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Zoo and Sniffles

Posted in Astrology, Music with tags , , , , , , , , on July 19, 2009 by sudhirastropoetica

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It’s sunday night. Was it really only Friday night that Lion Island played the Zoo? How amazing it is to be on a stage where i’ve seen people perform that I am seriously gobsmacked by. I am remembering Don Walker – my favourite Australian songwriter by a country mile. Who else writes stories like that? His solo stuff is peerless. Really it was so much fun to play. The sound was amazing. Nine of us, making one hell of a huge racket for a bunch of fiddlers and pluckers and thumpers and warblers. The crowd loved it – and I got a cold. The first tragedy of my just slightly post mid-life rock and roll lifestyle. Could be worse. Being sick is an opportunity to lie in bed and read. And talk into a tape recorder – doing an astrology reading. For far away people I do such things. It’s a daunting task. No-one there to interact with. Just a voice echoed by an empty room reverberating with whatever I do or don’t understand about the stars. Each time I tell the story of a Greek myth or rattle on about the psychology of essence, I am talking to myself. Engraving the message a little deeper into the copper plate of my soul. I’m editing some old songs as I write this. To what end I don’t know. Songs, gifts of the gods and the sweat glands. How come they become such treasured possessions? Like holding on to reflections on the surface of a lake. The creative process demands total emotional engagement. The message of Cancer, recurring again and again as the hypothetical sun weaves it’s way through the stars of the crab. The real sun is of course travelling through Gemini – but hey we won’t go there right now. Unless of course you want to…..

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All Music No Stars

Posted in Astrology, Music with tags , , , , , , , on July 9, 2009 by sudhirastropoetica

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I seem to be besotted with good alt-country music. I’ve got Lyle Lovett singing to me right now. Singing a collection of his favourite Texan songwriter’s songs. They carry something of the land in them. There’s definitely no dead dogs and not too many slamming doors as girlfriends storms free. A lot more sophisticated in a strangely simple way. There’s enough of a hint of ancient chinese and japanese poets in them to suggest that they are zen literate. Certainly Townes Van Zandt chooses his words in a strange and amazingly economic way. Seems like his life was a mess; but his songsmith skills are truly inspired. I remember reading that the great contemporary mystic Meher Baba once suggested that there were a few pearls in country music that were something like the pearls in Sufi literature. That made me prick my ears up. An authority on the subject that I definitely trust. There’s no way to access the true essence of creativity from one’s conditioning. All that we have learned can’t access what’s between the lines. It can give us the tools to craft silence into sound I guess – but not the inspiration. We had a great Lion Island rehearsal today. Played songs we had a good handle on – and went high. Even though we weren’t all there. Rhythm dancing. Melody flying. Wry smiles dancing around over the top of microphones. Light flickering in happy eyes. Nothing to do with stars at all.

Here’s a picture of the band

Posted in Astrology, Music with tags , , , on June 26, 2009 by sudhirastropoetica

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I just remembered that I had a photo of Lion Island. Wahooeee!