She Shall Have Music
Wherever she goes.
posted by jm at 2:56 AM
Friday, May 11, 2007
About Me
- Name: jm
I am a brilliant creation of the universe formed from the cosmic protoplasm sailing into eternity. I have two hands, two feet, a couple of great ears, and I'm clipping through life at a moderate pace; minding my p*s and q*s, crossing my t*s, dotting every i.
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33 Comments:
Where do you find these remarkable photos...? :o)
That was a rhetorical question, mind you. A good magician never reveals her secrets. ;o)
LOL, joe. This is the amazing thing. They are everywhere in full light. It just takes seeing them. It makes me think that the good things are not really hidden. They are all out here for us to partake of at will.
Bells on her toes, (rings on her fingers?)a delightful sound as the soles of the feet slap the earth.
Ah jm i thought of you today, over and over. I wished for your your low voice. I thought of the comments you have made about music - musicians the shrill squeals and other bizarre sounds that come from people who hope to entertain.
I am slowly calming myself after several hours of assault by the worst noises known to mankind at at decibel level i had not dreamed existed.
Perhaps that christian rock band felt it was their mission to atomize every cell of my unrepentant body. Must of been the Mars square my sun. i was rude. I put my fingers in my hears to lower the torture. I absolutely cannot remember being this rude in public before.
A charity benefit, a friend who needed some help and i, good friend said sure....we both hoped no one would say anything to us as we made our escape early for fear we would unleash some malevolence.
hooboy. You know that they sell CDs of this stuff?
HA HA HA HA HAH!!!!
I am slowly calming myself after several hours of assault by the worst noises known to mankind at at decibel level i had not dreamed existed.
I hear ya sis!
Perhaps that christian rock band felt it was their mission to atomize every cell of my unrepentant body
HA HA!! Again! LOL! You are really in fine fettle.
I absolutely cannot remember being this rude in public before.
That explains everything. I know Jesus will forgive us! It's either that or take it in and get sick.
I've given up on my original idea which was to get a machine gun and blow up all the speakers. The worst part is that the public takes it so obediently and it HURTS!!!!
What a joy to share this.
we made our escape early for fear we would unleash some malevolence.
I'm afraid the malevolence was already fully unleashed.
I wonder. This is one of the most spirited comments I've read in awhile. Says it all. Hilariously. Does it take this to get us motivated???
No, maybe not. We have to spend too much time in recovery.
I've given up on my original idea which was to get a machine gun and blow up all the speakers. The worst part is that the public takes it so obediently and it HURTS!!!!
Machine gun...do you think anyone would even notice over the noise?
And yes you are right, for me it did hurt. My hearing is very sensitive, i spend my days listening to bamboo speaking and birds. I was not prepared, tho possibly the only preparation would be 20 years of listening to rock in headphones cranked up to the max. Hearing loss...
HAHAHA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!! My sides!!!!!
Machine gun...do you think anyone would even notice over the noise?
Oh it's awful. For us, with the sensitivity on the surface, the response is immediate. But the others who aren't in touch, get the same thing. It interferes with all biorhythms, with every step the person takes, with the volume of speech in order to be heard. The cortisol from the attack, and a thousand other hormones released to deal with it.
The amazing thing I witness is how the "entertainment" is usually something they are trying to escape. Why in the world do they continue this? Why is repulsion the favored sensation? Why the punishment? I still hear that croak from last week in my head.
Karacroake. In the lounge at 9PM.
I'm totally confused. maybe you know.
The animals communicate all kinds of things through sounds with empty spaces and call and response. I've listened intently to the conversations the birds have that have a rhythm and pacing. Messages and meanings.
So why does man slam every sound in the book together and nothing can be distinctly heard. What is being communicated by this? No space. No time. It's as if a solitary sound is threatening in and of itself. Where are the spirits and what do they think? I know they're here always willing to be contacted.
Maybe as a musician, my job is to bring the people into conversation with them. Before they all go deaf!
hmmm, some poets pace their words with silence and breath. there is a sort of magic that happens, the words become often more sound than meaning, or at least the meaning becomes of secondary importance to the call and response with the audience (which is silence and breath and some sort of communion). Poetry slams are something else altogether.
