“IT’S A DIVINE FEMININE ENERGY THAT SHOULD BE RESPECTED”: CANADIAN MIDDLE EASTERN DANCER BADIA STAR, WHO ONCE INDEED WAS A STAR IN CAIRO -AND ALWAYS A SPIRITUAL BRENDA BELL- IS NOW DIRECTOR OF THE INNOVATIVE “BRENDA BELL WELLNESS”

James Strecker: You do and have done so much in your life so, before we talk about all the parts that make up Brenda Bell Wellness –and Brenda Bell herself- please tell us about your fascinating life as a Middle Eastern dancer. How did someone who used to hang around Rochdale end up as a starring dancer in a posh Cairo hotel?

Brenda Bell: I had been introduced to the dance by attending a class during a trip to Maui, Hawaii of all places! The music was so rhythmic, the movements were so entrancing and it excited my existing passion for anything eastern. I believe it struck a karmic chord deep within in my subconscious mind.

“In 1976 or ’77 I was living in Vancouver B.C. and was walking down Broadway and passed a Greek restaurant where a belly dance event was going on. I stood in the doorway to watch a gala evening showcasing several professional local dancers. It was my very first time seeing professional belly dancing and I was thrilled
“I set off to take lessons with as many good local dancers as I could find, practicing for at least two hours every day. I was determined, and seemed to be pushed by this uncontrollable karmic force. My last teacher in Vancouver was the well-known Farideh. After six months of passionate practice, I started to perform in local Greek restaurants, likely stepping on the toes of local dancers. I feel sorry about that.

“But soon I was off to London, England. I found myself dancing at a Greek bouzouki club called Cleopatra, and then running off afterwards to the more prestigious Arab night clubs to study the Egyptian dancers. I ended up auditioning at the famous Il Nile Club.

“Just imagine, I was a young hippie dancer from B.C. Canada sporting an Afghani dress and arms full of silver bangles in a big, fancy, over-the-top night club full of wealthy gulf Arabs wearing long white thobs. There was an elaborately lit, raised stage with a full Egyptian orchestra, and the program consisted of at least four solo dancers, two singers, and a comedian. The program went on until the wee hours of the morning. Dancers wearing elaborate long evening gowns while sitting with the patrons between shows, when performing they donned racy costumes that exposed more than my modest full skirts and harem pants. They had sequins and rhinestones instead of tinkling little coins and chains. I became disillusioned, and declined the offer to stay and work because I was intimidated by the reality of the Arab clubs. Many dancers had a second job.

”I went back to Vancouver, but could not find the cultural stimulation nor the live music I craved. Once you’ve heard the nai (Arab flute) live, it creeps under your skin and you can’t forget that feeling, not to mention one, two or three tablas and other percussion instruments coming together to make your heart race in a way that nothing else can. So I moved to Montreal, and started dancing with live bands in Arabic clubs, weddings and private parties, even dancing in a feature film being made there at the time called “Your Ticket is No Longer Valid” starring Richard Harris.

“I made some good money and was invited by some Moroccan friends to Morocco. In Morocco I was introduced to a woman named Mania, who owned a nightclub and restaurant in Agadir. I danced there for a couple of months. It was a wonderful experience, as I was keen to learn about Moroccan folkloric dancing. I travelled all over Morocco and soaked it all in.

“Returning to Canada, I moved to Toronto, where I started dancing in a small place named Cleopatra! There were musicians and I believe that is where you first saw me perform. I was quickly in demand for concerts for visiting Arab singers, local and out of town weddings, cultural events and festivals. I also did many television appearances. I was teaching regular dance classes and have taught many women who went on to become successful performers and teachers.

Eventually, Egyptian friends encouraged me to go and dance in Egypt, and in 1982 I did, staying as a guest of their families in Cairo until I found myself a job. The Egyptian music and dance styles had become my favourite.

JS: Cairo must have been a quite a cultural leap for you, so I wonder what adjustments you had to make to survive and thrive.

BB: I didn’t find Cairo to be a major cultural impact on me because I already had quite a bit of experience in previous years from travelling and working with people of different middle eastern cultures. I was familiar with the varied traditions, customs, music, food, dress, language, dance, film stars and performing artists.

Professionally, I had to change my performance presentation. I had to give the Egyptians what they wanted to see. I dropped the ethnic looking costumes and became more glamorous and I couldn’t do my floor work unless I had a candelabra on my head.

Personally, I had to adjust to limited freedom of independence. As a woman, I had always to be escorted by someone. I had a relative freedom in the ability to take private taxi service that would wait for me while shopping and then return me to my home. Of course, I paid for this service, and it was well worth it because my alternative would be to share a taxi picking people up like a bus if they happened to be going the same route. It could get very crammed in a Fiat on a sweltering hot day with no AC, especially if these were Egyptian men smelling of fresh garlic! Then there was the city bus. Just imagine the previous description amplified by fifty and throw a few women in and they all have to bear the occasional grab when there is standing room only.

I have many stories about infringement of my privacy, even when working and having to view what should be private in public places. This type of behaviour made me nervous, paranoid and depressed.

JS: You have always been a spiritual person, it is obvious, and I wonder how you, especially as a woman, resolved that aspect of yourself to life in the entertainment world.

BB: This is a question that could take a while to answer, so I’ll keep it brief. Egypt is a Muslim country. I was a Dancer. I learned quickly not to engage in conversations regarding politics or religion, period. I was there to be recognized and respected as a dance artist and I tried to keep good company. A dancer is not viewed as a spiritual being but as a sensual icon.

I did my own personal spiritual practice in my home consisting of daily meditation, prayer and yoga asanas. I had a few expat friends who enjoyed having yoga lessons with me.

One of my dearest friends was an older woman, Mary, a Catholic and a relative of a friend in Canada. Mary was married to a Muslim and they had 4 adult children who were raised as Muslims. Mary was the daughter of immigrant Italian/English parents. She was like a mother to me and I would celebrate our Christian holidays with her and her Christian relatives. I would sometimes go to very old Catholic churches with Mary, mostly to see the beautiful art. These places were quickly being destroyed.

