Putting Down Roots - June 8, 2009
I decided recently that the best way to get involved in my local music community... is to get involved in my local music community! I know, not exactly Rocket Science, but a powerful insight nonetheless.
Home recording is not my strong suit, and my little EP of new stuff is turning into a much more involved project than I anticipated. So as I'm puttering away on that front, shopping for a new, smaller guitar to play, and taking some classes at PSU, I'm going to be doing time as a volunteer at some local music events!
Artichoke Music is hosting their Folk Festival on June 26-27. I saw my first concert at their Backgate Stage this past weekend and was charmed by their cozy, welcoming listening room set-up.
And I'm really excited to be helping out with this year's Pickathon on July 31-Aug 2! The local Indie Roots Music Fest is getting bigger and better every year, and it's only 20 minutes from the city!
Lastly, I won't be volunteering, but I'm excited to return as a full-fledged participant (as well as audience member) at the Song School, and the following 3 day Rocky Mountain Folks Fest in Lyons, CO. It's been a couple of years since I've touched down in that community of great players and I'm looking forward to honing my songwriting skills and re-connecting with other creative folks.
On another note:
Over the past few months I had the great honor to write a song for a couple of very special people.
John and Grace Kidwell are my in-laws, who were married for just shy of 60 years. When Grace passed away from Alzheimer's earlier this year, John wondered if I would compose an uplifting song for Grace that would honor her life. I told him I would, and got to work on it.
The melody and song structure came quickly and easily, and I invited John to send me some ideas and words to use, to really make the song his. I was letting these things marinate a bit, and in April got the news that John's leukemia, which had been in remission for the last 2 years, had returned with a vengeance. He was given about a month or so to say his goodbyes...
Suddenly, this assignment took on a much deeper meaning, with an irrevocable and looming deadline. I finished the song, which was written from his perspective, using his words, and sang it for him just a few short weeks ago. His tears were the very best reception my work has ever received.
John died this past week...
"Like a river to the sea,
time will deliver me
into the Mystery
And we will move on, move on, move on"
Home recording is not my strong suit, and my little EP of new stuff is turning into a much more involved project than I anticipated. So as I'm puttering away on that front, shopping for a new, smaller guitar to play, and taking some classes at PSU, I'm going to be doing time as a volunteer at some local music events!
Artichoke Music is hosting their Folk Festival on June 26-27. I saw my first concert at their Backgate Stage this past weekend and was charmed by their cozy, welcoming listening room set-up.
And I'm really excited to be helping out with this year's Pickathon on July 31-Aug 2! The local Indie Roots Music Fest is getting bigger and better every year, and it's only 20 minutes from the city!
Lastly, I won't be volunteering, but I'm excited to return as a full-fledged participant (as well as audience member) at the Song School, and the following 3 day Rocky Mountain Folks Fest in Lyons, CO. It's been a couple of years since I've touched down in that community of great players and I'm looking forward to honing my songwriting skills and re-connecting with other creative folks.
On another note:
Over the past few months I had the great honor to write a song for a couple of very special people.
John and Grace Kidwell are my in-laws, who were married for just shy of 60 years. When Grace passed away from Alzheimer's earlier this year, John wondered if I would compose an uplifting song for Grace that would honor her life. I told him I would, and got to work on it.
The melody and song structure came quickly and easily, and I invited John to send me some ideas and words to use, to really make the song his. I was letting these things marinate a bit, and in April got the news that John's leukemia, which had been in remission for the last 2 years, had returned with a vengeance. He was given about a month or so to say his goodbyes...
Suddenly, this assignment took on a much deeper meaning, with an irrevocable and looming deadline. I finished the song, which was written from his perspective, using his words, and sang it for him just a few short weeks ago. His tears were the very best reception my work has ever received.
John died this past week...
"Like a river to the sea,
time will deliver me
into the Mystery
And we will move on, move on, move on"