Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Thursday, July 18, 2019
Meeting folks
I met these folks from the television show Pitbulls And Parolees a while back. Good people doing good things.
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
Eva Holbrook
My interview with the amazing Eva Holbrook.
How old were you when you stared singing and playing mandolin?
I was 10 when I started playing Mandolin, and 16 when I started singing.
Which artists inspired you when you were starting out, and still inspires you today?
Chris Thile was a big inspiration, my dad used to buy his music books and lesson dvds to cheer me along each birthday. I really enjoyed those. Imogen Heap and Enya were my singing heroes. I’ve always had a soft voice and they made that seem like a magic power.
If it were possible and you could cover any song with the original artist singing along with you, what would it be?
Going to California with Robert Plant, Jimmy Page, and John Paul Jones.
Could you tell the reader about the band SHEL you are a part of with your sisters?
The sisterhood itself was founded in 1993 when our youngest sister Liza was born. The band was founded in 2001. It’s a joy to be a part of both.
I love the song by SHEL "Lost At Sea." Could you tell us about filming the video and your time in Belfast?
Belfast felt like coming home. Filming at the Dunluce Castle was a dream, though we almost got stranded by the tide coming in, which lead to me climbing a cliff wall barefoot in a large torn up wedding gown.
What have you been working on lately and what would you like the reader to check out?
We’re hard at work on the next SHEL album which is very exciting, you can check out our Instagram to hear how it’s coming along. We’ve just finished filming a music video for our upcoming single in Vrindavan India to help raise awareness for the plight of widows in that area. I’m dabbling in a bit of traditional folk and Irish music as I prepare to launch a solo project called Lady Moon. SHEL’s album should be out sometime this summer, and Lady Moon will debut in 2020.
Labels:
Art,
Belfast,
Chris Thile,
Europe,
Eva Holbrook,
France,
Germany,
Ireland,
Japan,
London,
Mandolin,
Music,
Music Interview,
NYC,
Scotland,
Shel,
Spain
Saturday, March 2, 2019
Joan Jett's Guitar
Labels:
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Europe,
France,
Guitar,
Ireland,
Italy,
Japan,
Jason E. Hodges,
Jason E. Hodges Art,
Joan Jett,
Joan Jett's Guitar,
London,
Music,
Painting,
Punk Rock Art,
Rock,
Scotland,
Spain,
Sweden
Sunday, February 17, 2019
Sunday, December 16, 2018
Dani Wilde
Joan Jett once said, “My guitar
is not a thing. It is an extension of myself. It is who I am.” It’s easy to see
and hear this in Dani Wilde’s music. The feeling in her voice along with her emotion-filled
guitar playing is a breath of fresh air in the music world today. She’s opened
for Johnny Winter, Foreigner, Journey, and has collaborated with Samantha Fish.
Dani Wilde is a powerhouse in the Blues world today. She is one of my favorite
musicians and someone I believe is making an impact in the art of the Blues.
This is Dani Wilde
Have you always been drawn to The Blues as a musician?
Yes,
although I love all music. I was born in the mid 80s and so pop artists like
Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston really inspired me to become a singer. I
also love country music and Americana- artists like Lyle Lovett and Patty
Griffin. And I really love soul music and Motown- Al Green, Smokie Robinson
etc. But I was brought up being taken to lots of blues gigs and festivals. I
heard lots of John Lee Hooker and Howling Wolf and Muddy Waters on my dad's
hifi at home. When I saw Susan Tedeschi and Sue Foley performing live in the
early 2000's I knew that was what I wanted to do. By 2007 I had signed to Ruf Records
and was on the same label as some of my heroes Sue Foley, and Eric Bibb.
I’ve noticed many of the guitar
players from England don’t use a pick when they play. Starting out, was it a
cultural thing for you to play this way or were you looking for a warmer sound
that fingerpicking gives you?