JS: Why did you give up a prestigious gig in Cairo, one that many would desire, and return to life in Canada?

BB: The life of a performing artist in Egypt is not the same as it is in Canada, especially for dancers. I could try for a lifetime to have people look at me as a respectable woman, but this would only happen if I had married an Egyptian artist and we worked together outside of the nightclubs -like the work of Farida Fahmy and Mahmoud Reda,. They are well respected Egyptian dancers and choreographers, founders of the renowned Reda Troupe.

As a “Rakasa” – dancer- I could live the night club life, make lots of money and be very lonely outside of it, or marry another artist and still have to socialize in the artist circles. Lots of drinking, drugs, and late night partying.

Or I could marry a decent businessman and leave dancing, but then what would be the purpose of being in Egypt?

I was getting lonely, desperate for someone I could relate to in my reality. I wasn’t interested in the complexities of living in a Muslim country or marrying an Egyptian man, nor did I find fulfilment in the idea of entertaining people for much longer. I preferred to go home and resume my yogic studies and teach, and help people live healthier lives. Get married and have a family.

Dancing is all about the ego “Look at me”, while my spiritual beliefs are about going inward and learning to deflate this egoic self and find my true nature. I believed that I would find more fulfilment in serving others rather than entertaining them. I felt that I had done what I came to do, I didn’t have anything more to prove.

JS: Okay, I know the term belly dancer does not sit well with you, so please distinguish between the kind of dance you have done and what is called belly dancing.

BB: I used to prefer describing myself as a “Middle East dance artist.” It wasn’t just about the “belly dance” since I was also trying to learn about regional folklore dance. I often used a folkloric theme for the second part of my show. Egypt has a wide variety of dance styles outside of the typical belly dance, which are very beautiful and often include a male counterpart.

JS: It seems, at least to me, that everyone nowadays calls themselves a belly dancer and caters to a popular North American stereotype of what is actually a very sensual, nuanced, and aesthetically rich form of dance. I am sure you have thoughts on the matter, so what are they?

BB: This is exactly why I chose to perform within the Arabic communities. For me, my dance is like a language. Most non-Arabs don’t know what they are looking at. They see something nice and can enjoy it to a certain degree but they never get the whole story. It’s kind of like watching a foreign film without the subtitles.

When I perform for Arab audiences I engage with them, we go on a little journey together for a short while, me expressing the emotions of the music and the words of the song though the dance, using typical gestures that they can relate to.

Because I understand the culture I was very popular. I didn’t need to impress them with a 1,000 different athletic moves, I just needed to use the right movements with the right rhythm at the right time. And there is this very special way of being sensual without being overtly sexual that I find most foreign dancers can’t grasp.

JS: What was it like having your own dance company in Toronto?

BB: It was a lot of work, because at that time I was a single mother of a very young daughter. I had my other work as well, teaching yoga and being a shiatsu therapist as well as teaching and performing dance. I was stretched so thin. I really couldn’t give it my 100% because my daughter should have been getting that.

But, for the time the ladies and I were doing it, we had a lot of fun. I felt that I taught them a lot about costuming, choreography and putting a good show together as a group and how to engage the audience.

JS: How does it feel to actually dance the way you do? To this spectator it is sensual, sexy, elegant, subtle, and a very personal expression. Is it?

BB: Yes, it is all that and I feel that it is a safe place to express all of what it means to be a woman. It’s a divine feminine energy that should be respected, that is why I get annoyed with women that exploit the sexual aspect of this dance. There is vulgar sexuality and then there is tasteful sensuality. There is a time and audience for both, I suppose. It’s up to each woman to represent herself the way she wants. But having said that, I believe that we are representing a culture, so we need to keep that in mind if we want to be true to the artistic aspect of this dance.

I love my dance, I feel very close to myself when I dance In the past sometimes I didn’t want to share myself with the audience because of depression , but I had to because I was on contract. But most of those times, when I felt like hiding, once I had finished my performance I usually felt better. The energy moved, I got out of my head full of thoughts and emotions and a connection to the creative Self was made which brought me into the present moment where joy and happiness exist. I forgot my issues.

JS: How does a dancer’s body pay in damage for a dancer’s art?

BB: Hahaha! You’re just asking that because you know how much damage my body has sustained! Let’s put it this way, the harder the dancer works the body, the more a dancer demands from it , the more injuries we sustain and if it isn’t injuries then it is osteo arthritis in the future from over use. Some mid-east dancers don’t make the same crazy demands that I made so they don’t suffer as much as someone like me. But if we keep dancing and change our method as time moves on we can stay healthier than if we just stopped altogether.

Adopting other forms of complimentary exercise such as yoga, Tai chi, Feldenkrais, swimming or light weights can help to balance the body, increasing circulation of blood and energy, relieving stiffness and correcting alignment.

JS: Let’s talk about Yoga, which you have practiced and taught for decades. When and why did you first study it, why do you teach it now as part of Brenda Bell Wellness, and how does it fit into your life?

BB: I started with yoga when I was a kid, I used to watch my mother practicing and she’d tell me to leave her alone, since it was a quiet time for herself amidst looking after a family of 5 kids.

I’d go to my room and copy what she did. When I was in my later teens, I read “Yoga, Youth and Reincarnation” by Jess Stearn, and this opened my mind to what yoga was really all about. I then took it more seriously and found my own teachers, who were many. Returning to Canada after Cairo Egypt, I decided to take a formal teachers training course and graduated in 1987. I haven’t stopped teaching since.

I then moved on to study Shiatsu therapy and this opened a whole new approach to practicing yoga for me -I don’t practice Shiatsu now, but I have moved on to Reiki. Because the course included in-depth anatomy, pathology and physiology, I found myself combining the two practices as an effective therapy.

Yoga is a major part of my personal life and it keeps me focused, pain free, and healthy in body and mind. For me, yoga isn’t just about the body, it is a science of the mind and a spiritual adventure. I share this knowledge with people who are open to it.

