Song Stories, Quiet Stories

Carolyn Murset
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Episodes 1-7 tell the back story of Tales of Tila, a one-woman historic musical set in Taos, New Mexico, USA through the first half of the 20th century. The Great War. The Spanish Flu Epidemic. The Great Depression. World War 2. The secret city of Los Alamos, NM during the creation of the atomic bomb. Tila Trujillo was the first in her family and the first in Taos to join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (the Mormon Church), (the LDS Church). These stories and songs tell of her daily joy, sorrow, and triumph in navigating life and Hispanic Culture in the village of Taos. Get your Spanglish on! Episodes 8 and on explore the stories behind songs by Carolyn Murset and other songwriting friends.

  1. 06/30/2018

    Hello and Welcome! | 0

    Follow @mursetcarolyn Hello, and welcome!  This is Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast, Episode Zero!  I live a quiet life as many of you do, out of the spotlight.  I’m a friendly, half-Hispanic grandma, singer/songwriter tortilla maker. I obsess about a few things, and one of my passions,…. Is keeping a journal and writing a personal history.     I have volumes and volumes of handwritten, type-written, digital, and photo journals. I want you to keep one, too, if you don’t already.  You don’t have to obsess about it, and you can call it whatever you want. Just write something about the everyday quiet, or noisy things you do.  Your life is probably more interesting than you think it is.      In my upcoming episodes, I’m going to tell you stories with songs, about people I know or have known who lead quiet, influential lives.      And then, I’m going to give you one or two writing prompts from the theme you’ll hear in the song story. You’ll have a couple of weeks to toss around ideas of what to write, and then I’ll be back with another song story, and more writing prompts.  No pressure. But, if you choose to write, you’ll be glad you did. People you care about will be glad you did. I will be glad you did, and I would love for you to let me know how you’re doing with it.     I grew up in the 1960’s in Taos, New Mexico. I learned to play the guitar and wrote my first song while I was in high school during the 1970’s. Listen to hear how my Dad repaired my first guitar.     I listened along with my older brother and sister to the Beatles, Simon and Garfunkel, Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, and Credence Clearwater Revival.  When they left home, I added Linda Ronstadt, and Fleetwood Mac to the stack of LP’s my siblings left behind, and the tunes wafting through the wooden record player console eventually evolved through the decades into my iTunes playlist, with a little Allison Kraus, Chris Proctor,  and Maisy & Lennon thrown in with the predecessors. What genres of music do you listen to?     Because of these musical influences, I consider myself to be a folksy / bluegrassy singer who can’t write a song without inserting a flat 7 chord here and there. If you were a songwriter, what style of song would you write?   My remarkable five children and their incredible spouses have given me and my husband, Rich, thirteen grandchildren!  Some of these youngsters jam with me in my music studio, and some of them dance with me.     So that you don’t envy my life, I want you to know that I don’t sleep enough at night, I scrub the toilet and shower, and make the beds for my AirBnB. I just changed my cat’s disgusting litter box (and I’m allergic to cats!) and I can only eat carrots, broccoli, and chicken without breaking out.  Sometimes I eat the broccoli first.         Did  you listen to my procrastination song, Somethin’ Else?  I’m really good at putting things off. I think I might be addicted to FaceBook and not keeping house, as you’ll hear in the song after that, Domestic Desperation.  What unpleasant tasks do you put off? Do you have any avoidance behaviors?     So come back next time for episode #1.  Subscribe now, here, at mycarolynmurset.com or iTunes, so you don’t miss it.     Awhile back, my siblings  appointed me as the family historian, probably because I’d kept a journal for years and had shown interest in our family ancestry.  Soon after they piled the family records onto my lap, I came across my Grandma Tila’s personal history.          In it, she tells how at age ten she was the family bread maker, and when her older brothers would come home from working in the fields, they’d grab her tortillas  from off the table, eat them, and call them crackers.     So she goes into the garden and in between the rows of corn, prays for help.  I knew as soon as I read this story that I had to do something with it. So, por favor,  come back for episode one and hear the rest of the Tortilla Tale. This is Carolyn Murset.  Thanks for listening. Thanks for writing!

