Age of Elegance

The first CD on my classical shelf, ‘Music in the Age of Elegance’ is another one cobbled together from lp to cd transfers. It’s several pieces for flute and harp – some chamber music and some concerti.

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‘Age’ features Robert Aitken playing pieces by Bach – Bodinus – Telemann – Quantz. I’m usually a fan of orchestra but I do have some chamber music in my collection – this is what people did before there was anything electronic – they meet in rooms and actually played instruments; or watched others play them. The music is slightly fussy but deft.

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To round out the CD I added some Handel: a Harp Concerto, Flute Concerto & a concerto grosso. I didn’t make notes of who these were performed by but I recall they were from MHS lps. Handle was a prodigious composer. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Musical_Heritage_Society

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I can’t speak to the technical ability of classical musicians – thank God or I would probably enjoy less of it. I had friend, at one time, who was a concert pianist who couldn’t abide much of what he heard because he knew too much. The less I know the more I can enjoy.

I can trace my like of harp/flute back to – you guessed it – The Friendly Giant. Yes I know he play the recorder but that still planted the seed. For a sweet jazz flute/harp combo seek out Herbie Mann: Push Push – more about that when we get to M’s in my jazz collection.

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January 30, Thursday – guest spot -The Dildettes, 8 p.m., Buddies in Bad Times, 12 Alexander Street. https://www.facebook.com/events/234979810009039/

February 21, Friday – featuring – Racket at the Rocket: 7 p.m., Red Rocket Cafe, 1364 Danforth Ave. https://www.facebook.com/events/818441091515505/

stsml March 1, Saturday – attending – Toronto SpecFic Colloquium

Email_Header_Image_2014.1aa1067 June 6-8 – attending – Bloody Words

June 23-27 – attending – Manuscript to Book – Loyalist Summer Arts – Belleville https://www.loyalistbanner.com/PROD/cewkcrss.P_IndexPage

August 28-31 – attending – FanExpo Canada

samples

Soul

where to begin

before this moment

before the moment before this moment

hard to know as there

is no starting point

no ending point

like the sky the ocean

where does the Atlantic start

where does it become the Pacific

where does Canada

become USA

there is no

molecular structure alterations

when one name merges into the next

when one moment

becomes the next

when one life

becomes the next

hard to know where to begin

how to tell the difference

the subtle element

that pushes one on

to know where to begin

to know why to begin

and then how

because

there is no where

every where

any where

it becomes all one ocean

all one land

with invisible endless lines

demarking

where some government

deemed one thing becomes another

there was no skin to separate

no substance

hard to know where to end

when I run out of words

run out of steam

feel the seed is enough

that the vision

I hold of the seed

come to flower

is as good

as the actual seed come to flower

as seeds do

as flowers do

a cycle

which is the goal

the seed or the flower

the purpose of one

is all for the other

two ends of

the same ocean

casual empty endless calculations

deep within the seed

deep within the flower

deep with each of us

the hunger

the yearning

to flower

to escape being the seed

the body the seed pod

often not there to see the flower

of the seeds we’ve sown

the soul of discretion

that’s the mind of life

perhaps the flower is the

the memory we leave

when we go into the next phase

when we pass beyond the sea

to become the seed

to exit the skin

for the endless flower

ripple out from that point of time

the ripple spreads like petals

into the next sea

the next land mass

the almost unfathomable

escape of our tiny speck

the trial error that leads

to the moment

when we least expect it

we are merged with that one

shucked from the body pod

to go back into the world

there is no final

there is no place to begin

that’s why it’s so hard to know where to begin

with when I first drew a breath

or when my dad first drew his breath

when the sun first struck

the primordial ooze of the planet

to set of the sparks of being

of life of the oceans

all spiral ripple out

from that moment

to this one

an endless linked sequence

I’d call it a progression

but who know if this is really progress

because it so hard to know where to begin

when

progress has no end

purple

how does your garden grow 

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