To Wrap Up, for Now...

We are home! After a final gorgeous day spent in Centennial Park, an attempted visit to a couple of closed guitar shops (Really, Nashville?) and coffee with our friends Anna & Julia Johnson (http://www.reverbnation.com/annajohnson/), Travis, Brian and Chris at Fido on 21st St, ... oh and a stop at White Castle (HA), we eventually got into Kansas City at about 3:00am.

I feel rejuvenated from our trip. We're going to map out the next 6 months and try to meet a few new goals. You may not have noticed, but our highly diverse music, merch and personalities could be giving off a bit of a scattered impression. We love diversity and believe it could be a strength, but some if the advice we received from our new Nashville friends is  how to harness it correctly and wield it in a way that leaves a solid, powerful impression for Christ.

Our fans are lovers of many genres and many different types of ministry. The most exciting email I received was from a student who told us her favorite Maywood song changes regularly as she grows in Christ. She said she keeps upwrapping new gifts in the music and lyrics as her experiences change and as her understanding of Christ becomes deeper. Wow!

So diversity can be a powerful tool for the Lord to use and can pave long and fruitful ministries because there is so much to draw from. The trick is knowing what to focus on and when. So that's what we're going to do next - refine.

More pictures and video coming soon. I didn't use my phone too much since I took my nicer photo and video devices, so it'll have to wait a little bit.

Until then, we would like to hear from you! If you're a Maywood fan, tell us why. What do you think we do well and what do you think we should strive to become better at? Honesty is our friend, as iron sharpens iron! If you're not too familiar with us, visit our website and listen. http://www.maywoodband.com/

Grace & Peace,
Sarah

Nashville

Nashville means something very specific to my brothers and I that has nothing to do with the hustle and bustle of Music City. It is little league baseball, Tusculum Elementary school, Brentwood Baptist, Christ Church children's choir and our little house on Adamwood Drive where we played When You See A Car Coming, Dive In The Ditch with the other neighborhood kids. It was certainly full of music, but most of it you've never heard of and it's brilliance is mingled with nostalgia and a love for our song-writer father who walked with Jesus and made gold records now and then in His name. (http://www.garydriskellmusic.com/)

Other than that, Nashville occupies little space in my heart - certainly less than our beautiful Kansas City. Although, the people here are extremely kind and an argument could be made for (or against) more street performers in downtown KC, but that's neither here nor there.

Our day started with bible study, breakfast, communion, prayer and a quick rehearsal of our new songs in the pool area, which was totally empty at 8:00am. Our meeting was with a management company that handles 4 other artists, some up and coming and some veterans in the Christian music scene. Basically, we sent them our music and they wanted to hear if we had any more. So we played for them, talked, had lunch and talked a bit more. We discussed where Maywood has been, where we are now and where we're going. In the end, we determined that the gap between those last two is still very large and the time for needing a management company (at least of this size) has not yet come, which is a wise bit of advice we received from our good friend Jason Watson a couple of weeks ago. Most of the conversation was free advice and encouragement from a  generous couple of Industry pros who's time is extremely valuable. The most important thing Maywood left with is how to proceed from here, which is no small thing in a group of 6 dominant personalities and talent. Even still, a lot of prayer and decision making lies ahead of us.

For now, we continue to mill around Nashville, taking full advantage of another beautiful day before heading home tonight.

On the way to Dixie, Part 2

After what seemed like an eternity playing word games, monopoly, singing show tunes, Disney tunes and writing a new song, we're finally here. Nashville looks much like any major city at night - busy, big and lit up like Christmas.

Our hotels are AWESOME (the shampoo smells like cinnamon) and we're completely blessed by our fan and friend, RT, for providing them for us. The kind of nonsense, flee infested hole in the wall we were willing to settle for was unthinkable to her and we will forever be grateful. The next cd is FREE for you, RT! And, as promised, a concert in your living room. ;)

Also, our 15 passenger van was lent to us by the Williams family up at God's Mountain and it totally rocks! It's a bit beat up here and there, so it's perfectly suited for goofballs like us. Feels like home, really. Thank you Johnny & Pam!! FREE concert for YOU!

In the morning, breakfast, quiet time and practise before our meeting at 10am. Please pray for clarity and for the palpable presence of the Holy Spirit as we explore whatever options are available here.

For now, bed. I am properly tucked into my covers and my iPod is qued to "Rainstorm."

1, 2, 3, go.

