Honestly, if you asked me if I'd do it again, I'd have
to seriously consider things before turning it down.
On reflection, in the bright light of day, sometimes things don't seem
quite as bad, you know? That's how it felt the morning after our adventure
in 1980s Los Angeles. Though part of me was still angry at Cynthia for bringing
us back in time, it was also an experience and something I'll never forget.
I still can't believe how my Mom was then - how snappish and sarky and quick
to raise her fists. I'd always thought Dad joked about taming the shrew,
that it was all about him teasing her. But somehow he really did...my estimation
of him went up several notches, I'll tell you.
More importantly, though, it inspired me to write. Music is my raison d'etre,
so when I can't write I'm probably hell to live with, and I know I've been
grouchy over it these past few days. But tripping back in time has woken
up the muse...or whatever it is inside of me. I've already spent most of
today scribbling harmonies and dynamic guitar passages for this wild rock
song I'm determined that we're gonna release. Mom's gonna think I flipped
out, but who cares? She's my inspiration for it. Her, aunt Phyl, and the
band that almost gave up half way through their careers.
It made me think, though. Jewel have times when things are tedious, when
music isn't flowing, when we all feel like a vacation and when we get on
each other's nerves. But little things can spark bigger ones, and I'm very
conscious now that what I do - what I decide to do - has an impact on what
will happen years down the line. Who knows where we will be and what we will
be doing then? I never thought much about it till now, but it does make you
I'd been sitting in the main studio working for about four hours when I
realised I wasn't alone. I glanced up, seeing Mom in the doorway watching
me. I grinned.
"Don't nag. I'm writing, and this is for Jewel." I told her, before she
could speak. "I've got the bug, Mom. I know what I want us to do."
"Well, I'm glad to 'ear it." Mom cast me a wry smile. "Because you've been
givin' Pizzazz an' me kittens of late with your writers block. Jewel's song
is late now!"
"Oh, but it will be worth waiting for." I spread out the sheets of paper
in front of me. "Come take a look."
"Sadie not 'elpin' you on this one?" Mom asked, doing as she was bidden.
I shook my head.
"She's doing some basic sketches of the way we want to look for the video."
I replied. "For Zoe, so she gets the picture. We decided that this is gonna
be a full on rock song with matching video - and it's proving a lot of fun
Mom scooped up the first page, and her eyebrows shot up into her fringe.
"You ain't kiddin'." She said at last. "Almost thought I was lookin' at
one of Stormer's Misfit scripts for a moment there."
"Funny you should say that." An amused smile touched my lips. "We did get
some inspiration from, erm, well, watching the Misfits."
Mom stared at me. Then she laughed.
"Well, it's in your blood." She said affectionately. "So I don't suppose
it'll 'urt for you to act it, once in a while. I think Pizzazz will love
the idea - she's never liked the fact that the Misfits ended, an' she'll
fully endorse you girls dollin' yourselves up crazy an' givin' the world
a fright. But what exactly gave you the idea? Yesterday you were at a loss."
"Cynthia showed us some stuff she found." I said truthfully, taking the
sheet of paper back and checking the bassline for errors. "And it gave me
this idea. You know how my muse strikes me, Mom. It came, well, round about
"Well, jus' make sure it keeps coming." Mom told me with a grin. "Because
that way Jewel keep selling."
"Oh, I think Jewel will be doing that for a long while to come." I told
her firmly. "And not just because of the profit side of it, either. Being
a band is more about...about team spirit, and, well, appreciating each other's
imput. Don't you think?"
Mom fixed me with an odd look.
"Whatever you say, kid." She said at length. "Look, I got meetings and
paperwork, so I'll talk to you when the thing is written an' we see the
final draft. Keep goin' like that an' we'll 'ave you recording by the end
of the week!"
"That's the plan." I nodded. "Don't worry - now I'm inspired, I won't stop
till it's done. And once it's done, the world are gonna see how different
Jewel can be. After all, there's always something you can learn from the
I winked at her.
"Don't you agree?"