To Bring You Home
Then there was a little light, burned away what remained of the night…
Category Archives: Music
my reflection in the photograph
Several years ago I was “improving” my photo collection, which had become a wobbling tower of kodachrome, balanced precariously
Our Sound
It’s not who she is that begs the lyric; not what he wants that’s the melody’s thread. Instead: when something stirs…
Sambamaré
O coração baía aberto ao maré as águas vêm as águas vão prá onde eu não sei Chegam de tempestade ao suspiro elas vão escrevem nomes na areia que as ondas apagarão … instrumental Correnteza agridoce pôs tesouros à beira-mar que beleza me traz sorriso despedida me faz chorar Correnteza agridoce faz tesouros aterrisar que …
Jazz
Recently someone asked me about the form of dance I practice — the form I aspire to, really; and like all good forms it is small enough for me to wrap my arms around, large enough to contain my curiosity, lean enough that an evening costs a few dollars and yields a fortune, full enough …
Our Daily Dance: An Intention
I returned late last night from the annual Dance New England summer camp near Lake Ossipee in New Hampshire, and woke this morning with dancing tape still on a couple of toes, the echo of taut and trained muscle still in the sinews, and the ache of separation from that vibrant and affectionate community of dancers already wringing out …
certas canções
Certas canções – Milton Nascimento Certas canções que ouço cabem tão dentro de mim que perguntar carece como não fui eu que fiz? Certa emoção me alcança corta-me a alma sem dor certas canções me chegam como se fosse o amor Contos da água e do fogo cacos de vidas no chão cartas do sonho …
Cio da Terra
Spring has arrived with its signature flourish. I enjoy the recognition. It began years ago with delight The snow's crust hardened then softened, then became lace through which the roadside stream could be seen, happily (did my happiness make that water happy?) spilling and tumbling downhill past our home. A small stick in a small hand makes the hole …
strings
When you bring a guitar into tune, there is a sound beneath the sound that rises as each string begins to play its neighbor; as the combined harmonics of low and high notes begin to ring together and sustain each other; until the joined voices have filled the body of the instrument, and the whole is in vibration, in …
your son out there
I offered to be part of our community "Solstice Sing"* when it was a small offering among ourselves and local musicians… nice venue to sing a little song, among friends. Then more folks got wind of it, and suddenly there were top-notch professional performers and singers and sound healers surfing in! It made for a fine event… and left …
1 Begun
Raise Your Voice and Your Spirit Rises With It
When, despite the gales and throes of the day, there is a spark of beauty… There is a kind of strength which cannot be culled, when you are able to lift your voice in a song. Tonight there were a few old standards of mine, which I revisited in a few free minutes; the heart softened more than ever …