Three Muses: Music Beyond Main Streams

Yeah, who cares about Jazz vocalists these days? Hmm? Certainly not mainstream corporate radio stations. So here is the post which I intended as a  Christmas in July gift. The talents of Patricia Barber, Melody Gardot and Cecile McLorin Salvant. Listen and fall in love — I hope.

Patricia Barber

 

 

Melody Gardot 

 

Cecile  McLorin Salvant

 

You are cordially invited to share your favorite female Jazz artist. Yes, for this post it’s Ladies’ Music Only.

To hear Jazz Monday thru Friday, 1 to 3 pm CST visit KKFI 90.1 fm streaming online.

Get Your Jazz Fix Free From KKFI

I swear this is not a bait and switch stunt. Jazz lovers can indeed grab some great Jazz every Monday through Friday from 1-3 pm streaming online via KKFI http://www.kkfi.org/  . Go ahead and surf the link to a great independent community radio station without any corporate suits and ties. Wherever you are in the world, if you can read this blog then you can catch two full hours of jazz programs hosted by working Jazz artists and lovers like Jeff Harshbarger, KC, the Jazz Geek, the Jazz Insider, and the Jazz Disciple. For direct specs on program guides –>> http://www.kkfi.org/program-categories/music/jazz/ .  This is not your standard radio listening experience. The programs change daily. You might hear Jazz at other hours. There are no paid promotion spots. These programs are labors of love for Jazz in its many forms from the past to the present.  KKFI’s Jazz programs offer interviews with  current working Jazz artists, historical information, a gig calendar of who is playing where and when around the Kansas City area, and incredible music all for free. Though for a donation they’ll even let you be a “Guest DJ” ~ for more info –> http://www.kkfi.org/support/guest-dj/ .

You can even sign up for information about forthcoming live recording performances at The Blue Room at 18th and Vine.

Now, if you’re not in a surfing link frame of mind–here’s some piano beauty from Bill Evans.

Bill Evans Trio ~ Blue in Green —

Thanks to Burningable for this and other great music on YouTube.

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Album: Portrait in Jazz (1959) Bill Evans: piano, Scott LaFaro: bass, Paul Motian: drums; Composition: Bill Evans
Recorded on December 28, 1959, NYC

There’s more of Bill Evans posted on the sidebar to the left.

Enjoy.

If your ears are privy to other online streaming radio programs featuring Jazz, please share a link via the comments.

Jazz goes everywhere around the world via KKFI.

Vernal Equinox Arrives

It’s March 20, 2014 and the Vernal Equinox is upon us.  Find your groove and get in the flow.

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There’s no resisting Coltrane–vernal or not.

John Coltrane ~ Equinox

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It’s all about light and dark, form and motion–open up and play with the application of the concept of equinox.

Equinox a free running / Parkour short running film

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To view more Parkour and Freerunning of Jesse La Flair go tohttp://www.Youtube.com/LaFlairParkour

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Chill out, relax, and slow dance.

The Echelon Effect ~ Vernal Equinox from Seasons Part 1

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The Echelon Effect music site:  http://www.theecheloneffect.com/

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What can I say except “funky” got my attention along with the space shots. Get up and move your feet with this one. No need to free run, just dance.

Nikolay Bogdanov . Funky guitar. “Vernal Equinox”  

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I’m fairly certain Bear will cover some of the more traditional tracks of the vernal equinox, but this selection offers a sort of cover many bases overview. How’s your balance?

The Meaning of the Spring Equinox ~ Andare by Ludovico Einaudi

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Another vantage point that I just couldn’t quite resist because it’s Emily Russo’s school project and, well, honestly I liked the beyond Google Earth aspect. Her perky enthusiastic voice sealed the selection deal:

How Equinox Work – Beyond Our Earth – Unfortunately Emily Russo provided no notes on the music. No, I’m not going to ask her on the tubes of you. Feel free to do so–or to identify the score if you recognize it.

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Once you hit play and the images flow it’s pretty clear why this is here. Yeah, I’m a sucker for the image play.  

Ingo Vogelmann ~ Vernal Equinox (Official Music Video)

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Official site:  http://www.ingovogelmann.com/

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A late addition:

And then there’s Equinox—Beyond The Invisible Line

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Published on Feb 10, 2014

Band: Equinox
Album: Beyond (EP)
Genre: Dark Folk Metal
Country: Russia
Year: 2014

Download here:
http://rusfolder.com/39790789
http://dfiles.eu/files/e9iw4k247

Website:
https://www.facebook.com/equinoxdark/…

Members:
Alla Ravna – vocals;
Ivan Dzyubinskiy – guitars, arrangement;
Kirill Nikeev – bass, vocals, keys, music, lyrics, arrangement;
Kirill Kasatkin – drums, music.

GUESTS:
Egor Konovalov (The Aquarius) – vocals;

Anna Erilina – 1st violin;
Natalya Chernisheva – 2nd violin;
Larisa Gluhovskaya – viola;
Stanislav Tarasov – cello.

