Kristina Byrd

The above song was recorded about a month or so after my Father passed away, it really means alot to me, b/c when I wrote it, i had thought nothing but him. We were in the midst of a huge fight and the only thing to keep me from goin insane was to write music. So i did and thats what Came out. I recorded it when I was 17 and that would be the untouched raw original copy...exciting huh? hahahaha
After much convincing, I decided it was quite appropriate to step out and take hold of this little dream that ive been working up since the age of 3.... The only true description that should be here, is a blog that I wrote on my other myspace:
Ive decided im gonna put past these nerves and take a super huge leap. I have loved music and singing since I could talk. I used to stand on the kitchen table, my mic in hand, socked feet in my nighty belting out to my Nana while she cooked. Its a rush that you feel, when your up on stage and your performing. Adrenaline is pumping through your body and honestly its quite breath taking b/c I find my lungs searching for air. I Love that feeling. The nerves, the wondering if what your singing will effect someone and even how it will effect them at that. Will it be life changing, b/c some music completely changes my life. Will they get the message that Im trying to put across. Will they even like this music and these lyrics that I worked so hard on writing. Im bearing my soul right here in front of almost 1000 people wondering if they know how vulnerable I am at that moment. Do they know that my heart is litterally resting in the palm of their hands?
But I have put off this for so long, thinking that maybe it is such a foolish dream to have. To want to actually try and make this my life. When my Dad died it was so sudden, and I couldnt make this a habit. I tried so hard to just keep on recording, keep on performing, keep on working with recording studios and labels, but everytime I picked up a mic I thought of him. I thought of my Dad and how he is the reason that I sing or even play guitar for that matter. I wanted him to be proud of me. When I would write a new song I would get so excited and run into the living room to play it for him. He then in turn would use his critic of an ear to tell me what was wrong. I would work for days on end to perfect that song just how Dad liked it. I sang because he encouraged me and taught me. I learned how to harmonize and have a natural ear for it b/c He would make me sing accapella with him in the car for hours. We would take long trips to places around NC just so we could get the time in the car to sing. I sang at church b/c Dad thought it was good exposure, I sang at weddings b/c he wanted me to do a duet with him. I spent so much to receive this one moment on a sunday in december..I stood up in front of church to sing a song the youth minister asked me to sing. So many people were there, but then again my church is massive! I sang and before I could even place the mic down my Dad decked out in his fireman suit came charging toward the stage crying and gave me the best hug I have ever had in my life...I still remember how his hug felt and the feeling of his tears streaming not only down his face but touching my cheek as he picked me up.
Its hard to go back to a place that reminds you so much of someone who you Loved with all your heart, but I seriously cant deny it anymore.
I promise there will be more music soon. I have TONSSSSSS that needs to be recorded and will get done and put on here!! Get excited because this is the start of something sooooo good! I can feel it:)new when it comes...

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