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Internet Bias And Conventional Wisdom

I’d like to share with you something I’ve realized when traveling which relates to mostly everything. How often do you research something on the internet only to find more scary and negative reviews of something than the positive or average reviews? When’s the last time you left a review on a forum about a place you went to when you had an average/ordinary time? And how likely are you to boast about it on the internet if you’ve had a terrible/bad experience? Probably way more likely. And this is what will probably show up and misrepresent the truths and realities about things if you want nonfact based information online.

My first encounter with this is when I wanted to know if I could bring my acoustic guitar on the plane. Immediately I found people warning about bad experiences, aka

United Breaks Guitars

So I decided to go forward with it and bring my guitar cross country on Southwest and do the opposite of what everybody told me to do, such as:

  • Use a soft case/gig bag for my acoustic (instead of a hard protective case)
  • Bring my guitar as a carry on (instead of checked baggage or buying a seat for it-???)
  • Bring the most expensive guitar I own (As opposed to playing it safe and bring a cheap one just in case)
  • Kept the strings tuned as normal (Instead of tuning them down so they don’t pop)
  • Act normally and as if nothing is odd about the situation (Instead of being timid and asking everybody what they think  about it and ask security many questions)

And guess what happened?

Absolutely nothing.

Nobody asked about it, nobody cared. All I did was place my guitar in the overhead and watched out for people who looked like they might throw a suitcase on top, which nobody did anyways. So I flew all the way from NY to LA and back without a single word.


So did I run to the internet and tell everybody all about this marvelous experience? Guiltily I did not, which shows that average experiences don’t push you to write a lot about them online, which would people way more anyways. But say if something bad did happen then I sure would have jumped on here and ran my mouth.

So for something even trickier that nobody seemed to have attempted while researching online was to bring a full size 88 key keyboard/midi controller as a carry on. While in California my brother decided to give me a full size keyboard since he got a new one, and trying to ship it would cost more than the piano itself. So at my best attempt at avoiding conventional wisdom which would have screamed “You got away with the guitar which is 46 inches long, don’t even try this! It’s 20 pounds and 54 inches long!”, I decided to try.


It’s really long and heavy.

I couldn’t find overhead dimensions for planes online, I could only find recommend carry on size dimensions. And since I had a layover the plane type can change, so I decided to call Southwest and ask the sizes of the overhead bins for the flights I would be on.

One was 74 inches and the other was 56″. I believe my piano is 54″. (Out of laziness, I googled the measurements online for the keyboard and it told me it was 19 inches. It didn’t register at first that my Mac screen is 13 inches. It was so wrong it was laughable.)

I decided to try it, and if TSA said no, and I mean many many nos, then I could just leave it in SF with my brother and he could come pick it up. But I wasn’t gonna let that happen.

So my brother dropped me off and I had my suitcase, my REALLY REALLY heavy carry on bag with my Macbook Pro in it (note: that bag left actual marks in my arms from carrying it + the piano. Was actually cutting off circulation. #Dedicated musician), and the piano. I was set!

I placed all my stuff by the outside baggage check in desk and gave him my checked bag. The guy did seem like a character but he didn’t seem to notice my elongated keyboard, (but I did kind of leave it out of direct sight..) Oh well. After that, I literally went right to security and it felt like nobody at security felt like they had the authority to tell anyone what you can and can’t bring on the plane (outside of the requirements and the obvious things), since you already passed the  baggage check-as if it would have already taken care of any issues. So one guard kind of chuckled and said laughably “you gonna sing for us”? It was the disbelief and shaking head tone that isn’t really authoritative and more of like “Lol u funny kid bye”. And so I totally had to mention the night before I sang on TV in San Francisco to be friendly and take the attention away from the monsterous contraption in my hands. But all I had to do was place my carryon bag and my keyboard on the scanner that that was that. After you get to the gate it seems like if anybody did think it was odd, they just assumed that if it was a problem that someone in the chain ahead of them would have said something. (Just like security) I also didn’t have the keyboard in a case at all. A case would have been the same price as the keyboard anyways.

Lynz on West Coast Songwriters

Ticket check-in/ boarding said nothing, and nobody said anything in line. Life tip: nobody really cares what you are doing.