LOL'ed at the thought of tseka and friend, fingers in ears, decidedly unrepentant.
Maybe your job is to translate the voices of spirits. I know of no other medium that touches my emotions as quickly and directly as music and song.
The cortisol from the attack, and a thousand other hormones released to deal with it.
That's right i forgot you have an interest in cortisol uptake factors... curiously, i overheard two women talking about how all women in our valley suffer from depleted adrenals from all the stress and then they went on to enumerate to each other their terribly overworked stressful lives. No where did i find in their list anything too terribly stressful.
The finger is pointing at the wrong culprits if you ask me and you just nailed one - this intrusive noise. TV the fear and anxiety generator, food that has been manufactured -guaranteed obesity, diabetes are others. They were both sucking down mega-sized sodas.
This was a "health" fair BTW.
The adrenal overload is somethin' isn't it?
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The spaces between. Oh jm! this is what i paint. I think about this all the time - the spaces between raindrops. The negative space gives form to the positive. On every level this seems so.
I had a Verdin, a very small brilliant yellow bird follow me into the house yesterday. I love these fellows particularly, they live in the Cat's claw outside my kitchen and flit around me when i'm outside, immeasurable joy. This fellow sat on my hand for a long time after i walked him back outside. Somehow it is losing "ourselves" to the spaces between that make moments like this happen - one-ness.
All the music and chanting means far less to me than the fullness of this silence which is not silence.
I confess to loving good old rock and roll, Springsteen, Seger, Mellencamp, Led Zepplin, Janis, Hendrix. Those were/are spirits! ;-)
some poets pace their words with silence and breath. there is a sort of magic that happens,
very, very true.
Ja sige and they were/ are also musicians. What i heard today was noise a difference.
A good friend, a rocker works out his songs on a violin...because it has the most range and the nicest voice says he.
doubtful he would ever play too loud for a space. He would want every word to penetrate your heart.
In all medium, the artist has a counterpart in the doing, there is a listener, a viewer who completes the piece. One senses a disdain for the receiver often in the Arts today. This is something i think about also.
LOL!!!!!!!!!!
A Health Fair!!!!!!!
So much here.
some poets pace their words with silence and breath.
The key. Silence creates anticiaption for the next sound. Absolutely necessary for greatness.
The adrenal women are hilarious!
Yes the overload. Cortisol is awful but it's only part of the stress package. It fries our conduits.
All the music and chanting means far less to me than the fullness of this silence which is not silence.
I am getting so much out of this moment of silence I asked for in my life, that I can't break it yet. I won't until I know it's the right time. One of the most precious passages so far.
the artist has a counterpart in the doing, there is a listener, a viewer who completes the piece. One senses a disdain for the receiver often in the Arts today. This is something i think about also.
Yes yes yes. I also think about this. The disdain. I want to say more on this. Very important.
I saw your piece, Fire and Ice, is it?, and tseka, it is so good. It's my favorite so far. I have a confession in a moment.
Fire and Ice.
When I looked at that painting I saw something I admired so much that I immediately thought, "I want to incorporate some of this into my music". Some of the patterning and love. I'm going to go back and study it some more and see if I can articulate what it is I identify with. The comlexity within that is so gracefully and fluidly presented, for one.
The breath is the soul of music. You can tell when you hear a sax for example that is sharp and without air compared to a breathy sound. The feeling. Gotta have breath.
Somehow it is losing "ourselves" to the spaces between that make moments like this happen - one-ness.
Yes.
When I looked at that painting I saw something I admired so much that I immediately thought, "I want to incorporate some of this into my music". Some of the patterning and love.
Oh my, thank you so much jm. this means a lot to me. More than you can imagine.
i sense an emergence of a new "movement". I am speaking with RC and my son a lot about what is rolling around in my mind.
I have been doing market research, most wealth is now in the hands of genXers did you know this? A shock. Their parents are dying like flies. My son call that age group (65-75) the HOAs (homeowner's association) who all want to appear just the same. They bought the allopathic solution + lots of alcohol with consequences it would appear.
So vast sums are being transfered to very young people who no longer have to work. They are turning up more and more in venues that i have been involved with for years. Trade mags for the art world promote them, it is very new and a very determined effort.