I teach different aspects of yoga during workplace wellness seminars according to the needs of the clients. If they want a simple general yoga workshop, I can do that, or I can focus on a particular topic such as back pain, stress management or carpal tunnel. I often offer some simple yogic techniques during informational seminars, depending on the topic being discussed.

JS: You are a Zen Shiatsu master, so what kind of attitude or philosophy does that require and what do you actually do?

BB: I was lucky to have studied with some very good Japanese teachers. Much like yoga the philosophy shares with us that we are not simple physical beings.
It is a holistic approach to well-being which emphasizes balance. The focus is on the complex energy systems that move through us, how to feel them and identify imbalances and what we can do to help create balance. This is why I became very passionate about it, finding that it wasn’t unlike the philosophy I was already living

JS: Your life has taken you into study in of many other areas of physical, mental and spiritual growth, especially from China. Please help us to understand each one.

BB: This is a question that requires a lengthy answer. I’ll simplify it by saying that all my practices involve creating balance in all aspects of human existence. It’s all about energy, even thought has energy. What we eat, how we live, move and think. We need a healthy body to have a healthy mind, and a healthy mind to create a healthy body, I’m talking about balance and no extremes one way or the other. Only then can we start to realize and understand that there is more to us than what we think we are. The teachings invite us to live in the present moment; there is a lot of power in the present moment.

JS: You are also are a student of Vedanta philosophy, which includes the practice of meditation, and although I know that this philosophy is not easy to simplify without selling it short, would you care to give it a try?

BB: Advita Vedanta is the philosophy of “Non-dualism” That absolute Self within me is the same Self within us all. Vedanta teaches us ways to find the Self, all existence, knowledge and bliss.

JS: I’m going to quote a passage from your site and ask you to help us understand how all the things you do fit into one unique consciousness as a practicing healer. The passage is this: ‘Through years of international travel and cultural study, I became a certified fitness instructor, yoga instructor, yoga therapist, Zen Shiatsu master and Usui Reiki master. Healing myself, loved ones and clients with these dynamically interconnected practices has strengthened my faith in the body’s inherent ability to heal itself – aided by positive thinking, conscious choices of lifestyle, diet and natural therapies.’ Okay, you’re on, and we have lots of time.

BB: I simply practice what I teach and share. My life has had its share of storms and difficulties, depression and doubt. I have focused on the teachings, the present moment, learnt from my mistakes and I feel I am a testimony to it all. Below is a excerpt from my blog:

I am not my body, my body is a biodegradable vehicle that gets me around while I’m here in this lifetime.
I am not my mind, my mind is just a bundle of thoughts which are wrapped around a feeling of “I” wrongly associated with my body. The mind is a tool for relating to the world. Yes, I know that is a hard one to swallow, but when you start to study the science of yoga and the vedanta philosophy, it all starts to make sense.
My body is the first temple of the creator, I am aware of that and I cannot ignore this fact. It gives me a sense of great respect for this creation my body, as well as all else that is part of creation.
So if I can figure out the basics of how this bio vehicle works, then I can take better care of it and it will serve me well until it is time to give it up. I will have a better quality of life with limited restrictions. Remember I love to be free, and along with good health comes happiness. Happiness is only present when we are not feeling pain. Unless, of course, you have reached Nirvikalpa samadhi and are living with knowing the Absolute Self and then you can override the physical discomfort.
Happiness is what all humans seek. Of course many of us think we are going to find it outside of ourselves and that is what big business is all about. Many people truly believe they are happy with their “Stuff”, but would be in agony if they had to give it up. There is a point to where money and stuff can present us with a temporary “Fix,” but it most certainly will not bring us into real and lasting happiness.
When I was a young adult I started to take a great interest in other systems of natural health and healthing, I discovered that the secret to good health was prevention. You learn this in all eastern philosophies. Even in martial arts, one can be a great fighter, but it is wisest to avoid confrontation and maintain harmony. That is the goal, that is the true secret for a happy life as a human. Harmony, balance, integration of all that makes us what and who we are.
When we establish a good balance, we can live in peace and be happy, physically, mentally and spiritually. We can remove restrictions and enjoy all that life has to offer us if we choose.
I often say that most people take better care of their cars than their own bodies. Seriously, it’s true.
I was taught through yoga that we start with the body, exercise, breathing and then diet. Then gradually the mind starts to become more clear. We feed the mind with right knowledge, and we start to see things differently, we start to understand what this whole journey is all about. We don’t take anything at face value, we ask questions that have to satisfy our intellect, and therefore the practice goes deeper than the body. We start to understand who and what we are with unshakable “Knowing”.
Balance is the key. Moderation in any aspect of living, whether it is exercise, diet, work or relaxation. Self education is important, not blind following.
I believe in learning how to become responsible for our health, learning preventative measures as well as curative. It can be done one step at a time, and we just need to have the desire to know ourselves as a complete human being and to respect that knowledge.
I’m not discounting the medical field at all, it has it’s place in our lives, but it sure would take a load off our healthcare system if more of us made this effort to improve our personal wellness.
It’s very liberating to be able to help oneself and to have some control in our lives. There are so many ways in which we can help ourselves.
Good health is a blessing and I feel that it is important to honor that and express gratitude in ways that feel right to us as individuals. We also need a good dose of compassion for ourselves in order to accept our shortcomings and develop self love. This will splash over and outward to others who come into our field of awareness and they will benefit from our examples.
I like to believe that I am setting a good example by living what I teach. I also believe that I am blessed and guided by a force that is greater than my individual mind and personal desires.

I could keep on going here, but I think I’ve given you a little bit of “Why” I do what I do.

JS: I’ve been blown away from the several Reiki sessions I’ve had with you, rarely so profoundly relaxed was I, so please explain what goes on in me during a session. Is it good for you too?

BB: I’m happy to know that you have enjoyed your experiences. Yes, it is good for me.

Reiki brings us both into the “Now.” I aim to help my clients let go of thoughts and feelings and go into state of deep relaxation. We are made of energy and our thoughts are energy, so it is important for me as a practitioner to empty my mind of thoughts that aren’t related to the Reiki session. Intention is a powerful force, my intention is for the highest good of the receiver. I pray for the total well being of the receiver and I pray for guidance.

