I wrote this little ditty in a poem in old Shakespearean English.

Hast thou thought of me?

For I have thought of thee.

And then I adapted it for American English, and it changed it just a little, and decided to put some words to it, and I wrote this as an affirmation for all the people searching for their great love, and that soul's counterpoint in another, that it existed, and that they could find it.

♪ ♪Have you thought of me for♪ ♪I have thought of you.♪ ♪I have seen you.♪ ♪Amidst the gentle blossoms of the night.♪ ♪And in the incandescence of the moon.♪ ♪Yes, I have thought of you.♪ ♪I have seen your spirit amidst♪ ♪the rain that falls on the hot earth.♪ ♪Solitary dancing a Rhumba for none to see but♪ ♪I, and I have felt you in a♪ ♪place so deep within this have felt you in a love.♪ ♪That there is only one place you could be.♪ ♪My heart.♪ ♪For I have thought of you.♪ ♪And you have thought of me.♪ ♪And I know, I know you feel it too.♪ ♪And I have thought of you.

And you have thought of me.♪ ♪And I can hear your voice.♪ ♪And you can hear mine too.♪ ♪ thought of you, thought of Yes, I thought of you♪ ♪Only.♪ ♪We have yet.♪ ♪To meet.♪ ♪I have seen your spirit.♪ ♪Amidst the rain that falls on the hot earth.♪ ♪Solitary dancing a Rhumba for none to see but I.♪ ♪but I♪ ♪have felt you in a place so deep within this love.♪ ♪That there is only one place you could be.♪ ♪My heart.♪ ♪For I have thought of you.♪ ♪And you have thought of me.♪ ♪And I know, I know you feel it too.♪ ♪And I have thought of you, and you have thought of me.♪ ♪And I can hear your voice.♪ ♪And you can hear mine too.♪ ♪of Yes, I thought of you thought of you, thought♪ ♪of you.

Only.♪ ♪We have yet to meet.♪ ♪We have yet to meet.♪ ♪We have yet to meet.♪ I grew up in San Diego, California, to a Mexican mother and a French Lebanese father in a very colorful, what I would say kitchen.

And, I live right now between Paris, France, up here in the Pacific Northwest.

Our beautiful Spokane, and, also San Diego, stopping through New York as often as possible and traveling around the world, and grew up in a very multicultural background with four languages at home and spoke all of them.

my grandfather is actually my musical influence.

I sang with him in church and he taught me how to sing harmonies when I was three years old, maybe two years old.

And so we would sing together until the day he died.

All of the church songs and all of the fun Mexican songs.

And every time we had a family party, we would sing all the mariachi songs together.

♪ Cómo podés decir de que de mi te as olvidado,♪ ♪Si en cada paso que das te recordáis del pasado♪ ♪ Ese pasado fue nuestro pasado llenos de besos y amor ♪ ♪ Y ahora que tenés otra te olvida de tu flor Y ahora que tenés ♪ ♪ otra te olvidaste de tu flor Esa ♪ ♪ flor que te ♪ ♪ cuidaba con esmero ♪ ♪ y con pasión ♪ ♪ hoy está abandonada por ♪ ♪ culpa de tu traición vos ♪ ♪ sabes cuánto te quise sin ♪ ♪ ninguna condición Lo que ♪ ♪ vos haces conmigo no merece mi perdón ♪ ♪ Lo que vos haces conmigo no merece mi perdón ♪ ♪ Esa flor ♪ ♪ que te cuidaba con esmero ♪ ♪ y con pasión hoy está ♪ ♪ por culpa de tu traición abandonada vos ♪ ♪ sabes cuánto te quise sin ninguna condición ♪ ♪ Lo que vos haces conmigo ♪ ♪ no merece mi perdón Lo que vos ♪ ♪ haces conmigo no merece mi ♪ ♪ perdón ♪ I was in, I think my first year of university, and I saw somebody singing Romy Kaye In fact, I saw Romy singing, and I said, I can do that.

And I was always into music.

I was studying opera, and I was, singing musical theater all my life and playing classical piano.

And I saw that lady singing, and she had a flower in her hair, and she.

She was singing all these beautiful American Songbook songs and a lot of Billie Holiday.

And I said, I want to do that.

And I turned to my mom.

I said, I'm going to sing.

I'm going to be in a jazz, a jazz quartet.

And my mom said, that's great, honey, you just finished your university first.

Well, I'm actually giving you the unabridged version because what she really said was te usted tu Casa?

si, si me gusta mi casa.

okay.

quieres desada tu Casa quieres en tu casa?.

So it's basically a mom's way of saying, do you like your home?

Do you like your bed?

Do you like your stuff?

Yeah.

Okay.