Lyrics, translation – Kirill Nikeev

Cover art – Ivan Buylov;
Logo – Smerdulak.

Their website can be translated into English    http://vk.com/equinox_band  FYI, they’re looking for a second guitarist at the moment. According to the translation.

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Bear has laid down some serious spring equinox tracks at her blogcasa:

Bear   http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2014/03/20/vernal-equinox/

 

Frank and Fun is Carsie Blanton for a Little Friday February Flurry.

Carsie Blanton at The Kessler Theater in Dallas

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“I believe that music is magic, and everybody needs it.  That’s why I give mine away.” Cassie Blanton => http://www.carsieblanton.com/

~~Jazz is for everybody~~  [Visit Carsie’s site to hear more.]

I’m Carsie Blanton. I write songs. I believe there’s a worldwide epidemic of indirectness, and I aim to remedy it.

 Love is hard. Sex is fun. Life is messy. We’re all going to die. Our hearts are idiots, our wills are weak, we’re bumbling around fucking the wrong people and falling in love for the wrong reasons and pretending like we have all the time in the world to figure it out. My aim is to write songs that make you stop pretending, even if only for an instant. I want to wake you up to your brief, idiotic, miraculous life.

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Carsie Blanton opening for Cassie Blanton–of course.  She’s currently featured on the sidebar directly to the  <=< left in the top seven music slots, Helen of Troy to Backbone with sweet things in between.

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The Key Studio Session

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Sweet Lorraine

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Carsie Blanton blogs about love, sex and music  at http://brighterthanabuoy.blogspot.com/  Chat her up, if you dare.  Wink, wink, nudge, nudge…go ahead. Catch a tune there.
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Under the weather –as in out of commission and snow plowed not coming down this street any time soon, plus, oops that was not such a good idea to eat mystery meal.  Yeah, I’m shoveling my way out of bed and out of the drive with nowhere to go but snow time.  Hey folks, I’m getting back here slowly but surely.  As long as saying so doesn’t jinx that.  Until then, grin, dance and sang with Carsie Blanton.  I’m tattoo curious as to which of her music videos on the sidebar trips your traps.  Yeah, indeed I am. 🙂

Breakfast Special, #36, Szechuan Shrimp Lo Mein

“Szechuan Shrimp Lo Mein”

“Hey, Sarge.”  Lily leaned against the fridge wondering how to tell him he was welcome to stay without it coming across as if she was expecting a great deal more than either of them was ready for at the moment. She asked herself just what exactly she was really ready for, but before she could reply to herself, Sarge was in the kitchen holding a large round hot pink Tupperware container and grinning like a little kid who’d just found the best prize ever inside a box of cracker jack.

“Guess what this is, Lily.” He repeatedly flipped the container over and over showing his complete confidence in its ability to remain fully sealed while in motion.

Lily looked at his happy-as-all-get-out-hazel eyes and sighed. She grabbed hold of the container to stop its motion and peered at the milky white bowl. “Hmm. Looks like lo mein noodles.” She looked closer. “Is that shrimp I see? Open it! Open it!”  Sarge set the container on the table and obliged her. Lily leaned in close and sniffed. “Oh hot damn, Sarge. Is this Mrs. Ling’s Szechuan shrimp lo mein?!”

“Indeed it is, Lily. Guess what’s for dinner, unless you were planning on poaching some eggs, of course.” He winked at her, stood with his hands behind his back, rocking from one foot to the other clearly excited with having brought this delicious dish home.

Lily shook her head hard enough to send her hair flying. “No. Oh no. Mrs. Ling’s Szechuan shrimp trumps everything including eggs. How did you get this?”

“Unscheduled basement flood emergency complete with blown fuse box. Yeah. It was worth wading around in that damn cold water for this.” He held up the Tupperware lid. “And this too: her coconut cookie recipe.  Is this a major score or what, Lily?”

Lily took the lid from him and read the recipe. “O yeah, you scored big time, Sarge. No one makes better coconut cookies than Mrs. Ling.  I’ve never had any better even in that fancy bakery in M- or anywhere else for that matter.  Wow.”

Sarge sniffed the air. “Is that dinner I smell?”

“Yes, I think dinner is set. You hungry?”

“Starving.  If you’ll warm it up, I’ll get cleaned up. “

“Go! Go! Go! Hurry up! I’m dying for some spicy shrimp.”

Walking backwards towards the bathroom, he said, “You have chopsticks, right? Eating lo mein with forks is just plain wrong in my book.”

“Do you really have to ask?”  Lily laughed as she pulled out a pan for gently warming up the shrimp lo mein.

Five minutes later they were spearing shrimp and twirling noodles and playing with their food on the way to their mouths.  “Is everything Mrs. Ling makes this good?”

Lily nodded. “Everything she’s brought to a potluck has always been good, but this and the coconut cookies are her best as far as my taste buds are concerned. I think she’s got some secret with the shrimp.  Anton has been trying to figure it out, but so far he can’t pin it down. Mrs. Ling likes having her food mysteries, so she’s not saying.”

