Archive for August, 2010

Too Darn Hot …

Posted by on Aug 09 2010 | Songtaneous

It’s too darn hot to write a blog post.

So, let’s watch a video instead. (Preferably somewhere air conditioned *smile*).

Below is interesting talk about the importance of “Why vs. What.”

“People don’t buy what you do, they buy why you do it. The goal is not to do business with everybody who needs what you have. The goal is to do business with people who believe what you believe.”

“The ‘what’ simply serves as the proof of what you believe.”

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Food for Thought (#58)

Posted by on Aug 06 2010 | Food For Thought

“There are two ways to spread light;
to be the candle, or the mirror that reflects it.”
– Edith Wharton

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Singing in Circles

Posted by on Aug 02 2010 | Reviews and Recollections, Songtaneous

Poster board I made for the May performances of As The Rhythm ChangesThis past Saturday, I was part of a workshop and performance of “As the Rhythm Changes” by Mankwe Ndosi. This weekend was part of a powerful singing summer for me. I’m a little dumbfounded by the diversity of experiences I’ve had in one short month.

I met Mankwe, Libby, Alejandra, Kenna (and her children) in St. Paul to caravan to the venue, DreamAcres farm in Wykoff, MN. DreamAcres is an organic farm and arts venue / flourish arts camp run by Evie Barr and Todd Juzwiak. They host art camps for children and adults throughout the summer, as well as weekly pizza/movie nights on Fridays. (I can highly recommend the pizza, including a gluten-free version, which they served as part of our potluck dinner. *smile*)

It was sticky and muggy when we left the Cities, but by the time we reached DreamAcres, the clouds had cleared and the sun was out. The farm was green, lush and spacious. Another beautiful, natural space to sing into. I shook my head in amazement at how singing had once again let me travel to a new and beautiful space where I would make fleeting, yet deep, connections.

Arriving at DreamAcres - Kenna, Alejandra, Mankwe in front of the barn theater.

The kitchen at DreamAcres.

And, speaking of connections, there was the joy and discovery of reconnecting with the powerful “Rhythm” singers. We arrived early afternoon and spent a little bit of time exploring the space and meeting the owners (Evie and Todd) and the farm animals, including Shamrock (the dog), four horses, two goats, Hercules (the ox) and numerous chickens.

I had a slightly nerve-wracking, but stirring experience meeting Santiago the horse who walked straight up to me and brushed his head against my shoulder. (Evie quickly joined us to make sure none of us would be nipped or stepped on by her equine friends.)

Mankwe, Kenna, Libby, Alejandra and I convened at 4:30 to find our way back to our “river,” as Libby described it. I found myself pleased to be standing once more in a circle of singers. A circle that felt different from, yet in many ways the same as, the circle of singers I left in Italy at the beginning of July.

We revisited the themes and movements of the piece “Soil, Root, Devotion Seed” which would be part of the evenings performance. Alejandra worked with us to expand and develop the motifs from our work on the piece in May.

At 5:30, members of the Wykoff community joined us for an hour-long workshop. We played, sang and shared stories about family, carrots, soil, seed, roots and devotion.

A drawing by Kenna from the workshop

At 7:30, after our potluck dinner with our workshop attendees and audience members, we began the performance.

The chalkboard offering the options for Pizza night at DreamAcres.

Lots of language for me in this performance. Almost more stories than music, it seemed. It began when Mankwe introduced me and included the fact that I had just returned from Italy. Suddenly, it seemed imperative to connect the circle in which I was standing currently to the other circles in which I’ve stood in the last month, year, etc.

I felt a powerful recognition that I am a point on a circle, and through me, circles connect and intersect. Through the singing, Italy comes to Wykoff and Wykoff will go to Europe when I return there in December. That each of us intersects and connects with so many circles.

Evie, me, Kenna, Libby, Mankwe & Alejandra

Evie, me, Kenna, Libby, Mankwe & Alejandra

We departed after dark, loaded with the well wishes of our audience and tomatoes, cucumbers and squashes from the DreamAcres farm.

I sang all the way home.

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