Dear Madame Almost President...
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Dear Madame Almost President...

I took an Abmien last night at 9:30. Slept like a baby. Woke up despondent and Stepford. Sort of like when my otherwise healthy father had an aortic aneurysm and the doctor told me he would probably not live and I kept thinking I’d get a call saying it all turned around overnight and he’d be fine. It didn’t. He wasn’t. He died. 

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Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
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Eeny, meeny, miny, moe

When it comes to creators' rights and digital royalty improvements, I’m praying for a President with a kid who wants to be a rockstar. Watch how fast the Copyright Office is given autonomy, streaming rates go up, take down stays down! 

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Life Lessons Revisited
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Life Lessons Revisited

College wasn’t perfect. I had my share of broken hearts, C-minuses, zits. But all in all it was a rich, eye-opening experience and although I didn’t wind up pursuing a career in the area of my study, it readied me in many important ways for the world.

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Screens
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Screens

When did our culture become so uncomfortable being idle? Why do we need so much external stimulation? I don't need to escape. I like what's on my mind. I get my best song ideas when I’m bored. 

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Courtney's on The Voice!
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Courtney's on The Voice!

"What do you do when you've raised your son, sent him off to college, and it's clear you're on your own with a whole lotta life left ahead of you? You audition for The Voice."

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Hey There Delilah (And MoZella)
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Hey There Delilah (And MoZella)

Shortly after MoZella, Jude and I were pressured into removing a proper name from the title of a song we wrote for MoZella's record, Plain White T's had a GINORMOUS hit with "Hey There Delilah." 

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Goodbye Again
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Goodbye Again

Last year when I returned home to an empty nest, it was a very busy time for me. I was furiously crossing the T’s and dotting the I’s of Confessions of a Serial Songwriter. There was no time to think about 'Now What?'

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Confessions.