Well, like, if you sing, you won't have a house.

It's very Mexican.

A lady musician is as good as the fabulous gentleman that she keeps.

And she is nothing without those wonderful gentlemen.

This is Mr. Brent Edstrom, a dear friend of mine, Mr. Eugene Jablonski, who I like to call Eu-genius and Mr. Brendan McMurphy.

And this is the Brent Edstrom Trio.

This next song is called Sa Cha Cha.

My name is Sacha.

And all through school in America, I was called either Saca or Sacha.

And so I decided to make fun of that a little bit and, turn it into a cha cha.

So this little tune is about my family and about having faith and about sharing your joy and dancing.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

(Trill) ♪ Vámonos amigos, ♪ ♪ yo te quiero Vamos a bailar y gozar ♪ ♪ Esta canción de amistad te la ♪ ♪ dedico Para que sepas mi amor Hay que disfrutar en ♪ ♪ la vida, Sólo hay una Hay ♪ ♪ que tener fe en Dios Esta canción de amistad te la ♪ ♪ Para que sepas mi amor dedico Yo nací en ♪ ♪ una familia bonita, con abuelitos creados por ♪ ♪ las manos de- Dios Y una mamá (Irma) ♪ ♪ tan bonita, bonita, tan bonita que me pongo a bailar.

♪ ♪ Así se baila la Sa-Cha Cha-Cha♪ ♪ Cha-Chá Sa-Cha Cha-Cha Chá ♪ ♪ Sa-Cha Cha-Cha Cha-Chá SaCha ♪ ♪ Sa- Cha-Cha-Chá Así se baila la Sa-Cha ♪ ♪ Cha-Cha Cha-Chá ♪ ♪ Sa-Cha Cha-Cha Chá Sa-Cha ♪ ♪ Cha-Cha Cha-Chá ♪ ♪ SaCha Cha-Cha-Chá ♪ ♪ Yo nací en una familia bonita, con abuelitos creados por las ♪ ♪ manos de- Dios Y una mamá tan bonita, bonita, tan ♪ ♪ bonita que me pongo ♪ ♪ a cantar , Así se baila la Sa-Cha ♪ ♪ Cha-Cha Cha-Chá Sa-Cha Cha-Cha Chá Sa-Cha Cha -Cha Cha-Chá ♪ ♪ SaCha Cha-Cha-Chá Así se baila la Sa-Cha ♪ ♪ Cha-Cha ♪ ♪ Cha-Chá ♪ ♪ Cha.

♪ ♪ SaCha Cha-Cha- Chá Sa-Cha ♪ ♪ Cha-Cha Chá Sa-Cha ♪ ♪ Cha-Cha Cha-Chá SaCha Cha-Cha-Chá Cha -Cha Chá ♪ When people write their music it's them self that they're putting onto the paper.

writing music is such a beautiful thing.

And then the best part of writing it is to gift it and to just let it go like a butterfly.

And just give it away.

Last year, I was going through an old book, and I found a chord, chart that I had written out many, many years ago.

And I must have been about 21 years old, and I didn't get married to who I thought at the time was the love of my life.

And I had written this song about him and about that love.

And oddly, I had forgotten about it.

And one day just opened the book and there was the chart and I'm happy to sing this for and so you.

This is called how was I to know Three.

♪ How was I to know ♪ ♪ that you would only stay a while, ♪ ♪ and then you'd go?

♪ How was I to know ♪ ♪ when you said you loved me ♪ ♪ with hello?

♪ You said our love ♪ ♪ was made to last.

♪ ♪ But our love faded ♪ ♪ away.

♪ ♪ true love ♪ ♪ withstands the test of time.

♪ ♪ But our love spanned the time ♪ ♪ of an hourglass.

♪ ♪ an hourglass.

♪ ♪ How Was I to Know ♪ ♪ that you would only stay awhile.

♪ ♪ And then you would go.

♪ ♪ For I was just a fool, ♪ ♪ just a fool in love.

♪ ♪ How was I to know?

♪ All I knew was that I ♪ ♪ Loved you so.

♪ ♪ You said ♪ ♪ our love was made to last, ♪ ♪ but our love faded away ♪ ♪ True love withstands ♪ ♪ the test of time.

♪ ♪ But I would love to spend the time ♪ ♪ of an hourglass.

♪ ♪ An hourglass ♪ ♪ Oh, how ♪ ♪ was I to know.

♪ ♪ That you would only stay a while.

♪ ♪ And then you would go, ♪ ♪ for I was just a fool, ♪ ♪ just a fool in love.

♪ ♪ how was I, I don't know.

♪ ♪ oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ How was I to know?

♪ ♪ How was I to know?

♪ ♪ All I knew was that ♪ ♪ I loved you so.

