The wide swath of vista of the field at the Dragon’s Egg – I am always honored to be there, any time of year, but this wintry turn-of-the-year time is becoming a ritual. Went down to the Egg for the third year to gather with old friends for some dance and play time, and to put on a little showing at the end: “I Went to the Field to Visit the Star, Winter Part III (or Samskara, or, The Frina’s Song and Dance Show). It was beautiful to spend a couple days trying out dance experiments with Jeffrey Peterson and Amy Larimer, and to be joined by Marya Ursin and Heidi Henderson in my “no-rehearse” structures – preparation for Dance Tramp’s March Flynn show, “non sensibility: every body plays the fool.”
Other shows upcoming – my regular Second Sundays Brunch at Radio Bean this weekend, Sunday January 10, 11:00am…and I’m doubling up on it: will be performing 12:00pm – 2:00pm on Saturday Jan 9th too…a weekend tour, all in one location.
White paint keeps coming back for me. I used a huge spiral of it on the floor a long time ago in my dance suite Sugar Cain, to create the Land of Nod. Ara Fitzgerald and I have duo-ed with white face paint and full skirts and corsets in Pilgrimage. Here I am at the Dragon’s Egg in Ledyard CT as part of Marya Ursins’ “Quixotic Dream: The Don Quixote Project” , appearing for the second time as “The Ghost of Rocinante” – a new horsey ballet solo I am developing. The week before I showed it at The Rose Street Coop in Burlington as part of Jamie Kaplan’s Hoodoo Voodoo. I am struck by how much the attributes and circumstances of venues and events greatly shape the work. I had an idea for a ballet solo and now it seems to be done by a ghostly horse – Don Quixote’s, in fact – with a white blaze on his face. That marking may even make its way into my music this week at Radio Bean – Monday Nov 23 at 7:00pm and Sunday Nov 29 brunch at 11:00am.
Strangely, my White Witch – alter-ego character – has never appeared in it, but she may soon. Here she is in 2010, telling me it was time to get a guitar.
If I had only known how exacting it would be – learning the guitar! If I had only known how exacting it would be – living a life! Would I have ever tried? Of course – now I am deep in and high up, and it’s all and nothing. I’m just now learning to speak.
It is the turn of this season and we are past the prime colors of fall – but many colors still to see – occasional reds and yellows and lime greens and coppers and oranges – colors by day and deep into the night.
I’m performing colorful music and dance every week these days – a new ballet solo for Hoodoo Voodoo 2 last weekend organized by Jamie Kaplan at the Rose Street Gallery in Burlington, and for Quixotic Dreams Narrative Project organized by Marya Ursin at the Dragon’s Egg this coming weekend; dancing in the choreography of Paul Besaw and Avi Waring upcoming in Middlebury and Burlington in next few weeks, and lots of music gigs sprinkled all through – at the ever festively shifting and grooving Radio Bean in Burlington.
delirious with music and fall – at my two fave places these days: playing Second Sundays of the Month Brunches at Bees Knees – and the next two, Nov 8 and December 13 I’ll be lucky to have the most amazing Jom Hammock joining me on mandolin. And maybe even a surprise guest on ukelele!
And, I’ve been playing pretty regular Saturday brunches at Radio Bean – one more upcoming one is Halloween Oct 31, also with Jom Hammock. Maybe we’ll go as cows.
Hello Burlington! After a little hiatus in performing to get my teaching year under way, I’m excited to be back playing music at Radio Bean Saturday Oct 2 for brunch 12 – 1.
Total, only slightly terrifying joy – to jump in playing with The Brevity Thing with my new-ish tune “O Mother” at Radio Bean in Burlington last night. They are a very fun group to watch (and be with) onstage; even though they don’t talk to the audience too much, you feel wonderfully included just because they are having such a relaxed, great time. No set lists allowed, so I hear. I like how relaxed, loose but tight their sound is. Dave Ball’s song “Rock, Paper, Scissors” was crazy and good. I have to hear that one again.
I played last-minute at the Winooski Farmers Market last Sunday August 16th – and even better, Jom Hammack joined me for the first time on mandolin, what a joy. It was a hot summer day and we got a good workout…here’s at Radio Bean later that same night, where we reconvened for our second hot humid gig of the day!
In the last two weeks, some goings-on that speak to the heart of where I am right now:
In early July I attended a one-week intensive in Dalcroze Training at Carnegie Mellon, which uses movement and the body as the medium through which to teach music theory and practice. It was a sometimes bewildering experience in terms of music theory. I have a lot to work on in that department – my guitar study with Paul Asbell and my bit of preparatory work on piano did serve me very well – but it is exciting to be dunked head-first, inundated, in the music theory world. And it is great to have the connection with movement explicitly explored. And, the piano is quite a siren: she is luring me these days. I tell my guitar not to worry.
This coming week, Paul Besaw and Chong Ho Kim’s international (and experimental) dance musical Good Dirt is playing in barns across Vermont. I contributed song material to the project; really loved working “on assignment” – initial genesis and songwriting task, then hand the songs over to be used, however necessary, in this multi-media project. It brings me back to the knowledge that for me, the songs are primary – not my own performance of them. The songs, I believe in them. It’s like, I conceive them, watch over their development like a mother with a nest of eggs, and then they fledge. Fly away. I sometimes don’t even quite know them after a while.
But last – of course I’m very happy to back singing my songs. I will sing them – familiar and strange – this Friday July 17th 7:30pm at the Bees Knees in Morrisville, Vermont.
Playing at Radio Bean this Sunday June 21st at 7:30pm.
It’s almost officially summer! And my summertime goal in singing songs is to take time. Expand, extend, allow the songs to enter into a sort of drone, a meditative mode. Get to the place where I feel permitted to listen in more deeply, play around, experiment, go off script.
I was really inspired by the Burlington JazzFest this year – saw so many great artists; I’m always most intrigued when I see performers creating their own sonic realities up there – artists who aren’t afraid of some risks and rough edges because they are dealing in raw truths – not settling for facsimile.