Neither,
when I was 11, I picked up my brother's acoustic guitar and started to figure
out chords and songs. I didn't aspire to be a great guitarist. I wanted to
accompany myself singing my favourite songs and to be a songwriter. I started
out playing solo gigs in local pubs when I was 13 playing mostly originals and
Bob Dylan covers. There were no plectrums in my house nor any other musicians
to offer me one, and so I played with fingers and my own style developed. When
I was 15 I met bluesman Louisiana Red who also played finger style guitar and
he encouraged me to keep playing like this and taught me a thing or two. When I
gigged with Girls with guitars, I used a pick occasionally, and when playing
back up guitar on Samantha's songs which requires a harder and more heavy rock
tone than my own material :)
If it were possible and you could
cover any song with the original artist singing along with you, what would it
be?
This is such
a hard question to answer. In regards to living artists, I would love to work
with Van Morrison. I love all of his songs. I play "It stoned me" in
my love set. I’d love to sing Tupelo Honey with him. I would've loved to have
performed with John Lee Hooker when he was alive... Boom boom boom or Dimples.
I love everything about John Lee.
I read you opened for Johnny Winter. I
saw him play in 1994 and he put on a flawless performance. How was it to meet
and open for such a legend in the Blues world?
It was a
dream come true. It was at BB Kings club in Times Square NYC. It meant a lot to
me. A week after that show I bumped into Johnny and his band again at a
festival in Spain and we opened for them again. They were kind to me… really
down to earth yet super talented guys.
Could you tell us a little about your
humanitarian work?
Yes, I have
visited Kenya many times and have been deeply saddened by the horiffic poverty
that children have to endure in the slum communities. On my trips I worked with
a wonderful charity called Moving Mountains to build classrooms and provide
education and protection for the most vulnerable and poor children. I also
fundraise to help Toto Love Orphanage in Embu Kenya. The orphans there have
HIV. Some of the kids appear healthy and are doing well in school. Others are
clearly very sick. The money we raise at my concerts helps to provide
medicine and to cover hospital fees and food for the children. Ruth Ndwiga who
runs the orphanage is a wonderful lady who works so hard to keep the orphans
safe and loved.
What have you
been working on lately, and what would you like for the reader to check out?
I have an
album out entitled Live At Brighton Road which was released on Vizztone
Records. The album is half electric and half acoustic showcasing the two sides
of my music. It can be bought on vinyl and Cd/Dvd. My friend, filmmaker Philip
James shot a beautiful video of our live in the studio performances and a video
interview with me to accompany the audio recordings. I've recently been on tour
in Europe promoting the record. I'm a mum now. I have a beautiful little girl
called Poppy, and I took her out on the road with me. It was fantastic
fun.
I also have
a new single out. A cover of Joni Mitchell's Case of You recorded with my
brother Will Wilde on harp. Will and I tour as an acoustic duo called The
Wilde's when we are not touring separately with our electric bands. You can
find the music video on YouTube.
Labels:
Blues,
Blues Guitar,
Blues Music,
Dani Wilde,
Europe,
France,
Germany,
Guitarist,
Japan,
Joan Jett,
Johnny Winter,
Joni Mitchell,
London,
Music,
Samantha Fish,
Singer,
The Blues,
Will Wilde
Saturday, December 15, 2018
Chloe Feoranzo
Along with an incredible voice, Chloe Feoranzo plays the
clarinet and saxophone. She pulls you back in time with her music. As you
listen you’ll feel like you’re sitting in a 1920s speakeasy enjoying a night on
the town. She’s put hard work and dedication into her craft and it shows. Every
note, whether voice or instrument, shines bright in her performance. Truly a
modern-day link to the past, yet a gem in our musical present.
Chloe studied under Jazz great Charles McPherson. A
friend of mine’s father, Mario Rivera was also a Jazz great. He played with
Tito Puente for many years. He recorded an album with Dizzy Gillespie, Afro
Cuban Jazz Moods in 1975. Over the years, I’ve enjoyed hearing stories from
my friend Mario about his father and that magical time gone by. Chloe’s music is reflective of this
era.