    18 min

  2. 07/11/2018

    Tortilla Tale: | 1

    Hello, and Welcome! This is Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast, Episode 1, Tortilla Tale, from the brand new musical, Tales of Tila.   We’ll have a special guest with us, these next seven episodes. I wish she could stay with us longer, but that could only happen if you relatives out there sent me more stories…Are you ready to get your Spanglish on?  Here she is! Hola. This is Tila Miera Trujillo.  Actually, it’s her granddaughter, la Carolina pretending to be me. She’s too shy to use her own voice, to just be herself. But, because of her, some of you have listened to my stories and my tales, and wondered, “Why the heck would she do something like that?”  My life was ordinary. My first batches of tortillas were crispy, until I prayed for help. I argued with my mother, and when they sent me away to boarding school in Santa Fe in 1916 to make something of my life, I stole peanut butter from the cafeteria. I didn’t learn to drive, and never traveled further away than California, and most of the houses I lived in were made of mud, adobe. Nowadays in New Mexico, you pay more money for the kind of house I lived in. I left in 1971.   My husband, Juan Manuel had already been gone three years. I was diabetic, and my heart was failing. Carolina was 13 years old. She let me have her bedroom for a few months, so her mother, my daughter Nora, could take care of me before I spent my last days in the hospital. My heart eventually stopped. If you’ve listened to my musical story, Tales of Tila, you might remember that I wrote things down before I left. It’s harder to get things down on paper after you leave. You can whisper and talk into someone’s ear all you want,  but the living always wonder whether it really is you speaking to them, or just their imagination! So here, you have it. The story behind my stories. Carolina was always interested in our past and inherited the family history records.  She found my personal history that I wrote when I was 57, which included my ‘crispy tortilla tale’, which you have to admit, is a pretty good story to begin a story with. Somewhere out there in my family’s possession is an old, blurry, unflattering black and white photo of me as a teen, holding a shovel, working in the garden. It’s in that garden  where my first tale begins! Listen!  In closing, let me ask you, What did other kids tease you about when you were growing up? Did you ever pray for help? If so, what kind of answers did you get? What were your household duties when you were a child? Come back next time to listen to  me battle with my conscience at the school. Find out who wins the battle. Do you want to hear the other musical stories, too?  Take a look at the store page. You can buy all seven of my Tales separately, but save your money!  Get the whole thing together. By the way,….That’s a good photo of me, on the CD cover, isn’t it? That was taken when Nora was a baby, in 1930. My hair is combed, nicely, and I’m not holding a shovel ! Oh, one last thing: la Carolina asked me to tell you to subscribe to this podcast.  I’m guessing you know what that means? Is that like when you order a magazine or a newspaper? Anyway, it’s been nice talking to you.  I’ll come back in a couple of weeks. You’ve just listened to Song Stories podcast, Episode 1, Tortilla Tale, from the musical, Tales of Tila, with your host, Carolyn Murset, aka, la Carolina.