I like to leave myself open to the life force energy to flow freely through me like a channel, unobstructed by my own stuff. I usually keep my mind focused on a healing mantra or phrase that affirms the presence of healing light. This sets up a positive vibration on the mental and spiritual level.

As the receiver relaxes, space is created in body and mind. This creative life force energy is received into the cells of the body. Naturally all cells of the body are programmed to perform a function, and the life force energy is cosmic intelligence and reminds the cells of their natural function. When space is created it helps the body’s energies move properly, bringing in more to areas that are depleted and moving it out of areas that have excess, therefore creating a balance.
When the receiver’s mind is silent this procedure is more effective.

JS: You have lived a unique life that has involved a sensual art form in two sexist cultures and a number of spiritual practices that are very subtle and deep in a North American culture that often thrives on the lowest common denominator. How have you survived when the world wants to destroy itself?

BB: I don’t focus on destruction or on the negative. I choose to focus on productivity and positivity. I try to live in the present and all that is good in my present. I focus on keeping myself healthy and how I can help others be healthy and happy. I believe this is a way to improve society in general. I am not ignorant to what is going on in the world, and I make my own small contributions when I can. And really it isn’t the world wanting to destroy itself, it’s the ignorance of humans that is destroying the natural balance. If each of us makes an effort to find balance in our own lives we can make a collective effort towards the greater good.

JS: What are your dreams and plans for Brenda Bell Wellness? I believe that, among other things, you intend to bring healing to the corporate world, so what does that mean?

BB: I have noticed that many of my clients who work in offices and schools or other jobs that involve being exposed to large groups of people and little fresh air, are often ill. They suffer from frequent viruses, or work related aches, pains, stress disorders and diet issues. I have found myself offering free counselling for many of these problems and I have noticed that the information I have given has been very helpful if they follow my suggestions.

Workplace wellness is a very hot topic right now because companies want to maintain a higher productivity level and it is in their interest to lower benefit costs. I’m actually more concerned with helping people understand that they are not victims of circumstance. There is much we can do for ourselves if we choose to make an effort one small change at a time. I like to believe that it is self empowerment that takes place.

If a company has more people who are self-empowered that could be a very positive and powerful energy towards financial success.

JS: What do North Americans misunderstand about wellness?

BB: Prevention. I believe that we need to educate ourselves and take responsibility for our individual health. We have many different lifestyle options, diet, exercise, and natural holistic therapies. There is so much we can do for ourselves, if we only make some effort, and not rely on the medical system entirely. Don’t get me wrong, I believe in allopathic medicine when needed, but I also believe that a healthy lifestyle is the best prevention.

JS: You are obviously a sincere student of life and a dedicated and responsible teacher in areas where too many, who in truth are unqualified, exploit others. How does that feel, to be serious and dedicated among charlatans? What happens when alleged healers become celebrities and what do you think of the gullible who idolize them?

BB: I think if we are sincere in our search for truth then it will be revealed to us eventually. I am not a blind follower. There needs to be logic behind the method. The more we educate ourselves the better our choices will be.

I don’t place myself above anyone else, I am simply grateful if I am able to help someone. People only accept and receive what they are ready for at the time.

JS: Overall, how’s life going?

BB: Life is always full of challenges. My life is not different from any other human, but perhaps my way of meeting my challenges is different than most. I turn my challenges into lessons. And then there are surprises and small wonders. In the big picture, I have nothing to complain about, I am ever grateful for my blessings.

JS: How do people get in contact with you?

BB: It’s simple. People can contact me at contact me at:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Brenda-Bell-Wellness/701983636512323

or http://brendabell.ca

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AN INTERVIEW WITH METIS TELEVISION AND FILM ACTOR+SINGER+WRITER+MESSENGER ANDREA MENARD

James Strecker: Okay, we’ll talk soon about the actor and singer and writer aspects of your creative life, but why do you declare yourself also as Messenger on your website? What does that mean?

Andrea Menard: It means that I am stepping into my role as teacher. I have finally admitted to myself that there are things I have been made to understand that are needed in the world. Things like how to use the “natural laws” of life to be a more loving human being. When I write, which usually means it will be performed at some point, I tend to become more of this messenger. And in the creation of my newest album, Lift, I discovered an important need in me to sing songs with a “positive” message. When I realized that I was surrounding myself with songs that made me feel bad, I went on a mission to find and sing songs that uplifted me and accidently discovered how lyrics had been unconsciously influencing my thoughts for my entire life. I took control of the content I allowed into my mind, and the content I was putting out, and uncovered a new movement along the way…The Music Messenger movement.

JS: You are so versatile, so let us do one part of your career at a time. First of all, how does being a Metis affect the songs you write and how you sing them?

AM: When you are comfortable in your skin, you just sing what needs to be sung. I am a proud Métis woman, and I am more connected to the universal part of me these days. At the beginning of my career, I questioned my identity a lot, and it was a big part of my work. But now, I just see the beauty in our big Métis hearts and our ability to bridge two amazing cultures within us. My new music reflects this perspective I think.

JS: Tell us about Velvet Devil, your one woman production that played the National Arts Centre in Ottawa and was broadcast on CBC. Why did you create it and what does it mean to you?

AM: The Velvet Devil was my emancipator. She has been with me now for over 15 years so the immediacy of my journey with her is not as fresh as it once was, but she truly was the reason I am fully established as a nationally known Métis actor, singer, and writer. Because I wrote and starred in all versions of the creation, including a national touring show, a music cd of the accompanying music, and made-for-television move, I had to learn three new industries in a sense: theatre and playwriting, music, and film. If it weren’t for the courage in following my heart and my story, I would have never broken through into the multi-disciplinary artist I am today. Back then, I didn’t know this Métis girl had anything to say, but with the help of The Velvet Devil, I know exactly who I am and what I have to offer.

JS: I found your TV series Moccasin Flats to be a revelation about native life and attitudes in Canada. How insightful and accurate was it and what did you like about the series?