On the way to Dixie, Part 1

We've been on the road for 5 hours, but are still only 1 hour from Kansas City. LOL So far, I've forgotten my wallet, miss-remembered where I left it and had to settle for my passport, which has my maiden name on it. By the time I realized I needed my marriage license to prove who I am (for the hotel rooms gifted to us under my name), we had spent 1 hour simply traveling to my house in the middle of nowhere w-burg. Fail, Sarah. Seriously.

And I would like to personally thank everyone who bought our merch at the last few concerts, because the money from the merch box is officially covering my personal expenses in lieu of my debit card (in my wallet) until I can pay it back. Thank you, cd listeners and shirt wearers!

Predictably, Joel was the first to pollute the air in our confined space. He ruins seat cushions. I should know, he's my brother, and I'm telling you ... cat pee does not have the staying power that a Joel gas bubble does. He should probably see a doctor.

That's all for now. Scott L is driving and we're sinking into the  inevitable lull of all road trips with Switchfoot serenading us. More later.

mortar ministry

We leave for Nashville tomorrow. No one is really very sure what to expect. It's been a rather strange summer, full of unexpected ups and downs. Being invited to meet with a respected management company in Tennessee is definitely an up, but time will tell if it can counter-balance our downs, of which there have been many this season.

Some of us are ready to crank it up a notch - to settle in and get serious about our ministry, ultimately pursuing it full-time to the ends of the earth. Others of us are happy with it the way it is. Some are desperately trying to juggle one or more other ministries, afraid of the imbalance that may come if one of them grows by even the smallest fraction, resulting in some kind of weird, unconscious growth sabotage in order to protect oneself from stress or from having to quit something.

It's hard to tell where you're needed most. And seriously, how can a rock band make that much difference in the expansion of God's kingdom? It's just a support role, isn't it? We're mortar and the other ministries are the bricks, right? And with less and less people valuing a song at even $.99 or a performance at production value, how can any of us expect to last very long with families to take care of and bills to pay?

Maybe this is how God wants it to work. We give it our best shot until we break or can't afford it anymore, then get out of the way and pass the torch to the next group in line. Maybe, if we're honest with ourselves, we want this to last for our own glory and not for God's.

Until we know the answer to that, we will keep opening doors to opportunities we believe God has given us (like this one in Nashville) and try not to kill each other waiting to survive or suffocate.

Mostly it's just me who wants to kill everyone. Probably because boys are smelly. Ooooh, did I mention how THRILLED I am that my sister-in-law is coming to Nashville with us?? I <3 her anyway, of course, but I'm so glad I'm not the only female. With Fabreeze and hand-wipes in our arsenal, we will not be dominated!

Test 123. Trying to post from my phone. This is weird ...

exploring new shirt options (an excuse to get crafty)

So our drummer Josh and his wife Lauren, my lovely management assistant, and our friends Josh Driller and Cassie Sandberg got together and painted some shirts. Wait, I should back up.

As I explained in this post, Maywood shirts are sewn by hand and made-to-order according to each fan's preference. There are limitations to what you can ask for, of course (No, I will not sew "maywood" across the butt of your pants), but as Lauren once calculated, there are still over 9000 options available for customization. HA! Other than getting something one-of-a-kind that more aptly expresses your personal taste than a mass produced one-design-fits-all shirt (which we're still hoping to make, btw), there's a whole philosophy behind knowing where your product came from and why that's important, blah blah blah. Read it here.

Ok, back to these painted, stenciled shirts. I got the idea here. I took zero pictures of what we came up with that day, of course, so this post will be short. (Yay?) We test-marketed them at our last concert on July 9th and got a healthy order of 3 stenciled shirts, including one from my new pal, Zac, who was introduced to Maywood while working a summer job with Joel, Jared and Caleb. He coudln't decide on a stencil design, so he said "surprise me." Josh saw this an an opportunity to do something over-the-top-RIDICULOUS and described a magical fantasy scene straight out of the World of Warcraft on top of which I should impose our band name. He was probably being sarcastic, but *ding* CHALLENGE ACCEPTED! The below design is what Zac got.

original sketch, stencified

after i cut it out

after painting

It turned out a little messy, but overall I am happy with it. Because it was a black shirt, we had to spray the whole stencil white first, then cover the cloud and spray the dragon green. We got it EVERYWHERE (sorry about that, Zac). Also, I can't guarantee the structural integrity of this or any of our shirts, but I hope it brings you, our fans, joy while you wear yours.

No, I will not be making anymore dragons. Sorry Dakota! But you CAN ask Josh for his design "stereo love." It is my new fav!