“When I tried this at that first potluck, I couldn’t get enough. It disappeared really fast too.  Oh hell this is so good.” Sarge ate a shrimp and rolled his eyes. “Yeah, she’s doing something with these little beasties all her own. I wonder what else needs fixing in that building.”

Lily laughed and pointed at the list on the fridge. “It’ll be interesting to see what other top choice meal deals you bring home as you work through those repairs requests.”

“Mmm. I wonder if I could work out some regular meal trades for bread. What do you think?”

Lily stuffed a bunch of lo mein into her mouth and nodded as she chewed. “Worth a try. Everyone seems to like one kind of bread or another.” She speared a shrimp and offered it to him. Sarge promptly accepted it. “Yeah, bread deals for sczechy shrimpies, oh Gloria’s pierogies, maybe some of Harold’s buffalo sausages. Hmm. O yeah, Sarge, there are plenty of primo meal choices around the Flats for trading bread.”

“Mrs. Ranoli’s turkey cherry lasagna.”

“O yeah.” Lily laughed and they both dug into their bowls. She looked over at the list on the fridge again then back at the man enjoying his shrimp lo mien score.

Sarge caught her eye action and leaned back in his chair. He waited to speak until he’d swallowed and had a sip of tea. “What’s on your mind, Lily? Hmm?”

She sucked on the ends of her chopsticks for a moment and looked at the list then back at Sarge.  With a little shrug she said, “There’s a lot of work on that list of yours. More on the main one that you’ve written your name by. That one on the fridge alone must be about thirty hours of full-time work all by itself.”

Sarge looked at the list and nodded. “Yeah, more or less depending on what I find when I actually get into seeing what’s messed up.  A lot of that needs some serious attention as soon as possible. That’s why I took them. If there’s something electrical I can’t handle then Ricardo probably can. Anything like that at least I’ll save him the time and trouble of finding the problems.”

Lily set her chopsticks across the top of her bowl then pushed her hair behind her ears and mentally jumped. “Sounds like a good working plan. But how are you going to do all that and work full-time dock hours too?”

“I have that worked out with Oscar already. Starting from whenever he can open up the docks for freight as usual I’m taking two weeks vacation. That should let me get through the really bad stuff and anything else that decides to blow in that time.” Sarge suddenly realized he hadn’t discussed any of this with Lily. “Um, that is if it’s okay with you that I’m still hanging around here, of course.” He held his breath while watching her intently and bracing for negative impact verbally and/or physically for his oversight.

Lightly tapping her fingertips on the sides of her bowl she nodded. “Yes, it’s okay with me, as long as you still want to be hanging around here. That vacation time plan sounds good. Though it’s not much of a vacation for you, is it? Not exactly a trip to the Caribbean to get away from the snow and cold for a fun time.” Lily watched for any reaction from him regarding the indirect reference to the travel receipt in his coat pocket. He offered none that she could discern via direct observation nor her home people vibes and a certain small tight knot eased in her stomach.

“Oh I beg to differ, Lily. I’m having great fun with the whole shebang.” Unconsciously he lowered his head enough so that he was looking at her through the hair covering his eyes like a sheepdog who thought he’d narrowly escaped permanent banishment from its chosen human’s company forever. “Nasty garbarge disposal tricks aside, of course. But even those have their upsides, like baths and Lily swirlies.”

“Are you really enjoying everything, Sarge?” she said softly while glancing down into her bowl then at him then into the bowl again. “Even pushy Lily swirlies?”

Realizing she was talking about more than the work concerning the repair list, Sarge leaned slightly forward over the table. Wondering if a solid chance with Lily was now coming his way, he said, “Yes, I really am, Lily. I’m having a great time with you here in the Flats.” Seeing her sharp cheekbones suddenly flush brightly, he pushed his hair away from his eyes to keep from reaching out and touching her red streaked cheeks and said softly, “Lily, I don’t want any of it to stop: not the sharing breakfasts; not the dancing with you; not the bread baking; not the crazy repair work or minding Marianna on a tough day.”

Lily nervously twisted her fingers in her hair and smiled. “That’s good, because I’ve been having a great time having you here with me in the Flats. I don’t want any of it to stop either, Sarge.” She glanced at the list on the fridge again. “Since everything is working for both of us, then it doesn’t seem to make any sense to change things that don’t need changing, at least not to me.”

“Not to me either.” Hoping she couldn’t hear how hard his heart was pounding as he waited for her to share the rest of her thoughts, Sarge moved his hands under the table and tightly gripped his knees. “This is your home so it’s entirely your call when I stay or go.”

“You’re very welcome to keep staying here as long as we’re both agreeing with each other.” She shrugged a little and listened to her home people vibes murmuring softly. “Or whatever combination of here and your place makes sense when your vacation is over.”