Yhere is solidarity among this group. In past times culture and wealth were never held by the same generation. This time there has been a real dedication to closing the doors on creativity.
Of course it can't be done.
But this is what has sent me looking into history lately. The 20-30 have a lot of parallels to the Arts to now.
What occurs to me is that we need to brand ourselves as a movement and promote it. Just as Dane Rudyar did-
My guess is that you have some sense of this movement too. It is not so much a "style" as the process of the artist, the integrity of the artist. i'm not expressing this very well. Some of us go the the "wilderness" a solitary journey, return, and the experience flows through us. We don't force just hone the skill to let it come, naturally.
More to come on this as it has just begun to take a shape. Your post of the renewal of the old jazz neighborhood is an aspect of what would host/ support this energy.
People are yearning for this connection and for an intimate, easy environment to experience Art. They are tired of being sold treated like they are not part of the equation except handing over money.
Tseka, I'm sure of it. The new movement. I am so excited about the young generation right now. I've been meeting with them at the galleries and they are are so aware. Artistically, politically and humanly. More wisdom than we had. They will do it for us with their youth and enthusiasm.
People are yearning for this connection and for an intimate, easy environment to experience Art.
There is absolutely no doubt. The saturation point has finally come with the other.
I mentioned the national attention out new Arts District is getting. The new jazz neighborhood is too, my sister heard about it in NY.
So I think it's time for the animal to arise and we can start by talking and planning. Getting our emotions geared. I know a whole new direction is ahead.
Your painting expresses great skill, care, time, knowledge, and pure love. I think this is what we need. The age old technical know-how mixed with the freeform thing of the Beats and Hippies. I am looking for skill to be revered again and presented in not always representational works. You fit the bill perfectly.
American art has always been prized for its innovation and we should be continuing that "tradition". In ways, I think the world is waiting to see what we'll do next after this squeeze.
Very interesting about the HOAs. Your son is so charming and bright it's almost impossible. So creative.
What occurs to me is that we need to brand ourselves as a movement and promote it. Just as Dane Rudyar did-
OMG yes. I think this is the creative class thing. Just calling it a class gives it political power. I can't describe the full extent of the energy around the new galleries, filled with the young, and of course, we old timers are hobbling along with them, trying to keep up!
I've got enthusiasm for the collective the first time in my life. I have a lot of ideas and maybe if we keep them going, we can come up with the logistics. An organized movement should be developing out of the protoplasm and need. Promotion is paramount. I'm good at that. I'd like to be part of this one. Sustained enthusiasm is one major key. I feel like it's time to get serious and organized after all the fun we've had these last years while there was nothing we could do. Soon there will be.
I think I have no choice but to go out and start to meet with them as soon as Mars goes into Aries. I hope there are no croakers. Please no coakers!
Exactly - dance too.
the new Martha Graham must be somewhere nearby.
Last gasp as Saturn goes over the Pluto in Leos? Trine Pluto in Sag + Jupiter we shall see. Elbow grease and a ton of creativity, looks good to me.
Consummerism is much more pervasive than in the past.
It is killing.
Just like our processed foods full of sugars and empty calories. If i see one more sweet painting with an "inspirational" saying around its perimeter it will be too soon.
Well my little brain is done for this day. The post concert jitters have mostly abated. Thanks for keeping the kettle boiling.
I know of no one who could give voice to this movement, promote it better than you.
You already began- the mission statement of jazzrap cafe....
So glad the jitters are gone! The kettle will remain on the burner indefinitely.
Good night, my dear Honey Bun. Empty calories, you are not.
You already began- the mission statement of jazzrap cafe....
Yeeeeayyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!
Omigod. It's real and just what I dreamed. We're on, baby!
The negative space gives form to the positive.
That's where the harmonics are. The biggest part of music.
A realization! by transfering the scraps to digital, and buying a Wacom, perhaps this is a bigger change than I thought. I will keep all the scriblings and drawings and paintings, but I'm gearing to create with this one tool, this laptop. For instance, all dreams and morning pages are now recorded via keyboard, instead of pen.
Was this organic? How could i have not noticed this before?! A transition. Another threshold.
As others have said, what I enjoy about JR and RU are the juxtopositions of JM's thoughts and the images she chooses.
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