    15 min

  3. 07/19/2018

    Boarding School : | 2

    Click on the player’s triangle above to listen. Hello, and welcome! This is Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast Episode Two, Boarding School for Girls, from the new musical, Tales of Tila. This is your host, Carolyn Murset. If you haven’t yet listened to Episode Zero and Episode One, please, do it now, then come back. By that time our special guest might be here. She’s promised to visit us during the next five episodes, and I’d love for her to come for more than that, but that will only happen if you family members send me stories.  Hola!  This is Tila Miera Trujillo.  Not really, it’s her granddaughter, la Carolina pretending to be me. One of these days, she’ll be brave enough to use her own voice, and just be herself.  But, because of her, some of you have listened to my stories and my tales and wondered, “Why in the heck would she do something like that?” I was a mashishi, a mischief maker. You’ve been one, too? Oh.  Then you’ll know what it’s like to battle with your conscience. Who wins the arguments between you and that little voice inside your head?                 I’ve often wondered,  if there had been a high school in Taos in 1916, would my parents have sent me away to the boarding school for girls in Santa Fe? If I had stayed at home, would I have had to keep making the tortillas, day in and day out? How long would it have been until I tasted peanut butter, or ridden in a train? And what about  algebra? What was your favorite subject in school? And who was your best, your favorite teacher? Did you understand algebra? I never did get how an ‘a’ plus a ‘b’ could possibly equal a ‘c’  ! Today’s story begins very early in the day.  I think my parents and I woke the rooster! I just wanted to climb in the wagon with my father, pick up my friend, travel the forty miles and catch the train to the school! Who wants to eat breakfast, and have tidy hair and nails and teeth on a day like this one !? Listen the the episode by using the player at the top. In Closing: Come back next time to listen and find out why, after my first year at the school in Santa Fe, I came back home and didn’t return. I’ll tell you about the terrible world events and the wonderful things that changed my life, too.  Do you want to hear my other musical stories?  One of the places is on iTunes. (Don’t ask me what that is.  I don’t know. I’m telling you, I’ve been gone 47 years and all I know is the radio, the telephone, and…. the light bulb!) Search for Carolyn Murset. Then, look for the little brown square with my picture on it, with the words, Tales of Tila.    You’ll know what to do from there. From what I hear lately, a three year old could show you how.  Whether you have an Apple or an Android device la Carolina says you can find the stories at the Store page on this website.  By the way,….That’s a good photo of me, in that little brown square, isn’t it? That was taken when Nora was a baby, in 1930. My hair is combed, nicely, and I’ve washed the peanut butter off my hands! Ha ha. Hasta luego. Until later! You’ve just listened to Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast, Episode 2, Boarding School for Girls, from the new musical, Tales of Tila. Contact me and let me know how you’re doing with the writing prompts. You can find them in bold lettering in the notes for this episode and the others on the Home Page on this website.  Once there, you can also subscribe to this podcast, and check out my events page. Thanks for listening. Thanks for writing. This is your host, Carolyn Murset, aka, la Carolina.

    12 min

  4. 08/03/2018

    The Great War : | 3

    Hello, and welcome! This is Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast Episode Three, The Great War, from the new musical, Tales of Tila.  If you haven’t yet listened to Episodes Zero, One and Two, please do it now, then come back. By that time our special guest might be here. She’s promised to visit us during the next four episodes, and I’d love for her to come for more than that, but that will only happen if more of you family members send me stories. Thank you, Carlos, Lynn, Irene, Sam and  Mary for sending me yours. Don’t be surprised if they show up in a later episode! Are you ready to get your Spanglish on? Oh!  She just walked in. I didn’t hear her knock. Let’s see if she closes the door behind her. Nope! Hola!  This is Tila Miera Trujillo.  Not really, it’s her granddaughter, la Carolina pretending to be me. I don’t mind. One of these days, she’ll be brave enough to use her own voice, and be herself.  But, because of her, some of you have listened to my stories and my tales and wondered, “Why in the heck would she do something like that?” I only went to high school for one year. The boarding school in Santa Fe was a two days journey by wagon and by train. Letters to and from familia took forever to arrive, and by the time you read them, any news was old news. LIsten now and find out why I wanted to stay home, and didn’t return. It’s a good thing that I didn’t, for all kinds of reasons, bad and good. Before you listen to the story, let me ask you: Have you ever made hurtful comments to, or had hurtful thoughts about someone who died soon after?  What did you say? How have you dealt with your regret? And now, the story: Come back next time to listen and find out what my husband did for a living when we first got married. Learn what church activities kept us busy, and the best way to raise money for an important project.   Do you want to hear my other musical stories? La Carolina would be so grateful if you’d listen to them!   La Carolina  wants you to subscribe, either there, or at iTunes or Google Play. (I have no idea what this means!  I’m telling you, I’ve been gone since 1971, and I only know the radio, the telephone, and…. the light bulb!)  From what I hear lately, a three year old could show you how. That little square photo of me on the STORE page is a good one,  isn’t it? That was taken when Nora was a baby, in 1930. My hair is combed, nicely, and I’m pretending I can’t hear or see her crying while my mother bounces her, off to the side of that backdrop.  And did you see the photo of the three soldiers and the paper moon at the website? Juan Manuel is the one on the left. He had lot more hair back then, but don’t tell him he’s bald. Hasta luego. Until later! You’ve just listened to Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast, Episode 3, The Great War, from the new musical, Tales of Tila. Contact me and let me know how you’re doing with the writing prompts. You can find them in bold lettering above in the notes for this episode. Check out my events page. Thanks for listening. Thanks for writing. This is your host, Carolyn Murset, aka, la Carolina.