“Okay, thanks, that sounds good to me.” Feeling awkward in spite of their mutual agreement, Sarge tried to find a way to create a more concrete and literal balance in the scenario.  “My place isn’t nearly as . . .  comfortable . .  as yours.  But it is a lot closer to the college. Maybe it could be useful to you somehow. There’s plenty of room for a study space all your own. Usually it’s pretty damn quiet too, even when Kozy is working on something downstairs. He won’t mind at all if you wolf howl your lungs out. Might rattle some of the guys on the docks, but hey, it would give them something different to talk about.” Sarge thought for a moment, searching for something else to offer her very practical sensibilities, he added, “There’s a bus stop close by for the long route that goes from the west end of Falls direct to M- and back. It’s easy to make a transfer connection to and from the Flats in several places.”

Understanding the balance Sarge was trying to create with the sharing of their individual spaces that he was offering her, Lily hummed with internal excitement while managing to respond calmly with quickly growing real interest. “Your place is near a bus stop for the long West-East route on the south side? That is very handy.” She tried, and uncharacteristically failed, to pin-point the stop location-based on her knowledge of the city bus system.

Encouraged by her tone and the gleam of genuine interest in her black eyes, Sarge did what he’d never dared to do in the five years he’d lived in the freight district on the second floor of Walter  Kozy’s warehouse, he invited another person, this particular woman, directly into what amounted to as his personally sacred for its highly prized privacy, living space. “When the bus routes are back on track, how about we take a ride to the freight district so you can have a look around my place? We could brainstorm some other ideas. Let’s see what works for both of us.”

Feeling suddenly oddly shy and disconcerted about this development regarding sharing his living space, Lily’s voice was hardly above a whisper when she said, “I’d like that. It’ll be like figuring out how to pool our resources with our different locations in the city.”

“Exactly.” Trying to contain his own nervous excitement, Sarge took a deep breath. “We can work things out as we go along. Switch it up until we find out what suits us both.” He waited for her to make eye contact again. “I’m game for keeping things working for both of us, if you are, Lily.”

“I am too. I’m in, Sarge.” She partly hid her smile with her hand for a few moments while quickly considering the doors that had unexpectedly opened between them. “I guess that’s settled then.”

Picking up on the fact that her voice had become quiet and soft and correctly interpreting it as an indicator of her excited yet very nervous state of mind regarding the content of their conversation and its implications for each of them, Sarge tried to put her, and himself, at ease before one or both of them began back pedaling for any number of rational reasons. “If you say it’s settled, Lily, then it is as far as I’m concerned. I meant what I said about it all working for me. Truly it is. If something isn’t working for you, just say the word and I’ll do my best to set it right.”

“Same here, Sarge. Two way street.” She walked the fingers of each hand in opposite directions towards and past each other across the table.

Sarge watched her finger action and laughed. “A two way street, eh? Do we need a stop sign or a traffic light for getting from one side to the other? I doubt either would stop you from jaywalking at will.”

Feigning innocence, Lily pointed at herself. “Me jaywalking? Never. Ah ha. You’re a very funny man, Sarge.” She pointed to the teapot nearer him for a refill of her cup.

“Apparently I have my moments according to your sense of humor.” He grinned while pouring more tea into her cup and then his own and caught sight of Mrs. Ling’s cookie recipe. “Do you think Rosa has any coconut stashed somewhere so we can try out these cookies tonight?”

“Probably. But we don’t need hers, not yet anyway, when we’ve got coconut aplenty right here, Sarge.” She pointed backwards towards the storage cabinets.

Sarge glanced at the cabinet then at the recipe. “What are we waiting for then, Lily? Let’s make some cookies.”

She got up, opened a cabinet, pulled out a large bag of shredded coconut and tossed it to him. “How about some Benny Goodman on the side? That work for you?”

“That definitely works for me, Lily.” He watched her leave the kitchen for the record player in the bookroom. When she was out of his sight, he stood up and spun around on the balls of his feet in a quick silent celebration of their agreement to continue living together and working on their evolving relationship.  Hearing static from the other room signifying the record player was now in action, Sarge froze with the realization that at this point in time he was already far beyond netting his former goal of getting to see Lily for a third or fourth time. He’d passed that goal weeks ago after the snow had first begun falling in earnest. Music came from the bookroom, but Sarge paid it no mind as Lily sauntered back into the kitchen with a preoccupied little smile on her lips. Catching his more than slightly stunned facial expression, she cocked her head to one side and came to a halt in front of him.

“You look like you’ve been hit with a dozen snowballs all at once, Sarge. What’s the matter? Shrimp lo mein, coconut cookies, Benny, and Lily more than you can handle at one time?”

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Sarge looked down at the black eyes shining up at him and gave her a wicked grin. “Careful, Missy, or you’ll find out real fast just how much I can handle all at one time.”

