like i said long ago here, my dad was always listening to music (beatles, simon & garfunkel, van morrison, buddy holly, and on and on...), beating on the steering wheel of his truck, quizzing us on who was singing the song we were listening to at the moment. i believe that was when the seed of music was planted into my soul only to grow when i received a record player from santa at the age of four (care bears, which broke and was replaced with a brown fisher price one.). the records that came along --helen reddy, the beatles, dolly parton, and the "purple people eater" single. my sisters and i spent many days making up dances to "love is like a butterfly" and "that ain't no way to treat a lady" and i spent hours playing those records over and over again in my rainbow room. i have my mother to thank (or blame;)) too. she had my brother, sisters and i in voice lessons when we were younger and singing at church functions all dressed a like. (we were von trapped.) not to mention, watching musicals every sunday afternoon. (i still love to do that.) piano lessons were also a requirement from age 5 to 16. oh, how i wish i had taken them more seriously. eleven years and all i can, sort of, play is canon in d, edelweiss, and nearer my god to thee. such a shame...
but, somewhere along the way, that seed that started so long ago in my soul became intertwined with who i am. music speaks to my heart like nothing else, no matter what genre i may be grazing in at the moment (and i graze back and forth in a great many.). it has such an influence over me and, like cat stevens, i let it "take me where my heart wants to go." i know that i am not unique when it comes to this, who doesn't love music? (besides jo;)) how can you not love something that can make you feel completely carefree or unshakably strong or feel the deepest emotion possible, be it a happy one or a sorrowful one, within a matter of seconds? i love how kurt vonnegut put it in his quote... "music is, to me, proof of the existence of God." it's all i need.
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along with being a music junkie, i became a bit of a concert junkie during my late high school and college years. i took a break once the babies came along except for a few here and there...(do the wiggles count?) and rediscovered my love last summer with jack, g-love, dave m., the avetts, priscilla ahn and more. not a bad list. and this summer's line up, so far, has most certainly not disappointed me either. this last month i have seen some of my very favorite artists living on this earth -- iron & wine, ray lamontagne and, my best friend, brandi carlile (pretty sure we'd be best friends if we knew each other, almost positive.;)). my concert self could die a very happy girl right now.
here's a bit of this season to date...
{i recorded a piece of this song @ the iron & wine concert for my dear, childhood friend, wes, since he was the one who told me to give this song a listen and i would fall in love. and i did. wes shares the deeply felt love i feel for sammy b. (and banjos...and the avett bros) which is quite evident by looking at his facebook wall. (it is also quite evident by his facebook wall that he despises rules, government, cowards and loves bars and bbq-ing. oh, and would like to know how to dougie.;)) here's to you, wes. and "i thank the Lord there's people out there like you."=)}
note: i have always wondered why a lot of his songs reference breastfeeding and then i read that his wife is a midwife and he has something like 5 kids. makes sense now, he probably hears a lot about it. see jo, you would like him.=)
{alexandra, my sister and date to the arts festival summer solstice concert with ray lamontagne and brandi.}
{eventhough iron & wine has sung his way deep into my heart and i could not adore him more, i felt like the concert lacked a lot of passionate goers (perhaps most were just in awe as i was). this was not the case for brandi. EVERYONE was on their feet singing, dancing, hugging especially during the songs "the story", "turpentine" and her cover of "forever young". (i'm a complete sucker for covers.) i had chills throughout the entire set. it was an amazing show and there is something just magical about outdoor concerts.}
{ray. we shimmied our way up this far.}




8 comments:
oh i guess i will give a few songs about breastfeeding a chance. but is she a homebirth midwife with a preference of extending nursing?
you know i cant just go throwing my love out to any old midwife:)
cant wait to see you!
Randy try another artist. Don't think I ever told you about Maria Muldaur. She sings Midnight at the oasis and others.
That was my favorite Simon and Garfunkel song.
Dad
Oh, Jo. Perhaps I gave off the wrong impression about his breastfeeding references.;)
I know, dad.=)
I most likely love "Tree By The River" more than I should, but I'm OK with that. It was just such a departure from Sammy B's previous stuff that I think my brain interpreted it as indie I&W or something. Sure, Sammy B has always been "indie" but that song shows that he's not even dependent on his previously consistent style and persona. He broke away from himself, which is tough to do while still sounding beautiful.
And, sure, the critics ask about the absence of the mind-bending metaphors or the morbid southern gothic lyrics which run rampant through just about all his other stuff...but there's still plenty of meat to chew on in that jam. You've just gotta listen closely, kids. Because Sammy B is tellin' you that you can't pigeonhole him. Which means: pay attention.
lol... jo and wes are so special. I hope Markus makes it to that concert in August, for his sake.
oh! I forgot to ask, who is that Kurt Vonwhatever guy?? I like what he has to say, from your fb quotes too.
Oh wes, I couldn't have said it better myself. (really, we both know I couldn't have.;)) I shall never grow tired of your analyzations and I know precisely what you mean with those words coming out of your fingertips.
On first listen to his new album, I was sorely disappointed at the lack of sam's usual, what I like to call, sturdy yet delicate lovesongs. Tree is probably the most on this album and most likely the reason it was my first true love of the bunch. (I have since fallen for lean, Lazarus, rabbit, fake, moon....) I find most of the songs on this album to be a little rough around the edges, but the more i listen, the more i love. once i gave it about three listens-to, it stayed on repeat for a good 2 months. Really, I have come to adore this album just like most all his others. ("biting your tail" reminds me of, by the way. Not sure why, just does. maybe it's the wicked tongue or words worth stealing part...and the love and religion line.=))
I suppose what I am trying to say in this ramble is Sam
could put that lullaby voice of his with any old type of music
(folk, indy, pop, electronic, etc.) and I would love it.
Oh, nan- I'm telling you, you're telling me.=) and do you need to talk about food? ;)
And hooray for ca!! (if that's what you decide, of course.;))
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