    17 min

  5. 08/15/2018

    El Presidente Trujillo : | 4

    Hello, and welcome! You’re listening to Song Stories, Quiet Stories. This podcast Episode, El Presidente Trujillo, is number four in the series from the new musical, Tales of Tila. This is your host, Carolyn Murset. If you haven’t yet listened to Episodes Zero, One, Two and Three, please do so now, then come back.  Thank you, Carlos, Lynn, Irene, Sam and  Mary for sending me your contributions. Don’t be surprised if they show up in a later episode! Are you ready to get your Spanglish on? Hola!  This is Tila Miera Trujillo.  Not really, it’s her granddaughter, la Carolina pretending to be me. I don’t mind. One of these days, she’ll be brave enough to be herself and use her own voice.   But because of her, some of you have listened to my stories and wondered, “Why in the heck would she do something like that?” I was only seventeen years old when I married, and by that time, I made pretty good tortillas and chile. Even good enough for my widowed mother in law, who lived  nearby. Her son, my new and stubborn husband was  away from home much of the time. He got to cook for himself as shepherds often do,  because I stayed home and took care of his mother. His stubborn mother. Can I say that? More power to those of you listeners who get along with your inlaws. But may I say, “Must we eat lamb every day? Must I sweep the dirt floor every day? The windows are clean!” I would hide her glasses if she owned a pair, but unfortunately, her vision is so good, she doesn’t need them. Well, she says she doesn’t. So, listen now and learn what a patient and long suffering wife I had to be from the start of my life as Mrs. JM Trujillo. Learn what church activities kept me and my viejo (my old man) occupied. Find out which important guests I had the priveledge to hostess. Find out whether or not… I accomplished any more, um, mischief.  I’m assuming you’ve gotten away with committing a prank or two when you were younger. What kinds of things have you been able to pull off, not that I’m encouraging you to be a mischief maker? Really?  Just last week, huh?  Hmm!….Listen. Closing tag: Thank you, Señor Strang for the conga solo. Me gusta mucho. I’m afraid you were born a few decades late. We would have enjoyed listening to you while we ran of tortillas at that last bake sale and had to hurry and make more on the spot while the disappointed customers watched. And waited. Not so patently. It would have cheered up all of us. And I  might not have accidentally, oh, never mind. Oye, listeners, What kinds of worthwhile and wholesome fundraising activities have you participated in.  How close to your goal did you get? What did you run out of? Come back next time to listen and find out how many more children my husband and I had.  Learn who my kids thought was their father’s favorite child, and who was a really fast runner.   Do you want to hear my other musical stories? La Carolina would be so grateful if you’d listen to them, and  subscribe to this podcast, either here at this website or at iTunes or Google Play. (Somebody, please write to me and tell me about all these new inventions.  I’ve been gone since 1971, and I only know the radio, the telephone, and…. Oh, We got a TV right before my Trujillo left. Black and white picture.  What other kind is there?) Then, look for the little brown square with my picture on it, with the words, Tales of Tila. You’ll know what to do from there. From what I hear lately, a three year old could show you how. That little square photo of meon this website store page is a good one,  isn’t it? That was taken when Nora was a baby, in 1930. My hair is combed, nicely, and I’m pretending she isn’t in desperate need of a diaper change while my mother bounces her, off to the side of that backdrop.   Hasta luego. Until later!   You’ve just listened to Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast, Episode 4, El Presidente Trujillo, from the new musical, Tales of Tila. Contact me and let me know how you’re doing with the writing prompts. You can find them in bold lettering in the notes for this episode and the others here at “mycarolynmurset.com”. You can also subscribe to this podcast, and check out my events page. Thanks for listening. Thanks for writing. This is your host, Carolyn Murset, aka, la Carolina.  Tila’s sisters, Jacinta Miera Garcia and Eduvigen Miera Sandoval. Juan Manuel Trujillo.   Tila’s parents, Ellanuaria Marquez and Manuel Miera with missionary who helped build the adobe chapel on the property they donated to the LDS Church in Taos, New Mexico. 1935/