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Taming the Mammoth: Why You Should Stop Caring What Other People Think (AMAZING BLOG HERE!!!!!!!!!)

The piano slid right into the overhead with tons of room! Nobody had to share the compartment on my first flight. I totally nailed it.

After the first flight, carrying it around the airport and trying to be as nonchalant as possible (which gets you far when doing unconventional things) was pretty hard but I pulled it off. My arms got really tired, so I held up one side and dragged the other half on the ground around Las Vegas airport. That airport required me to walk way longer than I would’ve liked carrying all these HEAVY THINGS!!!!  I only once considered asking for a ride from the car that drives people around the airport, but that would have raised questions as well as suspicion. I toughed it out.


But the flight attendants had some words with me on the second flight. The second flight was supposed to be the bigger plane, the 72″ overheads, the complete space dreaminess. It totally wasn’t. It was smaller than the first. But it still fit! The two attendants saw the piano half sticking out of the bin (which I did  on purpose to alert people to, you know, not crush it with their bags) and they then approached me.

“So you do know we’re gonna have to throw this out the window, right?”

“Well they obviously let her on with it this far so why not..” (Againnnn…)

With some clever negotiation I didn’t know I had and some compromise I suggested I just set the piano on its thin side and slide it to the back of the bin to free up more room to in turn share the compartment with others and they were satisfied and left my life forever.

Nailed it.

Upon arrival and dragging it across the Buffalo Airport in total disbelief as well as reinforcing the idea that not listening to conventional wisdom works way better than many would think, I knew I had to get a photo to commemorate this achievement.


After I went to get a fast food taco that I normally get in Buffalo. But after having 2 weeks of real Mexican food in California to then  come back to the fakey fake, I got sick and it tasted really plain, but that’s another post.


Moral of the story: Consider the opinion bias of sources and their motivations and do that opposite of what everybody tells you to do.

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What is self love?

Well there’s a lot of confusion here but here’s what it’s not. 

  • Self love is not entitlement: I refrain from using the term “I deserve love, money, ect!” Self love isn’t placing yourself above others. It’s just seeing the value in your existence and responding accordingly. 
  • Self love is not conditional: There seems to be a misunderstanding. People tend to think “I will be happy with myself after I make X dollars or weigh X amount.” Self love is unconditional. There’s no terms and conditions here. It’s accepting your strengths and flaws as they are. Even with room for improvement. It’s seeing the value in your own improvement. 

How can you really love someone else if you don’t like yourself? It’s just that I feel that not being at peace with yourself first is doing them a disservice actually. I mean it works and all a lot but imagine the harmony found in not reflecting your own war zone internal environment onto those you care about? Just a thought. 

I also learned that everything you like and dislike in somebody else is really a reflection of yourself. Same for your environment. I always used to complain that nothing changed around here but then realized I haven’t changed anything in my life in years. Scary right?

I say self love is actually loving yourself. It’s being able to stare yourself in the eyes in the mirror without judgement. A great way to counter the judgement that comes up is to repeat affirmations like “I’m good enough” or “I am powerful” or what ever helps and just repeat that over and over in your head and out loud. It helps to google some for ideas but one that is the polar opposite of what you normally tell yourself will stick out to you. It sounds really uncomfortable to say and think them, but that’s because you’ve been self defeating and hating for so long. If you practice being kind to yourself then it’ll become natural to believe these positive things about yourself! 

I would always obsessively Google all my little issues and really be lead nowhere that could cure them all until someone told me, “You need to see your own worth.” 

Changed everything.

Don’t let me sound like I practice everything I preach all the time. I’m not there yet. I’m actually just beginning this self love journey. But I don’t want to hoard all this helpful information. How lame?
Tried to clear some confusion up. 