“Ooooo that sounds like a dare.” Lily grabbed the bag of coconut from the table and tossed it at him then followed it up with the empty Tupperware container. She was reaching for the cookie tin when he gently stayed her hand with his. Lily turned towards him and he quickly stole a light brush of a kiss on the lips then shyly backed away like a skittish deer retreating from the bright lights on a road at night. Tempted as she was to hedge him in between the kitchen window, table and sink counter with a chair to stand on in order to soundly return the favor of his affection, she paid heed to the sudden warning turn of her home people vibes and refrained from taking such an approach. Instead she smiled and blew him a kiss. “I like you too, Funny Man.” She winked and began dancing to the music while gathering the ingredients for Mrs. Ling’s cookies. A moment later he joined her efforts.

Lily smiled to herself happy in knowing that she’d read him well enough that, in spite of his verbal daring and spontaneous kiss theft, he clearly couldn’t handle more at the moment. Backing off from physically returning the kiss and letting him return from his retreat on his own was plainly the right plan of action as his quick, unhesitant jump into the cookie making preparations signified. As they moved into sync for baking and dancing, her home people vibes humming along with the music, she felt him edge a little closer physically like a wary stray cat getting comfortable with the notion of proximity to a human setting out clean water and food for it. Treating him as if he were indeed such a cat, she kept to the program with which they were both familiar and comfortable and refrained from making any sudden movements of her own, tempting as that was considering their new mutual agreement to keep doing what was working for both of them, namely living together, and expanding their domain by venturing into his living space on the other side of the city.

As she gradually added coconut to the dough Sarge was steadily mixing with a wooden spoon, Lily reflected on the information he’d shared piecemeal about his home on the second floor of the warehouse in the freight district. The main thing that came to mind was a sense of it being far enough off the city’s well beaten paths to offer privacy and peace, trains aside, yet close enough for easy access with some foresight regarding public transportation schedules. She considered the comparative lack of both privacy and peace here in the Flats and gave him credit for adapting as well he had without complaint to the local environment. Having done more than her fair share of adapting, which seemed never-ending for her, she knew how the stress of it could manifest in unexpected ways. It wouldn’t surprise her at all if that alone was responsible for his starts and stops when it came to physical closeness when they weren’t dancing or sharing a task. She factored in the intense and focused way he read, as if his mental space was his most prized possession, and thought she had a fairly good explanation for his behavior. If they ventured into deeper emotional and physical waters now, and if they had a falling out, his as well as her options for literal private physical escape from the situation in the current context were practically nil. He might sleep in the front room occupied by the back-up generator and Ricardo’s in-home warehouse of food and other supplies deemed necessary for survival in the winter months in this climate, but it was no place for him or anyone else to spend their days waiting for the city to return to enough normalcy to enable a return home. The ready rooms over at “sun rise” didn’t offer any better solution all things people context considered.

Unconsciously they leaned into and against each other while together carefully reading Mrs. Ling’s surprisingly fluent English translation of the instructions for the next steps in the recipe. After placing the cookie dough in the fridge then setting the timer, they gave their full attention to the music and put the waiting time to good use dancing.

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Lily gave herself up to the music Priest had shared with her in an effort to create for her a potential social bridge into another culture. Gran and her aging friends had joined in the music and dance efforts in order to encourage Lily and to get some sense of what Priest was trying to convey to her granddaughter. Now her home people vibes hummed with glee as Sarge, who held nothing back as a dance partner, twirled, whirled and spun her around the apartment as if this was the very best thing in the world to be doing right here and now.

Only after the coconut cookies had been baked and deemed satisfactory for first efforts with a new recipe, after they’d cleaned the kitchen, after they’d danced to the last song on the record and Sarge laid claim to the bathroom for a shower while Lily sprawled over the red velvet couch enjoying the view of the winter sky, only then did either of them take more than a moment to pause in order to reflect on their conversation over Mrs. Ling’s shrimp lo mien.

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Breakfast Special, #1  ->  https://47whitebuffalo.wordpress.com/2013/04/25/breakfast-special/

Who Dwells Where ~~ Winter Solstice Musical Theme

Consider this a fully non-linear intuitive selection based solely upon very subjective personal engagement.  Each piece in its own way connects to dwelling in, between and beyond in some fashion. I’ve decided not to elaborate or comment on these in order to leave it open for your ears and eyes.  Much thanks to Simon for lending his poem Turned, Gone On to this Musical Theme posting.

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Winter Solistice ~ Cold Specks

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Wikipedia:  2013 Female Artist of the Year  SiriusXM Indies Awards[7

Cold Specks is a band led by Al Spx, the pseudonym of a Canadian singer-songwriter based in London, England.[1] Her musical style has been described as doom soul and shows the influence of American deep south gospel with a strong goth streak.[2] She signed with Mute Records at the beginning of 2012.