AM: Moccasin Flats was the first series of its kind in depicting a dramatic version of Native life written, produced, and starring Native people. It was developed by Big Soul Productions. The producers went right to the source of Regina’s North Central (which is known as Moccasin Flats) to find their authentic stories. They talked to the youth living there so the element of heightened realism is accurate.

JS: Tell us about your other television work and what challenges it brought or brings to you both as an actor and a person.

AM: My role as Debbie Fraser in Blackstone has been a fun challenge in my recent career. It is the first time I’ve played a shallow “bitch” and it has been so much fun. Blackstone has hard-hitting edgy content that is sometimes called the “Native Sopranos” and I play the big bad “evil” Chief’s wife. My husband, played by Eric Schweig, is such a crooked and deceitful character that I have had to bring out the toughest parts of me to be a good match for him. Debbie is determined to be blind in this series, and personally, as a constant seeker of truth, she sometimes doesn’t make sense to me. It has made me reach further into places I don’t usually go. I like that, even if I don’t always like what she does.

JS: I once heard you say that you don’t believe in rushing the birth of a CD before both you and the songs are ready. Please explain your meaning and how this reflects your deeper beliefs.

AM: I guess you could say that by looking at my cd history! I seem to make a cd every 3-4 years, so I don’t really pump them out! The truth is, each of my albums have emerged out of a “concept,” involving 11-13 songs rather than just as a music release. The Velvet Devil, which is a nostalgic jazzy album, was the music from my one-woman show. Simple Steps was a folk tribute to the music I grew up with as a Métis woman. Sparkle is a winter songs/Christmas album, that developed over seven holiday seasons, and my latest album, Lift, was born out of a need to hear and create uplifting music with a positive message. Each project is dear to my heart and reveals a personal journey within me as a person and an artist. Songs always come one at a time, but an album only comes when a dozen or so songs seem to fit together as a whole.

JS: Which of your songs are especially meaningful to you and why are they so?

AM: More recently, one of my songs that is swimming in my head a lot is “I Love My Life” from the new album, Lift. Because I have become more conscious of the words and messages I am absorbing from my surroundings, I am determined to remind myself of the beauty and joy in this world. That’s why writing a song like “I Love My Life” was so fun. It makes me giggle every time I listen to it. And I’ve heard it gives that same uplifting feeling to others when they hear it as well. That gives me more joy than you can imagine.

JS: I haven’t heard your new CD Lift as yet, so please give us some background? Why is it important to you? Tell us about the songs?

AM: Lift is one of the most joyful projects I’ve been a part of. I went through a tough period where I was sad and increasingly sensitive to my surroundings, especially music. I could only hear music with a message of hope and joy, so I went searching high and low for music that made me feel hopeful. The search was fruitful, but my playlists were not nearly extensive enough, so I decided to write an album like that myself. I went to my long-time collaborator, Robert Walsh, and said, “we are making an album that makes me happy!”

Every song came from a good place. If you just look at the titles of our songs: Answer the Call, Faith & Patience, A Beautiful Balance, Hands Full, I Love My Life, or Four Directions Prayer, you will see how positively focused they are. In creating this album, I feel that some part of me as an artist has matured. I have grown into my historical role as “Bard”; I have earned the wisdom that allows me to go and bring the songs of life to the people. Any artist can create art, but not all artists can bring harmony. Here is a snippet about the album:

“Andrea Menard’s fourth album, Lift, gives you a boost of sunshine in times of need. For Menard, Lift is a personal and musical turning point. Conceived during the murky time before a creative explosion, Lift, with its unwavering optimism and joy, helped bring clarity back to her vision. The album is a collection of joyful songs about beauty, awakening, and unity. Co-written with her long-time collaborator, Robert Walsh, the uplifting rhythms, melodies, and lyrics of Lift are Menard’s attempt to bring a positive message to the world.”

I just want to make music that makes me feel good. I want to speak impeccable words, as taught to me by my elders, so that when I sing them joy radiates from my heart and affects the people around me in a good way.

JS: What life wisdom could the rest of Canada learn from Metis culture and attitudes?

AM: Like all people of mixed races, I believe we have a unique gift of teaching peace and harmony. Because we have two or more often conflicting cultures within our own blood, we must find peace and harmony within ourselves in order to function well in our lives. Change in the inner world always influences the outer world. I believe we can make real change in our society by finding forgiveness for the various sins of these different cultures and choosing harmony.

JS: What stereotypes of native peoples, positive or negative, trouble you most and how would you correct them?

AM: I am most aggravated by the misrepresentation of Native people in the media. Whenever something incredibly important is raised by Aboriginal people, the media and the government officials in charge of maneuvering a story to the media have a way of stirring old prejudices and completely playing on the “old” and incorrect but familiar stories of our people “screwing up,” “wasting government funding”, “behaving violently” or “getting drunk.” I have seen first hand how a massive story that needs to be heard by the mainstream population is destroyed and systematically covered up by sheer deception. Most people who have been interviewed by any media, are aware of how our very own words can be manipulated to make us sound different than originally intended. And it feels awful, but it is another thing entirely to see whole population’s world views and intentions manipulated so consistently. It would shock most Canadians to know the extent of it.

JS: I get the impression that, a few years ago, you seemed to have something of a spiritual shift or awakening or leap, so please help me out and explain what happened and how it affected both your life and your work?

AM: My most recent spiritual awakening was this idea that artists, when they have earned their wisdom, have a sacred role to play in society. It’s not a new idea, because artists have always held a special role, but I’m talking about the ancient role as the “initiated teacher.” In my culture, the role of the singer and the storyteller was terribly important. We practised that role from birth and were trained and initiated by experienced teachers in how to be a skilled instrument of entertainment and illumination that best served the tribe. Today, artists are just winging it and doing our best at releasing the chaos and drama in this time of over-stimulated emotions. But I’m discovering that when we work our way through that fog and learn how to rise above the drama, that’s when sacred work takes over. That’s when we begin to “serve the tribe.” This understanding has taken years to fully blossom and I’m still working it out.