♪ This song is called La Espera, the wait.

And it's a woman recounting her love, her deep love of a man who is making her wait and says he's on his way to her.

He's arriving.

He's coming.

He'll be there shortly.

And he's tearing at her heart like pulling little petals from a flower.

And he's slowly breaking it.

And he never, ever arrives.

♪ Cuántas veces tú me ♪ ♪ as dicho que temprano llegarías ♪ ♪ Con mi alma ♪ ♪ te esperado, aunque nunca ♪ ♪ tú vendrías Esperando ♪ ♪ y esperando a que llegues ♪ ♪ a mi lado La espera ♪ ♪ se hace larga y ♪ ♪ el corazón destrozado ♪ ♪ Siempre juegas con ♪ ♪ sabiendo que soy muy mi amor, débil Me deshojas como flor, ♪ ♪ me abandonas sin piedad Ya vendrán tiempos mejores ♪ ♪ en que pueda yo arrancar Este amor que me desgarra y ♪ ♪ no me deja olvidar ♪ ♪ Siempre juegas con ♪ ♪ mi amor, sabiendo que soy ♪ ♪ muy débil Me ♪ ♪ deshojas como ♪ ♪ flor, me ♪ ♪ abandonas sin piedad Ya vendrán tiempos mejores ♪ ♪ en que pueda yo arrancar Este amor ♪ ♪ que me desgarra y no me ♪ ♪ deja olvidar ♪ ♪ Este amor que me desgarra ♪ ♪ y no me deja olvidar ♪ ♪ Espera es esperado ♪ I have had the pleasure of the last two years of curating, the historic Davenport and all the Davenport hotels with Sasha Supper Club, our throwback of, the songbook sessions, and also the supper Club, which is in 1940s World War Two orchestra dining, dancing and romancing.

And that's been really, really lovely.

And and being up here in the Pacific Northwest, I've really enjoyed and also that's part of the company that I founded.

The Sasha Supper Club is a nonprofit, promoting the World War II big band era, songbook educational and also for programs for, for youth and also up to ensembles up to university and certain special kids that, you know, need a little help and then, I founded this company called Hear Me Roar.

And it promotes women and minorities in the arts.

So all of my programing is, is DEIB, LGBTQ plus.

It focuses on bringing community together, whatever the program is.

And it's very inclusive and it includes everyone and it creates a sense of belonging for the people coming also to listen, and that it's a very safe space and it's a very loving space the connection between where music is everybody This song is called amor impossible.

I actually wrote it about my aunt and my uncle.

My uncle was fixing my car in a junkyard in Ojai, and, it was during Super Bowl, and somebody had smashed all my windows, and he was complaining about my aunt.

And at the end of the complaint of all these things, he went ah, and he just, he I said, what was that?

And he goes, I just love her so much.

I can't live without her.

And the two of them were always fighting and loving each other at the same time.

And so I wrote this song about about their love really?

♪ Ba Ba do da da do... ♪ ♪ Quisiera saber ♪ ♪ si tú piensas ♪ ♪ en mí ♪ ♪ Y aunque ♪ ♪ tú no estás ♪ ♪ conmigo conmigo yo pienso en ti Yo te ♪ ♪ he querido desde el primer día en que te conocí desde ♪ ♪ que el día entonces yo seguiré así Cómo es posible ♪ ♪ querernos tanto y hacernos tanto daño?

♪ ♪ No puedo vivir contigo ♪ ♪ aun queriéndolo yo ♪ ♪ Tú serías por mi ♪ ♪ una mode in inolvidable ♪ ♪ una modem possibly ♪ ♪ una more simply ♪ ♪ impossible.

♪ ♪ para mi, impossible para ti, ♪ ♪ un amor, un amor inolvidable ♪ ♪ Y este amor es ♪ ♪ llorar, y este amor es sufrir, ♪ ♪ y este amor es amar aunque ♪ ♪ no queremos ♪ ♪ do do do do do do do.

♪ ♪ (singing) ♪ ♪ Cómo es posible querernos tanto y ♪ ♪ hacernos tanto daño?

No ♪ ♪ puedo vivir contigo aun queriéndolo ♪ ♪ yo Tú serías por ♪ ♪ mí un amor inolvidable ♪ ♪ un amor imposible, un amor ♪ ♪ sin fin Imposible ♪ ♪ para mí, imposible para ti un amor, ♪ ♪ un amor inolvidable ♪ ♪ Y este amor es llorar y este amor es sufrir, ♪ ♪ y este amor es amar aunque no queremos ♪ ♪ Bap ba... ♪ ♪ du bap ba ♪ ♪ du ba... ♪ ♪ Amor Imposible.

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