Please pardon my absence...

It has been quite a while since my last post. I have been super busy lately! But rest assured, I have not placed my musical ventures on the back burner, as I have done in the past. Recently I have been diving into my musical lifestyle headfirst! A few weeks ago, I began playing at a local venue called Stable Studio during their Open Jam nights and I love it! The venue is amazing and the people are so helpful. And I'm slowly getting over my stage fright! I officially have six performances under my belt since I first began playing at the open mic night at the Players Pub! It gets easier every time. But now, I have a new challenge. I have to learn how to play standing up. Why, you might ask? Well, because I have been asked to play an opening set. Nothing has been finalized by any means, but I'm still super stoked.
And on top of all that, I'm still trying to work on some co-writes. And top of all of that I've met someone pretty amazing. So, all in all, life is good right now. Life is very good :)

Clean Slate

I actually wrote this one a while ago, and thought that I posted it on here. But I guess I didn't! So, here it is!

Clean Slate
© 2012 Chelsey Sears

Last night I caught my man
At the bar with that "just a friend"
And I could tell by the way he took her hand
Just where it was gonna go
Then this mornin' my boss
Threatened to take my job
I got mad, told him off
Then sped back home

No I didn't lock myself inside
Grab a box of chocolates, lay down and cry

Now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate

They aren't gonna know my past
The skeletons, or the rats
That used to stab me in the back
In the name of jealousy
'Cause in a town like this
Folks tend to frown on it
When you try to live
On crazy dreams


But now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate


Now I've got nothin' to hold me back, nothin' to tie me down
I'm gonna pack up all my things, leave this ole town
In my rearview, in the dust
Gonna burn these tires up
'Til I find a place
With a little farm house and a clean slate

I'll Drink To That

This is just a little something I starter writing during my lunch break last week. It's supposed to be an upbeat, summery, country party song.


I'll Drink To That
© 2012 Chelsey Sears

Here's to summer weekends
Wearin' flip flops
Dancin' 'round a bonfire
In a pair of cut-offs
Blowin' up the speakers
With Hank and Johnny Cash
I'll drink to that

Here's to road trips
To only God knows where
Just fillin' up the tank
And taking it from there
Don't check the glove box
'Cause you won't find no maps
Yeah I'll drink to that

Just live in the moment
'Cause the best memories
Are ones made when you are
Flyin' by the seat
Of your pants when you let loose
And stop holdin' back
Yeah I'll drink to that

Here's to the morning after
A hard break up
When you open the curtains
See the sun
And realize his leavin' might
Not be so bad
No it's not so bad
I'll drink to that


Just live in the moment
'Cause the best memories
Are ones made when you are
Flyin' by the seat
Of your pants when you let loose
And stop holdin' back
Yeah I'll drink to that