The Promise - Michael Nyman;pause player

there is a scene in the THE PIANO, where she is reunited with her beloved instrument and her daughter dances on the beach -- that was my relationship with music -- it moved me to dance in all my innocence and love and an unutterable expression of being

Burns Night

Here's a bottle and an honest friend!

What wad ye wish for mair, man?

Wha kens, before his life may end,

What his share may be o' care, man?

Then catch the moments as they fly,

And use them as ye ought, man:

Believe me, happiness is shy,

And comes not aye when sought, man

Robert Burns

Chimes of Freedom

Available January 24, through Amnesty International
http://www.amnestyusa.org/about-us/music-and-the-arts/chimes-of-freedom

a moment of Swan Songs

This last year has brought transition to so many of the dear ones in my life.
Betho and her Maia Quartet have moved beyond each other, celebrating their last concert in November.
Christopher retired from Pilobolus and is settling down into family life.  Which is funny for a guy who has spent so much time mid-air.
Nic is celebrating partnership and fruition of her first writing endeavor, without a net, no longer a student.

Seems to me, celebration is in order for the amazing things that have come into my life through these beautiful people, now redefining themselves as artists and humans.

Going Home, Leonard Cohen

I love to speak with Leonard

He’s a sportsman and a shepherd

He’s a lazy bastard

Living in a suit

But he does say what I tell him

Even though it isn’t welcome

He will never have the freedom

To refuse

He will speak these words of wisdom

Like a sage, a man of vision

Though he knows he’s really nothing

But the brief elaboration of a tube

Going home

Without my sorrow

Going home

Sometime tomorrow

To where it’s better

Than before

Going home

Without my burden

Going home

Behind the curtain

Going home

Without the costume

That I wore

He wants to write a love song

An anthem of forgiving

A manual for living with defeat

A cry above the suffering

A sacrifice recovering

But that isn’t what I want him to complete

I want to make him certain

That he doesn’t have a burden

That he doesn’t need a vision

That he only has permission

To do my instant bidding

That is to SAY what I have told him

To repeat

Going home

Without my sorrow

Going home

Sometime tomorrow

Going home

To where it’s better

Than before

Going home

Without my burden

Going home

Behind the curtain

Going home

Without the costume

That I wore

I love to speak with Leonard

He’s a sportsman and a shepherd

He’s a lazy bastard

Living in a suit

Samson's power remains untouched

well done you!

day 1

Wi-wanyang-wa-c'i-pi

baby

forever young

don't be fooled

He's a white hot ball of canine terror

Just ask him

”The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by perfect men."


George Elliot

Epiphany

London Fireworks on New Year's Day 2012 - New Year Live - BBC One