Pat Blythe – More Cowbell…..and moosic too!

Weather update…..sort of. Snow tires on. Check. Bag o’salt and snow shovel on the front porch. Check. Pots emptied of dirt and herbs harvested. Mostly. Backyard raked and tidied (three times). Check. Scrapers, shovel and snow brushes in the vehicle. Check. Boiler and heating system services. Check. I’m as ready as I’ll ever be to greet old man winter. It’s November and anything is possible. Snow is predicted for this week and even though, technically, it’s autumn until December 21, (winter solstice) I get this not so warm and fuzzy feeling those Colorado lows are getting lower and lower. Winter is going to be knocking on our doors sooner rather than later.

Roxanne Tellier On Lies, Trust, and an Omelette Bar

When I first starting writing my December 2nd column on the evils of lying, I started from a stance that lying was, as a rule, relatively harmless. But by the time I was winding up my research, I had a whole new perspective.

“Lying” sounds like something we teach kids not to do, because it’s kid stuff, not all that important, little white lies from little kids to save them from a ‘whupping.’

Pat Blythe – ON THE ROAD: With ONES, In England, At the London Bluesfest Finale…and Music!

Guess what? I have to write a column today. It’s supposed to post tomorrow (Wednesday). I should have it done today but……. I don’t have writer’s block. In fact, I have far too much to write about. All kinds of music and such I’d like to share. Events past, just happened and future. Problem is, it doesn’t in fit in a single piece. This is not a “one size fits all”, the old 500 words or less…. Nope, I’m beginning to feel like the late, great, Frank Gutch Jr. I don’t think anything less that 5,000 words could pour out of his brain. I think he got up to 13,000 at one point. I’m neither that verbose or knowledgeable but we did share a deep passion for music and for sharing it. I fear it’s gonna be a very, very, very late night…………………….

Roxanne Tellier: Music- Like A Prayer

 

In Montreal in the sixties, growing up in a Catholic family, we were always encouraged to use our talents in religious gatherings. Even my Aunt Pat, blissfully unaware that she was tone-deaf, would raise her voice loudly and proudly in song.  I sang at mass, first in Latin as the organ wheezed, and later in folk masses, where the guitar was the instrument of choice.

Pat Blythe – Women & Songs — Part Two

Radio – Same Ol’ Same Ol’

I don’t listen to the radio much these days…okay….sometimes when I’m driving but that’s mostly for road and weather reports. Music….not so much. What music I do hear is the rotation of the same songs or the same tired formula over and over and over…. I will admit I tune into Q107 but that’s more for the DJ banter and the stories than the music. ….and the commercials, on any station,  send me over the edge!

Roxanne Tellier It Was What It Was – But More

Yeah, yeah, it’s been a week since the Saturday Night Live (SNL) special, and Bob’s given his views on the pros and cons. But I’m still thinking about what the show meant to me, in its heyday, and occasionally, since.

Segarini: The Saturday Night Live 40th Anniversary – Celebrating about 10 years of good, solid, comedy….

The thing about Saturday Night Live (hereafter referred to in this column as ‘SNL’) is the one truism that has always rendered it an often wince-inducing short bus cousin to SCTV, is the fact that they never understood the problem with taking something that was funny for 30 seconds and turning it into a 3 minute sketch.

…which is why the show I struggled through last Sunday night was much better when I edited it down to the actual funny parts and shining musical moments…a rousing 25 minutes of fairly entertaining TV.

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Doug Thompson: “THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED”

                                                                                 

The recent passing of Paul Revere of Paul Revere and Raiders is another in an extremely long line of musical celebrity deaths.  There have been much bigger names who died in the past few months – Joan Rivers and Robin Williams deaths reverberated around the globe – probably because they both brought so much laughter to the world.  I’m in the first wave of Baby Boomers, so Lauren Bacall’s death, though sad, didn’t resonate as much personally.  James Garner’s passing did.  I used to watch him faithfully every week on “Maverick” when I was growing up and later “The Rockford Files” was must-see TV for me.

But there are three deaths that occurred during the past couple of months that touched me in a way I hadn’t expected.

Roxanne Tellier – Agree to Disagree

I am incredibly blessed to work with a crew of likeminded, intelligent, non-biased writers at DBAWIS. We support and cross reference each other because we respect what each of us brings to the blog table, whether or not we agree.