Creative recovery: Week 1

So on a blog post on www.mpquicktips.com (super cool quick music tips of all sorts) he posted 5 books that will change your life so I went and bought them all. The Artist’s way is a creative recovery/discovery 12 week course dedicated to crumbling your fears, negative beliefs about yourself and being creative and really taking care of yourself so far. Only on week 1. I would always waste time googling getting over writers block. Nothing really helped stop all the negative thoughts and fears I have about sitting down to write. It’s like I have my creative expression vehicle but then I block it by overthinking it and now it’s a mess. My album Dusk At Dawn was probably more than half written when I was 12/13. I’m 16 now and never feel like I write enough. I wrote a lot of it I say “before I even had feelings”. I thought “ew feelings water those” so I like committed to not writing about them. So when I started getting them I stunted my possibility of expressing them. I’m also looking at my public schooling and finding tons of negative beliefs instilled in me from there. It’s like I have this force to go write but then all these doubts and fears pop up and drag me away so I compulsively check my phone and distract myself from this overwhelming urge to create something and yeah. I want creative freedom. Although there’s no black and white reason preventing me, no labels, no millions of people expecting me not to change or anything, just my little ol selfie. 

So regarding the book it’s having me “time travel and look at where the fear may have came from. It also has me wake up 30 minutes early every morning and write 3 pages in my journal of everything. Most of it is negative anxious thoughts but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that I’m writing past my fear of it. This is a quote from “The War Of Art” book by Steven Pressfield by my bed. Also pretty rad-ical book. 


Aside from the morning pages I have to take myself out on a weekly “artist date”. The author speaks of it being as like spending quality time with your partner in a bad relationship. Aka you tend to not to. Hence I can’t bring anybody or sit on my phone during the date. Just me and myself. 

 So this Friday I went to see the Martain by myself at the movies. It was fun to tell people I had a date on Friday night. I said it’s with “Mmmmmmmmmmm—–“. As if M was the start of a name. But it’s MYSELF! I don’t get the stigma over going to the movies by yourself. It’s treated like a sign of loneliness or something. But naw I really just want to see a movie. What’s the difference between that or Netflix? I even dressed up for myself and everything.


 I also mailed myself a letter. The letter was to be spoken in the voice of your little 4 year old artistic self while you were tainted by being treated like a baby Doctor instead of a baby artist. It should come in the mail in this coming week. My date with myself this week is *gasp* dinner by myself. HOW YA LIKE THEM APPLES?

Also working with positive affirmations so when my mind tends to go to thinking about other people and what they want for me and all that hoopla I just repeat some positive affirmations and do my fitness blender workouts. Also trying to treat myself better. Aka getting enough sleep and working out. Pretty gnarly stuff. Also trying to monitor my cell phone and internet usage of Internet boredom. Nothing beats being so bored that you start writing or drawing. Internet takes that away from me. Week 2 starts Thursday. This blogging thing is a good way to keep track of my progress. I also made a binder for my “course papers”. Most important class of my life. 

Creativity is play. Let yourself play. Go watch some cartoons and make up stories for everybody that walks by. 

Rekindling childhood hobbies because they made me happy and I didn’t care what anybody thought of me.


How to feel better

Recently I’ve collected some great tips around the web and my experience that have really helped me pull it together. I’ve been sharing them around to my friends and decided to gather them all here. 

I don’t want this to be just another internet post you mindlessly scroll through and relate to and move on. Nothing changes that way. I’m sure you want to change your life too. I want to aid you in this. Try to think of this list as a daily checklist even. 

I would read tips like working out and sleeping enough and ignore them thinking “well how will this solve *insert worry some life problems here* but how can your brain ever feel better if you’re neglecting your body? 