JS: What are some other pivotal points in your life when you came to new truth and deeper understanding?

AM: As a seeker of truth, having pivotal moments would be a monthly thing for me. I have been blessed with a need to shift and grow into the best human being I can be, so that comes with many, many opportunities to grow. I don’t exaggerate when I say monthly pivotal points. There has been a long line of revelations that open the doorway to truth and build on the next understanding.

JS: How does an artist remain untainted by the obsession for fame and hits and marketability that prevail in popular culture? How strong is the temptation to sell out one’s person and one’s art and how does one remain honest in this situation?

AM: Since this obsession is prevalent in every aspect of our media, it is pretty hard to avoid. I’m sure for others the temptation to sell out doesn’t even feel like temptation; it probably just feels like the “path” as an artist. I don’t know why, but I think I have a slow-burning drive for fame. I am not exempt from this feeling of wanting fortune and accolades for my work, I just don’t have it in me to follow the traditional path. As an artist, my sense of what needs to be told next almost feels gifted to me. I like to say that my “ancestors” or guides on the other side are a lot louder than other folks’ so I can’t get away with selling out! Sometimes I wish I could!

JS: Name three things you would like to do as an artist in music, television, theatre, or what you choose and what are you doing about these wishes?

AM: First, I would like to see my television mini-series about the “awakening human” produced. I’ve been working on a project with my co-writer, Paula Costain, that plays with the deep subject of the “re-emergence of ancient knowledge from indigenous teachings and the divine feminine” but is told in a mystical murder mystery style. It’s the biggest project I’ve attempted, so getting that one off the page would be magical!

Two, I’d also like to see my brand new symphony show, titled “I Am Andrea Menard,” performed with orchestras all over the planet. It’s a 90 minute semi-autobiographical musical journey of my life as a Métis jazz singer and I truly want to get it on the symphony circuit. Here’s a synopsis of the show:

“In the very divergent worlds of jazz music and native music, how does a simple Métis woman win over a sophisticated audience and break through that elusive buckskin ceiling? By singing her heart out with swinging showstoppers, funny stories, and heart-breaking ballads that not only entertain audiences of all cultures, but also invite audiences to appreciate a world-class original Aboriginal.
With new compositions by Andrea Menard and Robert Walsh, and orchestrations by Charles Cozens, “I Am Andrea Menard” is a heart-warming, jazz-seasoned, Métis-flavoured feast of a show.”

Three, I would also like to be singing and speaking on stages that bring spiritual teachers, motivational authors, and audiences interested in a self-evolutionary path together. I feel a book coming! And I’m feeling called to sing -and talk-about what I have come to know about music. There seems to be an increase in these touring “Motivational/Healing/Spiritual Weekend Gatherings”, such as the “I Can Do It Conference” from Hay House Publishing, and I feel the desire to be a part of them. Who knew??

JS: What do you like about writing?

AM: That’s a good question because I’m finding more and more that if I surrender to the process, something bigger and wiser seems to flow through me. And once I do the work of showing up to the page, I tend to be surprised at what comes through. I will admit that I’m not a daily writer, and might even be a reluctant writer, unless I book a solid chunk of time dedicated to the project when something HAS to be born. I will let you know more about this question when I finish my book! Haha!

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FIBROMYALGIA & LIVING WITH PAIN: A WRITER”S ACCOUNT

Several doctors, physiotherapists, and sufferers from fibromyalgia have found this article to be an accurate description of living with pain, especially from fibromyalgia. Please feel free to share it with anyone you know who would benefit from reading this account, whether they work in the arts or not. Pain, after all, has no occupation.

He came to visit over fourteen years ago, without invitation. Gradually his presence took over my life and shaped how I walked and talked, even how my brain formed ideas. Certainly my moods and attitudes were always at the whim of his insidious presence. There was no pleasure, no work, no love, no life, no hope without his greedy influence.

Whenever I looked into the mirror to shave, I saw not my face but, instead, his reflection. I could no longer talk of myself and not be aware, in intimate details, of every subtle aspect of his nasty person. Soon I remembered no identity of my own before his arrival and realized that I had become my unwanted visitor. I had become pain.

A severe and silent pain consumes the identity of many, whether in the arts or not, and mine is called fibromyalgia. It’s one of those conditions that people almost know about. “My aunt has that, what is it?” they ask and, although I spend many hours as a writer seeking the most appropriate words, I stumble about, inarticulate, when the cruel tedium of fibromyalgia defies description.

But try this, if you will. You feel physically crazy, hysterical in your flesh, overworked and worn down with constant, unrelenting pain. You feel irritated with the throbbing pulse of pain and it hurts and then it hurts even more. It seems as if your pores want to scream, as if you are burning up, but in no heat of fire. It seems you are being squeezed to the breaking point, yet nothing is even touching you. You feel confused and unable to think clearly. You doubt everything you do.

When asked early on, before receiving medication, how the pain felt on a scale of 1 to 10, I responded, “What number says, “I do not want to live anymore” I wasn’t inclined to bury my pain under a blend of stiff upper lip and faux optimism, especially in a culture where the highest accolade conferred too often on one who suffers is, “He doesn’t complain.” But not everyone shares this dismissive attitude that forces the sufferer into solitary silence before he or she even speaks.

The Russian poet Yevgeny Yevtushenko once told me this: “North Americans are terribly afraid to look like losers and they always pretend that everything is fine. A Russian man will invite you to a pub and confess everything, because we like very much our sufferings, we like to complain. It’s our psychological reality.” We might well wonder why we tell those whose identity is woven through with pain not to complain and thus deny their very right to be.

In truth, it is not the one who complains who is weak, but the one who avoids knowing the suffering of others, especially with the blessing of our superficial culture of perpetual smiles. It’s a fundamental human need to be heard and compassion, in turn, requires the courage to acknowledge the realities of another life -if one is sincerely concerned about others.

I once told a friend with cystic fibrosis, the jazz singer Alex Pangman, that, considering the precarious state of her own condition, I felt embarrassed even mentioning my fibromyalgia. She replied, “Pain is very real to you and there’s no reason you shouldn’t talk about it.”