Music from the past is always a treat to look back on and
take in. All of its emotion captured in the recordings of the musicians from
years ago. But there’s something special when you see the past alive and well
here in present day. Chloe Feoranzo is that present day musician making a
lasting mark on the Jazz world.
This is Chloe Feoranzo.
What have you been working on lately and what would you like for the reader to check out?
I have an all women traditional jazz group called the Shake 'Em Up Jazz Band that is based in New Orleans, also where I currently live. Our newest album called 'A Women's Place Is In The Groove' is an album dedicated to women composers of the 1920s-30s. We have done a couple overseas tours and various festivals around the country. You can find more about the band on our Facebook page ( https://www.facebook.com/ShakeEmUpJazzBand/) and at our website(www.shakeemupjazzband.com) I really love these ladies and the way we make music and hope your listeners enjoy us too!
Labels:
Billie Holiday,
Charles McPherson,
Chloe Feoranzo,
David Letterman,
Dizzy Gillespie,
Europe,
France,
Germany,
Jazz,
Jazz Music,
London,
Mario Rivera,
Music,
Paul Shaffer,
Shake 'Em Up Jazz Band
Sunday, November 18, 2018
Sunday, November 11, 2018
Monday, October 8, 2018
Colleen Rennison
Colleen Rennison is a singer,
songwriter, and actress. She’s worked in films with Bruce Willis, Michelle
Pfeiffer, Minnie Driver, Tom Arnold, Rachael Leigh Cook, Kathleen Turner, Mila
Kunis, and many more. None of this I knew when I first heard her voice. A voice
that is simply stunning.
I stumbled across Colleen on YouTube.
Her band “No Sinner” was under recommendations. My first thought was, what a
cool name. I found out later it’s her last name “Rennison” spelled backwards. I
clicked the video and the music began. Within the first few notes I could hear
those Delta Blues, muddy and smeared with life dripping from the guitarist’s
amplifier. Then came Colleen’s voice soulful, strong, and raw with emotion.
I sat watching song after song, blown
away at the sound of an old soul singing in this almost forgotten style. I say
almost, because in our overstimulated world flooded with perfectly polished
music, real talent is hard to find. So when you run across someone of Colleen’s
caliber you instantly take notice.
The next morning waiting to clock in
for work I looked her up on the web. I followed her and within a few hours she
followed me back. A few weeks passed and I decided to reach out and see if she
would do an interview. The next day she wrote back and agreed.
So this is Colleen Rennison.
Have you always been drawn to the
blues as a musician?
I think so, I’ve always been drawn to
anything with soul and pain... I’d say the blues has a lot of that.
When writing lyrics do you pull
from journal entries or is writing songs a more spontaneous action for you?
I definitely go back into old journals
if I manage to keep my hands on them. Sometimes it’s painful but it’s worth it.
When you’re in the throes of a feeling you might not be in the position to sit
down and write a song about it, but to jot down something is key, even if it
doesn’t seem significant at the time it can be very valuable in the future when
you have time to reflect and write.
Which artists inspired you when
you were starting out, and still inspires you today?
I listened to a lot of Etta James,
Aretha, Martha Reeves, Nina Simone... still do. My musical tastes have expanded
slightly but never really changed.
I noticed you ride a motorcycle.
What kind do you have, and how long have you been riding?
I’ve been riding for about 3 years
now, taught myself after a bad breakup and I moved to Saskatoon. Haven’t looked
back since.
While riding your bike and
enjoying the open road do lyrics or lines for songs come to you?
I started riding to clear my head, but
turns out it just spins in circles like your wheels. When I’ve got nothing but
my thoughts sometimes they’ll start to sound like a song and end up writing
themselves into one.
What
have you been working on lately in music or film that you would like the reader
to check out?