  1. Get enough sleep. If you wake up at 6 a.m. then go to bed by 10pm. Everyday. 
  2. Exercise. Do a free full workout from Fitness Blender everyday.
  3.  Drink enough water. They say drink half your body weight in ounces everyday.
  4. Eat clean. Refer here for tips on that. Take your vitamins and eat your vegetables. Even the green ones. 
  5. Breathe. The left side of my chest gets tight when I’m anxious and not breathing sure doesn’t do your body any good. Who lives without oxygen?
  6. Meditate. This doesn’t have to be scary. Fall asleep to this guided one every night. Changed me practically overnight. “Fall asleep and all your problems will disappear! Only $19.99!” I can see it now. But really, do it. 
  7. Realize when you’re overthinking. You’re probably deconstructing and analyzing (and judging) your life instead of living and experiencing it. You are stuck in your head. You’re probably not in tune with your senses. This is why working out is so great because it’s physically acting without thinking. You don’t need to think about working out. You just DO IT. 
  8. Realize you are worth it. As much as you can work on confidence and a plethora of individual aspects, truly knowing your value independent of any other factors and truly loving and respecting yourself as you would a close friend really changes your behavior and thinking. Would you talk to a sad friend the way you criticize yourself? 
  9. Do what you want. I cut the word should from my vocabulary. When you ask somebody what you should do all the time you are really giving up all of your power to really make the decision yourself. What what could be more devaluing? Having someone make all your decisions for you sounds pretty bad to me. 
  10. Follow your dreams. Everyday. Do something that correlates to that dream in the back of your mind. Write 1 page of random thoughts. Don’t let it get any further away. Wake up half an hour early, before everyone wakes up so you can focus on what’s important to you, before you get inundated with fulfilling other people’s needs. Tend to yourself first. The book War Of Art describes giving into the resistence of avoiding your life’s work accounts for much more trouble in your life than you’d think.  
  11. Do not care what others think. “Don’t worry what others are thinking because, they’re not.” Everybody is just as concerned with what you think of them as you are with what you think they think of you. Wouldn’t you rather not place your perceived value through the eyes of others and instead see it with your own eyes? Rekindle childhood hobbies. Watch cartoons. Daydream again. Color in some Hello Kitty coloring books. Maybe people will try to laugh. And if they do laugh with them. They’ll forget about it as soon as they noticed it. 
  12. Garbage in, garbage out. You’re the sum of your closest anything in your life. If you’re surrounded by negativity and poor values, then guess what? So read inspiring books. Tell your friends about what you discover. Be the change. 
  13. Habits. Everybody is so focused on the big picture, vision and planning for the future but really, does anybody know what the world will be like even next year? Imagine if working out or writing your symphony was as easy as brushing your teeth. Building habits means doing something everyday. To the point that you don’t have to think about it, you just do it. Don’t plan for your future, create it.
  14. Conquer negative self talk: Would you talk to a 5 year old the way you talk to yourself? When you feel obsessive thoughts ask yourself “are these useful?“. Chances are they’re not. Saw an interesting thought somewhere that said, “would you treat your 5 year old self the way you treat yourself now?” 
  15. Discover your personality type: Take it here. Nothing feels better than feeling accepted by people who are just like you. My friend sent me the test and I thought it was a joke until I read the information that it gave me and also discovered 4/5 of my closest friends are the same personality type as me. It feels great to be understood. 
  16. Practice gratitude: Keep a log book and every night jot down the best things that happened to you that day. It’s quite amazing how it adds up and how otherwise you would’ve missed it. 
  17. Learn to say no: The hell yeah philosophy I just found goes like this. “When considering committing to something, if it doesn’t make you say hell yeah I’m excited then say no. Imagine being free from other’s wants from you and instead you make your own path? Don’t shame yourself for saying no. Don’t worry about pleasing everybody. 

I hope you will benefit from these experiences. I would have a new epiphany every day until it all came full circle. I wasn’t sleeping enough. I was not exercising. I wasn’t treating myself that great. But alas, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. And by that I mean you can change your life right at this moment. 

“Worrying doesn’t take away tomorrow’s  troubles. It takes away today’s peace.”

Imagine – John Lennon


Fitness Blender

Michael Sealy Guided Meditations

5 Books that will change your life

How to stop overthinking

War of Art

Color Therapy

 I found this music back in March of 2015 and I was one of two people who knew who it was. I kept it a secret because I wanted to keep their privacy, as it’s their escape from all the attention. I felt so connected as I felt like I was the only one in the world who knew this album. As if it was all mine. 

I love all of the samples of non musical things like speeches. I love the subtle vocal parts. It’s my introverted-I-just-had-too-much-social-interaction-therapy.  

Awesome creative book series 

  Super inspiring books right here. Steal Like An Artist teaches me how to look at the world as inspiration instead of running away from it. All of the things I once overlooked and took for granted can all be borrowed for my work. Show Your Work is great as well! It is about just sharing the process of making your work as well as the final outcomes to connect with an audience that will be attracted to you and your thoughts and ideas. All because you’re sharing them! Totally inspired me to start a blog. A lot of it I’m suprised I already do, I’ve already been sharing bits of my work and too many cat photos on instagram to generate an audience of you lovely people. Laughing at our social lives and all. I share things all the time, my studio equipment, things that inspire me, bad puns and things that help me out. I love sharing and creating. The journal has lots of creative prompts that force you to look around you to look around you in ways you wouldn’t have otherwise done. I do at least one prompt a day. 10/10 would recommend to a friend. 

