Tristan Prettyman checked in with fans on her blog at MySpace (@tristanprettyman) on Sunday (December 21), where the San Diego singer songwriter responded to a fan wondering why she hadn’t posted an update lately. The 26-year-old suggested that it may be a while, if ever, until we see a follow-up to her second studio album ‘Hello…x’. Prettyman writes:
Yes I am drifting a little bit, I’m a bit lost…don’t really know what lies ahead, what I want to do next. I haven’t written anything in a year and a half or maybe more. I had a light year compared to the last record. I really wish I would have gone on some more tours, really wished my record would have done better. Especially with the bit of success I had at radio, I thought this was gonna be my year. I still love my record to pieces, in fact I love all my records. If anything, I think I will alway be happy with the records I have made. I have 3 now, if you would have told me I was gonna get this far, I would have looked ya in the eye and said, ‘get outta town!’.
With the radio success across the country, came more and more pressure, to go sell myself, my songs, my album. I think my record label has never really figured out how to market me, they tried the surfer girls thing, but I don’t really see myself as a female Jack Johnson or anything. I see myself more as a girl, that likes to multi-task. I write about what I know, and I am a bit of a weirdo, a bit complicated and I’ve been surfing since I was a little kid. But I can’t say that surfing has ever really influenced my music, or has ever really played a very big part in it for that matter. I do know that I love to surf, and I love summers in San Diego more than anything, and the one thing that I can’t live without, is being able to surf in the summer time in nothing more than a bikini. Needless to say, I thoroughly hated being away all summer long in a rental car, driving from radio station to station, sometimes visiting up to 6 stations in 3 different cities a day. Some stations were fans, and some looked at me as if I they thought I thought I was really cool and they could see right through me. I tried to remember why I was doing all this. You know, why I play music in the first place, and that in the end, this all benefits me, that I should get out there, mingle, mingle, I quickly realized that forcing a smile through closed teeth is not the way I want to go through life.
…I have no plans for the future. I’m not really sure what I’ll do. No tours scheduled, no travel, no recording. Nada. The world is my fishbowl. Maybe I’ll get married and have 6 kids. Maybe tomorrow I’ll wake up and finally be inspired to write a song. Maybe I’ll stumble upon a new path, go back to school, get my degree. Maybe I’ll become a raw/vegan chef… I’m getting really good at that.. Or perhaps I will become so dedicated to my yoga practice, I will become a Yoga teacher. I’m not really sure. But I do know, that everything happens for a reason, and getting lost is usually the most memorable part of the adventure.
I might seem like I’m losing touch, drifting away from internet land… and it’s because I am. If I stay here too long, I end up wasting my whole day, looking at ex boyfriends websites and trying to figure out what makes Katy Perry so interesting. I get sucked into Perez Hilton and wonder if I should reinvent myself into something more like Lady GaGa. The internet is a sensory-overloaded, sequenced mess. I once was entertained, but I’m quickly loosing interest. I realized that any true inspiration, or enlightenment isn’t gonna come from technology. In my experience, it never has.