Online site: http://coldspecks.com/

Lyrics

We fell from a dying tree
We wait for it to leave
I wanna be, I wanna be
Leave ashes for borrowed instruments and borrowed hearts
We will pass them on to every saint and dead lover
I have my God so give me my ghosts

Sons and daughters,
may you kill what my blind heart could not
Sons and daughters,
may you kill what my blind heart could not
Sons and daughters,
may you kill

I saw your grandfather’s death on the news
Remembered when you took me to your room
You put your hand over your chest
Swore that the fire would rage

Whoa I…
I put my hand over my chest, sons and daughters
I put my hand over my chest, sons and daughters
I put my hand over my chest, sons and daughters
Swore that the fire would rage

Yeah, you know better ways to fall
Yeah, you know better ways to fall
You know better ways to fall
You knock me down, knock me down
Put my cold hand over my cold heart
Turn the fire and die whoa
Turn the fire and die whoa
Turn the fire to die

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The Silence Beneath the Bark ~ le silence sous l’ecore

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website : http://joannalurie.com/

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Winter Solstice ~ Taliesin Orchestra

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The beautiful music of George Winston restructured for orchestra
~ Song ~ Tamarack Pines ~
~ Artist ~ Taliesin Orchestra ~
~ Album ~ Forbidden Forest ~

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Void

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Inna Zhelannaa  The Night Is My Sister ~ Sjesta Maja Notsj  (Winter In Moscow)

Deba Radovan

Mari Boine, Inna Zhelannaya and Sergey Starostin “Winter in Moscow”

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December 19, 2013 by simonhlilly

TURNED, GONE ON (requiem)

Stillness now, lost blue and empty silence.
After wracked storm, tearing breath,
Tangled rain. The howling
Has ceased, calm, calm.

Where sun reaches, there
Is hope of a little warmth.
But little warmth in shade,
Little warmth when the face
Turns away from light.

Calm void where you have gone,
Spacious, rested, freed from pain of time.
Naked void where you were,
Are, no longer.
The empty fields,
The stiff sloped horizon,
The days ahead unformed, vast.

These winter roads
Will lead to a surprise of spring,
But not soon, not soon.
Not before the world becomes ragged.
It must become ready, choosing, too,
Letting go what is,
Letting uncertainty bloom.
Too tired to breathe
One last slow, drawn out,
Whispered breath.

The void of skies
Fills slowly with new cloud dreams.
The scoured earth will clothe its scars
In new skins of green life.
The hollows will slowly fill,
The woods, they will be bound in birdsong.
It will become gentle, dancing once more.
But not soon,
Not soon.

Simon’s Poetry and Art —>> http://simonhlilly.com/2013/12/19/turned-gone-on-requiem/

http://simonhlilly.com/

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A Fire For You (Winter Solstice) music by John Boswell  ~“I’ll Carry You Through”  ~ 

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Solstice

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“Winter Solstice”   ~  Erik Jonghams

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“Winter Solstice” composed by Erik Jonghmans
Young & Snyder Productions
Recorded in Ostend Nov. 2010 by the Jazz and Wind Ensemble of “The Royal Band of the Belgian Navy”, conducted by Bjorn Verschoore.
SaxSoprano solo: Erik Jonghmans
Flugel solo: Dirk De Meulemeester

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Life of a Dog Musher  Winter Solstice Expedition

Laura Greenman

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Many Links thanks to Bear:

Deborah:    DWELLING BETWEEN       http://myriad234.wordpress.com/2013/12/21/dwelling-between-musical-theme-for-winter-solstice-2013/

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Willow:    TO DWELL BETWEEN — TO PASS BEYOND       http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/12/19/new-music-theme-for-the-winter-solstice-to-dwell-between-to-pass-beyond/
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Bear:  TO DWELL BETWEEN     http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/12/21/to-dwell-between-music-theme-for-the-winter-solstice-2/

Bear:   I DWELL BETWEEN        http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/12/21/i-dwell-between/

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D.S Nelson:

 

Catch Some Heat Rays ~ “Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun” ~~Music Theme

Ahhh this Music Theme selection process was nearly derailed twice. First by the film Sunshine and then by the ever delightful Doctor Who. Yep, I almost gave up all control and followed my slacker heart straight to full video view-ville. Making blog posts is a funny job and someone has got to do this one–moi.

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Doctor Who 42  [As in 42 minutes to keep a spaceship from going straight into the center of the sun.]~ scene 14. There were several scenes I could have posted with exciting music, but I decided on this one because of what The Doctor learns and the rest of us ought to consider every time we take that great big sun in the sky for granted.

Drwhobaddalek55

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When There Is No Sun  ~ Sun Ra ~ And if there’s no sun what do you do?  Tough to grow your veggies for sure. Nothing for all those methane producing cattle to chew on either.

Amir3793

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Sunshine ~ music by John Murphy ~ Adagio in D minor~ Surface of the Sun ~ Sunshine is a film about an effort to save the sun in order to save life on Earth.

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Sunshine end scene ~

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Arrow To The Sun ~  book by Gerald McDermott ~music by Thomas Wagner.  A very interesting children’s book.  My, my the sun does get around.

islandcrimes·  ~  http://www.geraldmcdermott.com/Arrow.htm

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Divine Sun ~ Deep Creative Meditation #28 ~ The visuals are best at full screen. Sit back, relax and explore. What you explore is totally up to you.