    20 min

  6. 09/06/2018

    La Família : | 5

    Tila and daughter Lula. Hello, and welcome! This is Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast episode, La Familia,  number five in the series from the new musical, Tales of Tila. This is your host, Carolyn Murset. If you haven’t yet listened to Episodes Zero, and One through Four in this series, it might be a good idea to do that now, then come back. No worries if you don’t listen in order.  The stories might make more sense if you did, though.  Thank you, Carlos, Lynn, Irene, Sam and  Mary for sending me your story contributions. Don’t be surprised if they show up in a later episode! I’m now also looking for Christmas stories at Grandma Tila’s house. Remember the wall to wall kids sleeping on the floor in the living room? The empanaditas?  Are you ready to get your Spanglish on?  Hola!  This is Tila Miera Trujillo.  Not really, it’s her granddaughter, la Carolina pretending to be me. I don’t mind. One of these days, she’s going to  be brave enough to be herself and use her own voice. But because of her, some of you have listened to my other stories and wondered, “Why in the heck would she do something like that?” I was only seventeen years old when I married, and eighteen when I had my first baby. Nothing prepares you for the loss of a child.  Those of you who have had that happen to you, will know what I’m talking about. Have any of you lost more than one? More than two? It doesn’t get any easier, does it?  If you haven’t written about it yet, you might want to give it a try.  No matter how long it’s been since it happened, writing about it could help ease the pain. Nora. So, listen now and learn how Trujillo and I kept the kids, even the little ones, occupied inside and outside of the house.  Learn which child the kids thought was their father’s favorite, and what he brought home from work for that child. When your parents came home from work, or from a trip away from home, what special things did they bring you?   They didn’t bring you anything?? Not even a penny candy? Think harder, while, you listen… Closing tag: Thank you, Señor Strang for playing the conga once again. Me gusta mucho. I’m afraid you were born a few decades late. I would have enjoyed listening to you while I chopped all of those cabbages.   Lorraine, age 12. Oye, listeners, do you like my soundtrack? I do, too. It would have been wonderful to have musicians like these ones you’re now listening to while I talk and sing,  playing outside my window all the time. Yes, my Trujillo was a musician too, but he had other things to do besides serenading his vieja all the time. If you could have a soundtrack for your life, what kinds of musical instruments would you want? Violin? Guitar? Conga? Mandolin? Accordian? De veras? Really.  Well, I’m not surprised. I like it too!   Lorraine, age 32, right before her open heart surgery. 1966. Come back next time to listen and find out where Trujillo and I went on the weekends. Learn about the next  devastating worldwide event and how it affected our family. Learn how my Trujillo, our older sons and nephews became involved. Do you want to hear my other musical stories?  La Carolina would be so grateful if you’d listen to them!  She wants you to subscribe, either here at this website, or at iTunes or Google Play.     (Somebody, please write to me and tell me about all of these new inventions.  I’ve been gone since 1971, and I have only used the radio, the telephone, the camera and what was that other thing…. Oh, We got a TV right before my Trujillo left. Black and white picture.  Someone told me there would be televisions with a color picture someday. Is that true?) That little square photo of meon the store page is a good one,  isn’t it? That was taken when Nora was a baby, in 1930. My hair is combed, nicely, and I’m pretending she isn’t screaming her head off while my mother bounces her, off to the side of that backdrop.   Hasta luego. Until later! You’ve just listened to Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast, Episode 5, La familia, from the new musical, Tales of Tila. Contact me and let me know how you’re doing with the writing prompts. You can find them in bold lettering in the notes for this episode and the others here on this website. You can also subscribe to this podcast, and check out my events page. Thanks for listening. Thanks for writing. This is your host, Carolyn Murset, aka, la Carolina.

