Here we are, the year 2022—well over ten years of Lemon Squeezy. We feel like it’s time to open up a bit, talk about what on earth is going on, what’s to come and how we feel about it (help).
As you may (or may not) know, we are no longer a quartet—we are a trio. A trio longing to be whole again. Because we really are, if there is anything we want to say out loud, declare or confirm, it’s that we (as a group and individuals) are one thousand percent adamant on getting back on our eight feet. As Sam so neatly put it the other week: “What can I say? We are chord junkies, we can’t stop”.
The past few years have been roller coaster:y, filled with hope, struggle, learning, success and everything in between. Going through struggles always come with a great deal of feelings, but historically we have always known what or who the next step would be. This time we kinda don’t. The last two-three years have really forced a great deal of humility on us which has sparked this need to level on a few things with our friends and community.
We are, at heart, three people who love singing in this quartet more than most things in life. Being without a fourth voice reallllllly blows! The Lemon Squeezy from a few years back would have kept things super cool and proclaimed some kind of “keep calm, this is all according to plan”-message. This time we are really just like “huh, well this sucks” but maybe everything doesn’t have to be rainbows?
There are so many things we want to do and finish (looking at you, BHS). Travel the darned world (again) and share our style of singing, rehearse until our ears and voices bleed, the good quartet lyfe you know?
Searching for our forth compadre we are going to try things a little different than before. We are going to open up for auditions, which we don’t yet know when they will take place, but some time later this spring for sure. For quite some time, our vision has been to at least sing as a part time profession. We enjoy this waaaay too much, so competing once or twice a year and going away on the occasional convention simply won’t cut it.
If you would be so kind, tell your aunts and friends about this and us.
Xoxo
—Gossip Girl