Living with fibromyalgia means a new social identity, partly because you feel rude to impose your unhappy company on others. Rather than being dismissed or patronized or labeled as something odd, bothersome, or pitiable, you instinctively do the best upbeat persona that your resources allow. You try not to be a ‘downer.’ You become an actor and try to fool even yourself.

In turn, ironically, you are then be seen as one without any pain at all. Not many, without this cursed fibromyalgia, understand why sometimes a pain pill and lying down are necessarily preferable to meeting for coffee. And, even as you seek understanding, there’s always the not too subconscious fear that if you, yourself, acknowledge the fibromyalgia, then you’ll be doomed to its reality.

My fibromyalgia came to be when several areas of my life experienced severe and unchangeable stress at one time. It led to one doctor who, no matter that I struggled to walk, denied the very existence of fibromyalgia. It led to another doctor -one with a doubting and judgmental look I’ll never forget- who, after a cursory examination, reported his dismissal of my pain back to the insurance company by whom he was paid to assess me. It led me to the humane but objective doctors under whose care I now am. They want to hear and to understand, and I’m grateful they do.

From square one, fibromyalgia introduced me to a world of multiple medications, and their incompatible side effects, that keep me going –weight-gain, drowsiness, dizziness, erratic innards, and all. It caused me to give up some dear aspirations, to make financial mistakes, to lose income, to misjudge people and situations, to be dumped by some acquaintances and embraced by others, to lose much sleep, to suffer fatigue, and for several years to crash in depression that still looks over my shoulder.

Pain brutally changes, even destroys, the lives of sufferers and those who try to help them. Fibromyalgia has long made my life as a writer an ongoing struggle. On the other hand, it has given me recourse to the most colourful words for pain. Alas, I cannot share this therapeutic vocabulary, such as pain demands, in a daily newspaper.

“James Strecker of Hamilton is a writer, poet, consultant in human development and in creativity, and author or editor of many books.”

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AN INTERVIEW WITH SINGER ALEX PANGMAN, CANADA’S LONG-REIGNING SWEETHEART OF SWING AKA “LA CRÈME DU JAZZ CANADIEN” -WITH A NEW JUSTIN TIME CD RECORDED IN NEW ORLEANS

For many years jazz singer Alex Pangman has been widely respected and praised as an exponent of jazz vocals from the twenties to the forties, a singer with insightful smarts in the idioms of this repertoire and an inherent sense of swing. On the occasion of her new CD, soon to be released, this interview was held in October of 2014.

James Strecker: The Toronto launch of your new CD is November 3rd at Hugh’s Room in Toronto, so please give us the goods on it. What should we know about the music, the musicians and your take on the songs?

Alex Pangman: It’s an album that we recorded in March (2014) in New Orleans, the city where jazz was born! I put myself to the test and took this recording to a new studio, in a new city, with new players (all NOLA musicians) and new producer! I’m happy to say it was a lot of fun, and I think that comes across on the new disc. It’s a relaxed and happy romp through a swinging collection of tin pan alley songs, plus three Canadian compositions, an Original by me, plus I’ll Never Smile Again, and The World Is Waiting For the Sunrise.

JS: I find that some newer jazz singers do their chosen idiom almost as if they’ve learned it by rote. Others seem to embody an idiom as if it is who and what they are. I have always found you to be the latter, that you seem to live and breathe this music naturally. What do you say to that?

AP: I can totally understand why people who sing other genres would be drawn to jazz at some point in their careers: the melodies, the lyrics, the honesty of it eventually appeals to many. I was lucky to discover jazz in my teens, so I steeped myself early before my brain and voice were done forming! Ha ha ha! Honestly, I can’t blame them, but it does irk me when they don’t do it justice. Some people should just not record it, but it doesn’t and won’t stop them from trying! Good will have out.

JS: What exactly is your repertoire in terms of the dates it covers and the songs you do?

AP: I do love to sing music from the 1920s to the early 1940s generally. Those are the years I tend to cover. I mean I love and listen to a lot of music from other eras and countries, but the earnest songs of that period really speak to me.

JS: Who are your, maybe half a dozen, favourite singers and why do you respond to them?

AP: Ella, Valaida Snow, Ethel Waters, Armstrong, Teagarden, Crosby…. only six? I respond to them by actually getting physically excited listening to their albums. But I forgot Boswell, young Kay Starr, Hashaw, Etting, Waller and more! I’m pretty sure my heart beats faster on some of their recordings. I mean excited. These are honest performers who had three minutes to make a record, no overdubs, no special effects, no studio fix ups. They are what they are: magnificent. I miss that feeling in music nowadays.

JS: What orchestras or musicians from the past especially turn you on?

AP: Chick Webb, Artie Shaw, Armstrong, Django all bear repeat listening. All are convincing and strong personalities that each epitomize a moment in music history.

JS: Art Hodes once explained to me how musicians fuel one another and derive great joy from collaborating with others. Tell us what it is like for you as a singer interacting with the musicians in your band? What do you give them and what do they give you?

AP: Energy. A good night on the bandstand is like a ping pong game of energy between members, a conversation using ears and eyes to make art. And it can be a familiar conversation with your own band, or, as in the case of New Orleans, a conversation with musicians I had just met, a first date conversation as it were. But yes, energy.

JS: How is it easy or difficult for you to write a song in your chosen idiom? Any examples?

AP: It can be pretty hard. I get discouraged sometimes, but recently a musician I really admire complimented me on my songwriting and it felt great. You see, Gershwin already said it all, and Irving Berlin, too! I speak in modern parlance which is often hard to reconcile with classic jazz vocabulary -I’m talking lyrics- but it can be done. One of my fave songs, The Fog Song, was written stream of consciousness driving on the highway, lyric and melody caught on a recording device in my lap. Pretty neat to take it off the piano bench and someplace in the field where I didn’t overthink things. It came out well, I think.