    22 min

  7. 09/21/2018

    The Secret City : | 6

    Hello, and welcome!  This podcast Episode, The Secret City, is number six in the series from the new musical, Tales of Tila. I am your host, Carolyn Murset.   If you haven’t yet listened to the earlier episodes in this series, it might be a good idea to do that now, then come back.  The stories might make more sense if you listened in order. Many thanks to those of you who have  already sent me your story contributions. It would be wonderful if more of you family members sent me stories. I’m waiting for your memories of Christmastime at Grandma Tila’s house. Remember the wall to wall kids sleeping on the floor in the living room next to the Christmas tree? The biscochito cookies?  Hola!  This is Tila Miera Trujillo.  Not really, it’s her granddaughter, la Carolina pretending to be me. I don’t mind. I keep waiting for her to  be brave enough to be herself and use her own voice. But because of her, some of you have listened to my other stories and said to yourself, “Why in the heck would she do something like that?” I imagine she has a little free time now and then? Listen now and find out where Trujillo and I went during our spare time on the weekends, and who came with us. Learn about the next  devastating worldwide event and how it affected our family. Learn how my Trujillo, our older sons and nephews became involved. Which family members or friends of yours have served in the armed forces?  When and where did they serve? Find out what my husband might have had to repair because of my, uhhh, inexperience with uhh,  well, just listen! Closing: Come back next time to learn one of the ways Trujillo and I communicated with each other. Find out who drove me and the kids who were still living at home  the eleven hour journey to Mesa, Arizona, and how long it took my husband to change his mind about going there with me. Do you want to hear my other musical stories?  La Carolina would be so grateful if you’d listen to them!  She wants you to subscribe, either there, or at iTunes or Google Play. (I’m still learning about all of these new inventions, because  I’ve been gone since 1971, and have only used the radio, the telephone, the camera and what was that other thing…. Oh, We got a TV right before my Trujillo left. Black and white picture.  Someone told me there would be televisions with a color picture someday. I also heard that you could get phone calls from your wristwatch. I think who ever told me about that last thing was making it up. Mentiroso!  I get so distracted! Now. Then, look for the little brown square with my picture on it, with the words, Tales of Tila.    You’ll know what to do from there. From what I hear lately, a three year old could show you how. That little square photo of me is a good one,  isn’t it? That was taken when Nora was a baby, in 1930. My hair is combed, nicely, and I’m pretending she isn’t screaming her head off while my mother bounces her, off to the side of that backdrop, because six year old Lula is making faces at her.  Hasta luego. Until later!   You’ve just listened to Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast, Episode 6, The Secret City, from the new musical, Tales of Tila. Contact me and let me know how you’re doing with the writing prompts. You can find them in bold lettering in the notes for this episode and the others here, at “mycarolynmurset.com”. You can also subscribe to this podcast, and check out my events page. Thanks for listening. Thanks for writing. This is your host, Carolyn Murset, aka, la Carolina.