Meeting Adam Young 11/17/11


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I had the privilege of meeting a top of the charts artist. The day was November 17th, 2011. The venue was the House of Blues in Cleveland Ohio. My amazing neighbors Patty and David took me to meet my idol. Adam Young. I couldn’t believe it. When I got the confirmation

message, “You have an appointment to meet Adam Young at 5:45pm November 17lh 2011,” I was in shock. It wasn’t until that night that it sank in.

I didn’t know what to expect waking up that sunny morning. Never the less, the pictures I paint in my head never turn out the way reality does. Anyways, the night before I wrote a song called “Dreaming Wide Awake” because I was so excited. They picked me and my suitcase up in the car then rented just for the trip. To set the mood, I brought along the record ATBAB that I was hoping to get signed to play during the car ride. Throughout the entire ride, I was thinking of things to say to Adam. I, for one, am not great at conversations to begin with.

After three hours of driving, we finally arrived at the hotel. Actually, the massive hotel was originally a bank, half remodeled into a hotel. After getting situated it was time for dinner. I don’t remember the restaurant we went to because I was still in shock knowing that I’m actually meeting him in T-Minus 2 hours. Therefore, I couldn’t eat anything. I’d say it felt like the butterflies you get around your crush times 1,000,000. No exaggeration there.

T-Minus 45 minutes until 5:45. Yes, I had a countdown on my phone for the past 2 months ahead. Eventually, it was time to get ready to meet him, oh, and the concert. I could not phantom the fact that it was almost time to stroll down Euclid Avenue. As we approached the venue, we saw countless anxious people lined up outside in the frigid November air accommodated with hats, blankets, and coats all in hopes to get front row. Wait, where did they
put all of their blankets inside? Anyways, we merrily strolled past them all with all eyes on us.
After some issues and phone calls we got our passes and got in line. We got scanned by security then were lead down a flight of stairs. It felt like a dream. Adam doesn’t charge for meet and greets and there was only about 6 other people there. After all my rehearsing of what to say, it was going to be perfect. I was at the front of the group. Then he walked out. I was shocked. I was breathless. I was wonderstruck. I clammed up and backed up to the end of the line. Eventually it was our turn and David stepped up and shook his hand. Then he introduced me.

“Hey I’m Dave from Heard it on the X back in Buffalo,” Dave said.

“Oh, yes, hi,” Adam greeted.

“And this is Lyndsay, she sings and writes her own songs,” Dave announced as I went to
shake his hand.

“Oh cool!” Adam exclaimed.

“Hi,” I said awkwardly. “I know you like Blink-182 so I got you this bracelet,”

“Oh I love Blink, thank you!” Adam said humbly.
“Are you going to wear it on stage tonight?”
I asked hopelessly.

“Ha, we’ll see,”

“How about some pictures?” Dave stepped in to prevent awkwardness.

“Sure!” Adam agreed graciously.

He never wore it.

I put my arm around him and Dave took a picture with his iPhone. It didn’t turn out too great. Then I gave him my good camera and he took another picture. The flash didn’t go off…

“What happened?” Dave asked curiously.

“Oh, um, the flash,” I said awkwardly as I took the camera and fixed with Adam looking over shoulder. Dave took the last picture.

“Could you maybe sign this?” I asked shyly as I took out a sharpie.

“Sure.” Adam said as he already had a sharpie.

“Prepared I see,” I say as Adam chuckles adorably.

“It was nice to meet you,” Adam said as we shake hands and say our goodbyes. Then the
staff had us take our places in front row for the concert. Such a perfect night.

A couple of days after the show, I was still in shock about the event that I still could not
remember what happened. Dave restated everything that happened and I took notes. Not until now that I remember what happened. This will always mean a lot to me because Adam Young saved my life. Just remember, anything is possible.