Drawn moments ago in Musical Paint app
I had the great delight of waking up to Meaghan Smith a few days ago, to a delightful little song called called Heartbroken. I love the Swing beat and the old time cartoony feeling in the instrumentation and her warm clear voice. I could see her singing with Bob Wills and The Texas Playboys. At this point I’m ready to buy the album.
Then the CBC announcer says the voice and the girl is from London Ontario. Whoa! That is worth looking up:
I grew up in London, Ontario, Canada. We couldn’t afford cable, so to avoid doing homework, I occupied myself with other activities, like drawing and singing. And with three (mostly fuzzy) TV channels to choose from, I ended up watching a lot of animated movies and old musicals.
And with her parents deeply into music of all sorts, that just goes to show that London, the creative city is once again a most fertile middle-class backwater where things are safe to bloom. But to blossom, yes, we need to go elsewhere:
I opted to go to school for animation in pursuit of my drawing,… I graduated from college and moved to Halifax, Nova Scotia, for a job in animation. I also decided to tackle my fear of the stage, and began to play shows locally.
From my MIDI page:
Five Elements: Various sounds and instrument loops in an atmospheric mix. 3 minutes 50 seconds.
Moonlit landscape with tinnitus.m4a A twirled-camera photograph of a lamp run through Voice of the Goat Cactus and Garagebanded to yield 32 minutes of a sound texture: a gentle, hypnotic background noise on the edge of madness.
Last night. Wonderful.
What an exquisite experience it was.
You can listen all you want to the music over tiny computer speakers, or even spin the Ameya CD and listen over more substantial woofers and tweeters, but you have to attend – to be present – to feel the sound and the vibration and the resonance and the breath and the voice and the rise and the fall and the full and the calm and the space that makes you disappear and be fully there.
The Maha Karuni Dharani or Great Compassion Mantra.mp3
Update: 04/19/09. I can’t seem to embed this one. Probably has something to do with Apples server settings. Anyway, you can listen to it by clicking the link above, or go to my MIDI page through the link in the comment below. The file is shared also at files.me.com/dougrogers08/3p7lxg.mp3
I looked forward to hearing his radio programs on the CBC. I enjoy the music of his favourite period fascination too, but he knew it inside out. Blind and with a cancer that made him so, dying from that cancer, but being alive to the joy in this music, to the life in his own music. You can hear a sample at http://www.jeffhealey.com/home.htm . He started playing the guitar at 3 years old, holding it unconventionally across his lap. He formed his first band at 17. Dead at 41.
Tuesday; March 11, 2008 Dan at Cool Blog Name to Come posts an essay by a friend of Jeff Healy
I think one of my favourite concert memories was when we tagged along with Jeff for his show at the Ontario Place Forum. After the sound check, Jeff let it be known that he wanted to go and hang out for a while in the Children’s Village. Some of his handlers didn’t think it would be such a good idea because of the crowds. Well, the next thing we know is they have come to get us because they shut the Children’s Village down for an hour so Jeff and family and friends could go and play! No kidding, this really happened. It was quite a sight to see Jeff running through the boomers (that’s what I call those big pillow bags that hang by ropes . . . ), laughing and yelling and even falling over after getting walloped. When the hour was up we were escorted back to the venue and then Jeff went on stage to be the “rock star” for a while.
Willie P. Bennett; October 26, 1951 – February 15, 2008
“…..we’ll understand it all in time…….”
Here is another version of The Great Compassion Mantra running 6:37 minutes.
Some time ago, I began a project to translate text strings into MIDI. You can read about the project here at http://home.golden.net/~samu/Ears and listen to some experiments. Recently this tune came up in my iTunes playlist again and I was reminded just how much I like it and decided to share it here.
It runs a about 8 minutes. It’s from an English phonetics version of the Sanskrit.
I used to go into the London Public Library some days and wander to a shelf location where I had never been before, walk till felt like stopping and browse through the shelf – whatever shelf was beside me and look for a book that might be interesting. Something usually turned up.
I had found Rives on 4 a.m. on Miro on the TED channel the other day, and sent the link to a friend of mine, Spanner McNeil, who replied with a story of his coincidentally tuning in to a shortwave broadcast on “NHK Radio Japan. Signal strength 3-5. Hiss poor to inaudible. “…the show is World Wide Interactive and this is DX Mailbag” where they read a letter sent to them where Roy talked about being up at 4 AM.
This little exchange prompted me, to, for the hell of it, Google ‘Shortwave Radio Blogs’ to stumble on WFMU’s Beware of the Blog and the MP3 link leading to a series of articles on a very long page about very obscure recording finds, cassettes, old vinyl, and some really obscure videos.
I could be trapped in this internet thing forever.
I shouldn’t be, but I am always surprised at what you can find on the web. I’ve spent the last day or so watching Kate Bush videos on YouTube. This song has always left me weeping.