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Sun Ship  ~  Szipson, Polish Jazz vol. 61,  Follow Us  — Because I like it.  Jazz. Sun. Ship. I’m happy.

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Bear wants funny sunny. So:

Lemon Sun ~ Touch the Lightning 

lemonsunband

Hey,  this fun works a lot! For moi. How about you, Bear?

Oh yeah, there’s more where that came from..hehehehehe. Johnny, are we derailed yet?

 

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More Sun Trippers:

Bear:    HEART OF THE SUN   http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/music-themes-heart-of-the-sun-2/

Bear:    INTO THE HEART OF THE SUN   http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/music-themes-into-the-heart-of-the-sun/

Bear:     UNDER THE SUN       http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/music-themes-under-the-sun/

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Willow:   SET THE CONTROLLS FOR THE HEART OF THE SUN  http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/musical-theme-set-the-controls-for-the-heart-of-the-sun/

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Johnny:  SET THE CONTROLLS FOR THE HEART OF THE SUN  http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/set-the-controls-for-the-heart-of-the-sun-music-theme-december-4th/

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D. S. Nelson:  PLANETARY MUSIC  http://hatpaintladdersandwonkypooh.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/planetary-music/

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Deborah:   ACROSS THE UNIVERSE, A SUNNY MUSICAL THEME http://myriad234.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/across-the-universe-a-sunny-musical-theme-for-december-4/

 

Emotions, or, No Numb Here, Musical Theme

Emotions headline this Musical Theme per Willowdot21. I’ve chosen songs for both presentation and content.  I think each sings for itself.  There’s some frustration, some fear, a little love and gratitude, and a touch of defiance.  Nick Cave joins the ladies because he’s got a great song from a great flick.   Enjoy. 🙂

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Evanescence ~~ Bring Me To Life

EvanescenceVEVO

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Joan Osborne ~~ Crazy Baby

sampledoubt

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Katie Webster ~~ Red Negligee

Cantshaketheseblues

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Shemekia Copeland ~~ Never Going Back to Memphis

telarc

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Billie Holiday ~~Ain’t Nobody’s Business If I Do

OnlyJazzHQ

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Evanescence ~~ Going Under

Sara Reiko Matsu

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Nick Cave — I’ll Love You Till The End of the World

Carol Friz

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Madeleine Peyroux ~~ Dance Me To the End of Love

BOSSPRODUCCIONES

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Willow     http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/11/09/musical-theme-emotions/

Johnny   http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2013/11/09/emotion-music-theme-november-9th/

Deborah http://myriad234.wordpress.com/2013/11/09/musical-theme-for-november-9-emotions/#comment-722

Crows: Black, Dancing and Counting Everywhere! Catch Them If You Dare.

In case you haven’t already guessed there seems to be no end to the music about, referencing and associating with Black Crows.  This post could go on and on and on. I focused on black crows, and a raven, in order to create some cohesion for myself.  I hope there is little overlap between Bear, Willow, Johnny and myself in regard to our choices for this theme because there is so much sky to cover here.  Though I will be very surprised if Johnny and I don’t cover at least one musical selection. There’s a vast array of music, poetry, art, research, science and all the ways in which people record their observations and interactions with the Crow in their daily lives.  This post could simple fly away with me if I let it.    Kaw Kaw 

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Urban Crow Dance (of the Bird Kind) ~ Joy Harjo

Wildwoodflowerify

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The Crow and The Butterfly ~ Shinedown

Shinedown

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Black Crow by Jamiroquai

funkysize

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Raven Chant  ~ Of the Wand and The Moon

In The Woods

Nighttime Nightrhymes (1999)
Dark Folk/Neo Folk

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“crows visits”

after hungry hawk’s denial

Kaw! Kaw! Kaw!

hawk gone, gone, gone

crow visits

strutting surveying

street walking

straight on white line

chic glistening black

sneering at autos

wings smug

Kaw! Kaw! Kaw!

water, water, water

drinks deep

eyes glinting bows

swaggers

crisp feathers catch wind

Kaw! Kaw! Kaw!

still hungry hawk watches crows flight

@ewa

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Counting Crows  ~ Murder of One

Astaeria·

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And Murders of Crows 

Alexander Parsons

Animation: Paul Rains
Music: Paul Rains & Alex Parsons

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WING

MadArtistPublishing
WING (2012) 04:53 | 3D Animation – Adventure/Fantasy
Produced at The Animation Workshop (www.animwork.dk).

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Black Crow by Angus and Julia Stone

Fanch RIOUAL

Angus & Julia Stone – Black Crow (Live Pop Rock Station Bordeaux 26-11-2010)

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Black Crow

Musicenthusiasm

Joni Mitchell – vocals, Jaco Pastorius – bass, Herbie Hancock – piano, Don Alias – percussion. Very nice and extremely rare recording of “Black Crow” from Berkeley Jazz Festival, on May the 27th in 1979.

