soul like it did before. One day, The Silver Heart Club came along and I turn it up really loud. I sang at the top of my lungs. I attended Bo and Steven’s album release concert and on my hour and a half drive home, I played their song “House Fire” on repeat as the tears flowed. I found the magic again. To be connected; to see how real it is…how real they are. To have a history, a story, a connection, a friendship with the two that put their music out there… to say that I am a fan of music doesn’t even touch how these songs have lit that fire again.
This is the only photograph Shasta has of her and Josh together.
SHC RADIO “TOP 40”
One of the easiest ways you can show your support for local music is by hitting the play button on Spotify. To make things even easier, we’ve created our own “Top 40” playlist to get you familiar with the scene.
Featuring songs by our friends in:
The Silver Heart Club play an acoustic version of Lullabyes at the District Company in Eau Claire, Wisconsin. Get this song and more at iTunes: www.itunes.com/thesilverheartclub
The show Community returned to NBC January 2nd at 8/7c! In celebration of this great triumph, we made a tribute video to Troy and Abed’s “La Biblioteca Spanish Rap”.
We were named winners for the RAWards 2013 Semifinals in Minneapolis by RAW Artists
Thanks to everyone that voted! It was a fun night full of very talented people!
The Used and Taking Back Sunday have announced a co-headlining U.S. tour this spring. Along with the tour both bands will be releasing new albums as well. The Used will be releasing Imaginary Enemy on 04/1/2014 and Taking Back Sunday will be releasing Happiness Is on 3/18/2014.
These two bands have been around for quite some time now, long enough to have been the influence for many bands that are now a little more fresh to the scene. I’ve seen both of these bands perform over the years, and always look forward to seeing them when I get the chance. To celebrate this upcoming tour, I’ve created a playlist on Spotify of the songs I think would be awesome to hear live.
“… Starving artist,
we throw the term around so carelessly
not realizing the oppression that exists in this community,
artists starving for time to create.
Gifted and equipped people oppressed by the nine to five,
punching their time card,
going through the predictable motion so very contrary to their nature.
Creation is a part of them,
and when it goes untapped it begins to rot
and the thoughts ideas and inspirations begin to fade
and the audience that actually needs to hear,
We are very lucky to know the wonderful Mrs. Jeanne. She has been a kindergarten teacher for the last 30 years in Menomonie, WI, and has recently published a children’s book called “Mamma, How Does The Wind Start To Blow”. We are very proud to share a great review she recently received from Midwest Book Review. If you are interested in picking up a copy you can visit her website.
Published here February 2014
“Mama, How Does The Wind Start To Blow” is aptly subtitled “A Counting Story That Will Blow You Away!” Filled with creative, brightly decorated, mixed media and collage-like illustrations of leaves falling, fireflies blinking, horses swishing their tails, frogs leaping and sunflowers shedding their seeds, this counting song-like story will grip the imaginations of children age 3-6 everywhere. The answer to the title question comes after a wide variety of other possible sources for the wind blowing have been imagined and explored, from one moon rising to 10 sunflower seeds falling : “It’s simple. Wind starts when a Mother blows an, “I Love You: kiss to her child. Catch it! This wind is for you! ….Catch it! This wind is for you!” Thus the child or reader is actively engaged in the mystical process of linking imagination to reality. The appeal is magical. To underline learning the counting process, the final few pages repeat with ritual embellishment and repeated images the counting numbers and objects, such as one moon, two stars, three leaves, four horses, etc. A final leaping frog asks cheerily, “Got Wind?” “Mama, How Does the Wind Start to Blow” is an irresistible combination of art, poetry, logic, and math. This book deserves an award for stimulating creative learning approaches.
Cute Is What We Aim For- Fourth Drink Instinct, performed live acoustically by The Silver Heart Club.
Listen to originals by The Silver Heart Club on iTunes.
// Filmed and Edited by The Silver Heart Club //