Gas costs too much. Take a look at my gas protest song GA$OLINE and see if you agree.
Dare to dream
'Nothing is impossible, it just hasn't been done yet
and maybe, you are the one who is supposed to do it!'
I am not a musician, singer or performer. This is not how I make a living, I just love to write poetry and lyrics. I have always encouraged my children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, friends and anyone who would listen to follow their dreams.
So, in 2012, I decided to take my own advice and with the help of family, friends and volunteers created the music videos on this web site. I could have never, ever, done it alone and I am so grateful to everyone who has been involved so far on this journey of chasing a dream.
I have been writing poetry and lyrics in different forms since junior high school. I was born in Detroit, Michigan, moved to Southern California after 3rd grade and was raised in Orange County, CA, when there used to be Orange Groves in Santa Ana.
Writing has always been a cathartic way to share and release emotion, ideals and feelings. 'Dreams' was the first poem that a very talented guitarist named Bob put to music. This was followed by several additional attempts at songwriting and going into a studio to record.
The biggest issues I faced in this endeavor were my lack of musical talent, the inability to sing or play a musical instrument and no musical connections. I continued writing poetry and lyrics and with the help of a new writing partner, also named Bob, tried to get some new songs to the ear and heart of those who would listen and musicians with whom to collaborate.
My writing partner, Bob, suggested creating a web site to launch a whole new means to share. So, here it is that I, Jess Mei, humbly submit some of my songs, poetry, observations and thoughts.
Bob and I were introduced through a former band mate of his over the phone in the early 80’s. He and I talked at length about why we each wrote and agreed to collaborate. This was before the internet, he was in Indiana and I was in California. So we talked, wrote letters and mailed tapes.
We agreed that we would never force a song and that a good song was like a good marriage, the husband and wife stood tall by themselves but together they were stronger and taller. We also agreed that if a song was good today, it would be good tomorrow and good 20 years from now, or it never was good.
We did not meet face to face until 10 years later when I was traveling through his town on a cross country trip. That was the only time we had together, face to face, but we had developed a bond and a trust. Maybe it was that we both were veterans and devoted spouses. Maybe it was that our words were our bond, but we had one, and I will always be indebted to him for putting music and life to my words.
I would love to hear from you. Especially if anything on my site affected you.