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“crows kawing”

sparrows tatter tatter titter among spilled seeds

dried leaves haunting

wind whips spills out then whips again

bending folding clouds scattering

crows kaw kaw kawing

like all crazy ones do

@ewa

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Black Crow King  ~ Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

 Eric Lemieux

From the album The Firstborn Is Dead Released June 3, 1985
Rights go to Mute Record

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Fly as only a cyber crow flies to Bear, Willow, Deborah, and Johnny’s blog skies for more Corvidae:

Bear has created an impressive of all things Crow which can d be found on Word Press http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/11/03/corvidea-within-wp/

At the moment, Links to Bear, Johnny and Willow.

Bear:                      http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/11/04/corvidae-music-themes/

Bear II:                   http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/11/04/corvidae-ii-music-themes/

Bear III:                  http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/11/04/corvidae-iii-music-themes/

Johnny
http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2013/11/04/corvidea-music-theme-for-november-4/
Willow               http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/11/04/muscical-theme-corvidae/

Colors — painting musical numbers + fire

Colors is the musical theme chosen by Johnny.

Oh yeah.

Let’s Dance.

Play with fire.

What’s your desire?

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OPI Instinct of Color

OPI Products

Featuring ‘Down the Road’ by French DJs C2C.

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Colors of India – “India 101” Music Video Jonah Goldenberg

IndiaTravelFilms

Get “India 101 – Hosted by Sazzy Varga” on DVD or watch instantly online http://www.amazon.com/India-101-hoste…
Enjoy Sazzy Varga’s India adventures and this film makes a great gift on DVD or download to own or rent online at Amazon. For the DVD
https://www.createspace.com/325738
Online: http://www.tibetanphotoproject.com/do…

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Miles Davis The Kind of Blue Sessions

Alex van Starrex

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Kermit, “It’s Not Easy Being Green”

JayB7869

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U2 “Bullet the Blue Sky”

Martin Maláček

This is a student animation project, which was done in 2011 by me and my brother.
It’s inspired by one of our most favorite U2 songs: Bullet the Blue Sky.

Made by: Michael Malacek & Martin Malacek

Music:
U2 – Bullet The Blue Sky

More info:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bullet_t…

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Angus & Julia Stone-All The Colours

Aboo Adl

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Amy Winehouse  “Back to Black”

BBC One Sessions

237into

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Extras:

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Jared Ficklin: New ways to see music (with color! and fire!)

TED

http://www.ted.com Designer Jared Ficklin creates wild visualizations that let us see music, using color and even fire (a first for the TED stage) to analyze how sound makes us feel. He takes a brief digression to analyze the sound of a skatepark — and how audio can clue us in to developing creativity. Closed captions and translated subtitles in a variety of languages are now available on TED.com, at http://www.ted.com/translate

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Color, Music, and Emotion

GoogleTechTalks

June 30, 2011

Presented by Stephen E. Palmer
Professor of the Graduate School
Psychology & Cognitive Science
University of California, Berkeley

ABSTRACT

Arnheim (1986) once speculated that different aesthetic domains (e.g., color and music) might be related to each other through common emotional associations. We investigated this hypothesis by having participants pick from among an array of 37 colors the five colors that went best (and later the five that went worst) with each of a set of 18 brief samples of classical orchestral music that varied in composer (Bach/Mozart/Brahms), tempo (slow/medium/fast), and mode (major/minor). They also rated each musical selection and each color for its emotional associations (happy-sad, lively-dreary, strong-weak, angry-calm). Systematic mappings were found between the dimensions of color and music: faster music and major mode were associated with lighter, more saturated, yellower colors, whereas slower music and minor mode were associated with darker, desaturated, bluer colors. More precisely controlled musical stimuli (single-line melodies by Mozart on a synthesized piano) produced more refined relations between the music and the colors chosen to go with them. These color-music mappings are mediated by common emotional associations, because the correlation between emotional ratings of the musical selections and emotional ratings of the colors chosen to go with them were extremely high (.90 to .98) for all emotional dimensions studied (e.g., people picked happy colors to go with happy music and dreary colors to go with dreary music). The mediating role of emotion was established by obtaining analogous effects when people picked the colors that went best (and worst) with faces and body poses that expressed emotions (happy-sad and angry-calm). Similarly high correlations were obtained when the emotional ratings of the faces/gestures were compared with corresponding emotional ratings of the colors chosen to go with them. Further findings identify a stable aesthetic difference between people in terms of their level of “preference for harmony” across the domains of color combinations, musical compositions, shape preferences, and spatial composition within a rectangular frame.

For more Musical Color Numbers please visit:

Johnny        http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2013/10/19/music-theme-colours/

Willow         http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/10/20/4747/

Bear             http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2013/10/20/music-themes-colors/

Deborah    http://myriad234.wordpress.com/2013/10/20/listening-in-color/

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