I just came back to Vancouver from
Austin for The Vancouver International Film Festival (VIFF) where a film I was
in called “Kingsway” showed. It’s a dark comedy about a dysfunctional family
where I play Lori, a pregnant singer who rides a motorcycle (the only real
stretch was on my T-shirt for that one). I wrote a few songs that made it into
the film, and I’m hoping to flesh them out into an EP soon. Also, Colin James
just released his new album and I’ve got some backup vocals on it. You should
check it out! It’s a great album!
Labels:
Actress,
Canada,
Colleen Rennison,
Europe,
France,
Germany,
Ireland,
Italy,
Japan,
London,
Motorcycle,
Movies,
No Sinner,
Scotland,
Singer,
Soul,
The Blues,
The Netherlands
Wednesday, August 1, 2018
Behind The Axe
My father
Gave me my first axe
When I was 8 years of age
39 years later
It’s my go to tool
I’ve honed my skills behind the axe
And
Honed its blade!!!
Its weight
Its length
Its handle
Which soaks in my sweat
And
Sometimes my blood
Becomes a part of me
And me of it!!!
A symphony of
Cutting, slicing, and chopping
Me, the conductor
It, the instrument
The Axe and Cutting Mattock
Have been in my hands
My father’s hands
His father’s hands
His father’s, father’s hands
So on and so forth
All the way back to Ireland, Scotland, and Wales
Back to Scandinavia and The Vikings
The axe is deeply rooted in my blood
My DNA
Everything that is me
When it comes to working outdoors
One day
When I’m old
And my hands too feeble
Too crippled
To hold my axe
I’ll look back on the lands I’ve shaped
The dirt I’ve churned
The trees I’ve fallen
And remember
My days
Behind the axe
Monday, May 28, 2018
Open Letter to Brandon Graham
Time slips by or maybe
I’m slipping as time goes by me?
Not every day is a drag
But it seems the ones
That involve passing by the TV
When the news is on
Can really bring me down
I’d much rather walk outside
Stroll down the path with my friends
of the woods
Like a raccoon named Sugar
She’s so large
So big
I believe from
Eating out of the ice cream store’s
dumpster
Down the street from my home
She waddles from the weeds and peers
at me with
Dark curious eyes
Then slowly makes her way back into
the brush
There’s also a deer I’ve named Brownie
Her husband Buck Owens and their child
Jane Fawn-Da
Also come to say hello
A turkey named Loner
For
He is always alone
And a rabbit named Tag
For
It runs to me then back away
Then back to me then away it runs
They all seem to be so much more
entertaining
Than anything on the tube…
And Brandon
I still wonder how your writing is
going from time to time?
I wonder about all of my friends
Who practice the craft of words
Along with my own thoughts of what
next to write?
Lizzy Worth is still doing her thing
above us
In that far away land called Canada
I’m sure she still scribbles words
Her cat Plumb
Most likely meowing in circles around
her
As she pulls words from the air like
magic
And arranges them on paper
Illian Rain is up there too
Her cat’s named Leroy
I’m sure he meows
I’m just not sure how much it affects
her writing
Whatever the case
Illian and Lizzy are such strong
voices
From the land of Canada
And Brandon
I still talk to Lizzie Woodham from
across the sea
Emailing words through wires way over
there
She’s patient with me and my questions
About her writing
About the places and things that make
up Europe
From Scottish Snow Flakes
To
The Irish Sea
To
The smells and sounds of the streets
of Soho
But most of all she listens to me and
my wandering mind
What a friend I have in her!!!
And Brandon
Mallory Smart is still out there
somewhere
The windy city I believe
Or maybe the city of wind?
She loves coffee, you know?
She writes and publishes
Publishes and writes
Words swirl around her mind
Like a cyclone
At least that’s what I believe they
do!
When I met Mallory
Another person that loves “The Beats”
It gave me hope for the future
And Brandon
I still think of your encounter with
Burroughs
It still makes me smile
And Brandon
I still wonder if we, us, and our
friends in writing
Will ever have a name associated with
our work?