    18 min

  8. 10/18/2018

    The Temple and the Ledger : | 7

    Follow @mursetcarolyn Hello, and welcome! You’re listening to Song Stories, Quiet Stories. This podcast Episode, The Temple and the Ledger, is number seven in the series from the new musical, Tales of Tila. I am your host, Carolyn Murset.     My special guest, Grandma Tila will arrive any minute now, so if you haven’t yet listened to the earlier episodes in this series, it might be a good idea to do that now, then come back. No worries if you don’t listen in order.  The stories might make more sense if you did though. Many thanks to those of you who have  already sent me your story contributions.  Don’t be surprised if they show up in a later episode! Are you listeners ready to get your Spanglish on?  Hola!  This is Tila Miera Trujillo.  What are some of the ways that you communicate with your family and friends when you are not standing right in front of of them?  I’m not talking about yelling at each other from across the room, or the yard. And don’t tell me you write messages on paper airplanes and fly them  to each other. Don’t be silly. I’ve heard that your telephones nowadays are really fancy and are NOT connected to the wall? I…. don’t believe everything I hear. Listen now and find out  how Trujillo and I left messages for each other. Find out who drove me and the kids who were still living at home  the eleven hour journey to Mesa, Arizona, and how long it took my stubborn viejo to change his mind about going there with me. What is the longest you’ve had to wait for a loved one or friend to change their mind about something worthwhile that you really wanted them to do. What?  You’re still waiting? Don’t lose hope. Tila and Juan Manuel Trujillo Nora Trujillo, as a young teen. 1941. Left to right: Lula, Nora, Marcia, Lorraine Trujillo. Elder Wallace (Wally) Chatwin. 1947. Nora T. and Wally Chatwin. 1949. Tila Trujillo ,daughter Nora, and Juan Manuel Trujillo. 1962.                     Closing Tag: You’ve just listened to the last scene of Tales of Tila.  Don’t be sad! La Carolina is gathering more stories and tales from my grandchildren and other relatives, and we’ll be back to tell and sing them to you. I hope they’re true and flattering, though.  Do you want to hear my earlier musical stories? Maybe you’ve missed a few episodes of this, what is this thing that you’re listening to called? A podcast? La Carolina would be so grateful if you’d listen to them! This is what you should do- she wants you to subscribe, either here, or at iTunes or Google Play. (Sometimes I feel like I’m speaking a foreign language.) That little square photo of me on the store page is a good one,  isn’t it? That was taken when Nora was a baby. My hair is combed, nicely, and I’m pretending she isn’t screaming her head off while my mother bounces her, off to the side of that backdrop, because six year old Lula took away her rattle. I tell you, these kids.  Hasta luego. Until later!   You’ve just listened to Song Stories, Quiet Stories podcast, Episode 7, The Temple and the Ledger, from the new musical, Tales of Tila. Contact me and let me know how you’re doing with the writing prompts. You can find them in bold lettering in the notes for this episode and the others here at “mycarolynmurset.com”. Subscribe to this podcast, and check out my events page. Thanks for listening. Thanks for writing. This is your host, Carolyn Murset, aka, la Carolina.

    21 min
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Episodes 1-7 tell the back story of Tales of Tila, a one-woman historic musical set in Taos, New Mexico, USA through the first half of the 20th century. The Great War. The Spanish Flu Epidemic. The Great Depression. World War 2. The secret city of Los Alamos, NM during the creation of the atomic bomb. Tila Trujillo was the first in her family and the first in Taos to join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (the Mormon Church), (the LDS Church). These stories and songs tell of her daily joy, sorrow, and triumph in navigating life and Hispanic Culture in the village of Taos. Get your Spanglish on! Episodes 8 and on explore the stories behind songs by Carolyn Murset and other songwriting friends.

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