With our lives?
Like “The Beats” or “The Lost
Generation”
I’ve pondered this question for years?
So, I will now take it upon myself to
name us
“The Holding Generation”
There! I’ve coined it!!!
For
I feel we are holding onto hope
Holding onto anything
That tomorrow will be better than
today
That moms and dads will be able to
hold
Their children after a day at school
That the kids will carry books
Instead of bulletproof jackets
Holding onto the thought
That maybe just maybe
People will stop killing each other
Holding onto the idea that society
Will somehow someway get their act
together…
But most of all
Holding on
While we continue to write and create
art
That’s all I can do anymore
Labels:
American poetry,
Brandon Graham,
Canadian poetry,
Elizabeth Woodham,
Europe,
France,
Germany,
Illian Rain,
Ireland,
Italy,
Jason E. Hodges,
Liz Worth,
London,
Mallory Smart,
Scotland,
The Holding Generation,
Writer
Sunday, May 20, 2018
Brianna Belladonna
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Ireland,
Italy,
Jason E. Hodges Art,
London,
Punk Rock,
Scotland,
sideshow,
Sword swallower,
Sword swallowing
Saturday, May 5, 2018
Brody Dalle
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Art,
Brody Dalle,
Europe,
France,
Germany,
Ireland,
Italy,
Jason E. Hodges,
LA,
London,
Music,
NYC,
Punk,
Punk Rock,
Punk Rock Art,
Scotland,
The Distillers,
The Distillers 2018,
The Netherlands
Sunday, April 22, 2018
Riverview
Between Belbedere and Clyed
The last days of his youth
Were coming to an end
He was born into a world of
hard labor
The plow, the axe, and the crosscut
saw
Were the tools by which
His family carved out a living
They migrated wherever
The next income could be made
From
The North Florida farmlands of
Hilliard
To the snake-infested
waterways
Of the Okefenokee Swamp
Cutting timber and growing
crops
Were their way of life
Yet
Life was also lived
On the mean streets of North
Jacksonville
Riverview
Was where you went
When all other options were gone
His father grew up on these
Same streets delivering
turpentine
From the forest surrounding
the city
At the age of 14 in 1906
He would gear up mules
And make the journey alone
On a wagon
His overalls stained with
sticky pinesap
With tobacco
With sweat
With dirt!
Now his son
Was following his father’s
footsteps
Yet
Work was not all that thrived
in Riverview!
On the north side
When the sun went down
With his hair slicked back
And
His blue eyes sparkling in the
streetlights
This young man
Would slip into the night
With his brothers and friends
Going from honky tonks to juke
joints
Anywhere a good time could be
had!
Because
When you were a child of The
Great Depression
And
Had seen times so hard
Your parents boiled the seed
For planting that year’s crop
To feed your brothers and
sister
To feed you!
Any happiness even if through
recklessness
Was excepted
But
His way of living
On the edge of existences
Was drifting away
Drifting toward a domestic
life
Of a father
Of my father
And
On a Sunday afternoon in 1952
One last ride was taken
He and his Harley 74
With its
Suicide shift jutting upwards
Its 1200 CC motor winding out
The wind stinging his face
As he blasted through
Florida’s highway heat waves,
and humidity
He hit the Main Street Bridge
On the north side of the city
At 100mph
Crossing over
From one life to another
From Harleys to house
mortgages
From ‘42 Ford coupes
To station wagons
He would raise his kids
With only stories of the life
he left behind
But the promise
That our lives
Would be better than the one
he had lived!
The sun set on his wild ways
But rose every day for us
In the figure of our father!
Now
His 82-year-old hands wrinkled
and scared
Point here and there in the
horizon
Telling me stories
About the places and people
That once were alive!
Yet he can’t find any trace
Of the world that surrounded
his childhood
But the world he created for
us will live on
For generations to come
All made by a man who was born
into nothing
But was able to give us
everything
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