JS: One thing I find hard to take is when singers who do a jazz repertoire pull all manner of affectation out of a hat and seem to be playing at being jazz singers. I don’t want to put you on the spot, but what would you say to that?

AP: I have little patience for vocal affectations.

JS: Tell us how you first got hooked on your music and how, over time you developed a relationship with it?

AP: As a teen I turned away from commercial radio, finding it vacuous and uninteresting. Classic country then caught my attention, itself an honest form of music not unlike jazz in its themes and musical dynamics. By my mid teens I had heard jazz by way of a fellow equestrian. Really, it was like love at first listen and a voracious appetite soon developed for this art form. It didn’t have to court me long before I was headlong in love and obsessed with it.

JS: You have recorded with the legendary Bucky Pizzarelli. I’ve always liked his music, so I wonder what that experience was like.

AP: Pretty far out to be in the studio with a legend such as Bucky. He was so open to recording the good tunes on my song list and encouraged me to record an original. He didn’t like to do too many takes, but then, we didn’t really have to. What a pro! It was fully awesome to be speaking a musical language with a gent who’d hung with Zoot and Frank and the lot of ’em. But that’s what jazz is: a common language even strangers can speak.

JS: I once heard you do poignant rendition of Singing Waterfall by Hank Williams and you are married to country band leader-singer Colonel Tom Parker, so how does C&W music fit into your life? Which C&W singers matter to you the most?

AP: Well Hank of course! His heartfelt singing never fails to interest me. Seeing a yellow and black MGM label in a pile of 78s still gets my attention. I am presently the back up singer in Tom’s band, Colonel Tom and the American Pour, who have a record mostly recorded for a spring 2015 release. I love singing high harmonies to him: and it’s fun to be in a supporting role for once. I do get a few feature vocals in the band, drawn from singers such as Loretta Lynn, Dolly, and Connie Smith.

JS: Tell us about your double lung transplant? How did it affect your life and your career?

AP: It gave me back my career! It has improved my voice to where I never cough anymore. Any singer knows the damage a chronic cough can wreak on your voice. So, in many respects the voice never felt better. I could finally make the phrasing, make the sounds I wanted, without interruption from lungs that were on the blink. It’s a lovely thing to be able to breathe.

JS: What do you do now as an advocate for the donation of human organs?

AP: in 2011 I did a lot of press and awareness raising, including radio and TV and news interviews. Being a donor just makes sense. We recycle our old tin cans, why not our bodies. One donor can save up to eight lives and enhance so many more! That awareness campaign took a backseat when my health began to decline again in 2012 and 2013 to the point where I was listed for a second double lung transplant. I was shy about needing a re-transplant, and I was still working, so I didn’t want sympathy. A successful re-transplant in August 2013 really saved my life — again. It dovetails very nicely with the title of the album we are now launching -“new” -during which press push I plan to remind the world again about being a donor, and talking to your family about your wishes.

JS: Please fill us in about your past CD’s of which you have half a dozen? What do you like about them and what would you change?

AP: That’s a lot of CDs! Each disc from my first to my most recent marks a chapter in my life. My first two albums I was so naive and just learning about love. Then I find my own confidence and learn some of life’s cruel lessons and then I think the albums really start to get interesting. The last few albums have been fairly celebratory. I don’t know that I’d change anything per se because that would be like re-writing history. I did the best I could with each disc. I think I continue to grow, and growth is important to me and why I push myself to try new things, like travel to the USA to make a disc this time!

JS: You’re a horse person and I would love to know about your relationship with horses.

AP: Horses are my “happy place” in life. They make me smile when skies are grey, as it were. It’s where I get my confidence, my relaxation, my exercise. It is through horses that I was introduced to jazz -the riding coach loved jazz- and that really shaped my world. Eventually music led me to my husband, too, so I owe it ALL to horses.

JS: You do a monthly gig at the Reservoir Lounge in Toronto. What other future gigs and recordings have you for us to look forward to?

AP: Right now my future gig is the three album launches planned: November 3 at Toronto’s Hugh’s Room, November 7 at Montreal’s Upstairs, and November 9 in London, Ontario at Aeolian. As for next recording projects, I’m not too sure: Immediately, but I’ll be putting harmony vocals down on my husband’s country album. My information is at http://www.alexpangman.com

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WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO ‘ACT LIKE A MAN?’

My article “What does it mean to ‘act like a man?'” first appeared in the Hamilton Spectator in the spring of 2014 in a shorter version. The subject is very relevant to both creators and audiences in all the arts, so here now is the complete text of the original.

“I’m glad you got yourself a man’s hat,” he said, deepening his voice into a growl on the crucial word “man’s”. It was odd to hear any such reference to masculinity from one widely considered the resident sycophant of the college where I worked at the time. Odder still was the cause of his outburst. I was wearing a new fedora in lieu of my usual beret, the latter being the traditional chapeau of choice among countless Frenchmen, Spaniards, and the military of many lands. What I heard, without question, was an unworldly individual very hung up about his manhood.

So what is a man? Is he the central-European husband of a neighbour who dropped in one day when I was a kid? Her eyes were puffed up, her arms blue with bruises, and her explanation was this: “A man who doesn’t beat his wife is not a man.” Is he the career-driven and wealthy executive I know who doesn’t bother to support or even communicate with his mentally underdeveloped son, perhaps because his son isn’t the man his father needs him to be?

Is he the persona created by Don Cherry, a man once seriously nominated as the “Greatest Canadian” in a poll later won by the very un-macho, articulate, and far more gutsy Tommy Douglas? We all know of Cherry’s demeaning, prejudicial, talk-tough non sequiturs that shield him from thought and contradiction. Is one of his many approving fans an acquaintance I call “the king of the sucker punchers” because he inevitably makes disparaging cracks about others and just as inevitably flees from the room before one can take him on? For that matter, is man the gang rapist who is encouraged by his culture to terrify, abuse and murder women? Is he one of the Ontario gang who raped a friend and, when finished, tossed her on someone’s lawn afterwards?

Can it be that a current version of man is actually a reversion to a more primitive state, one that is free of social obligation, rational thought, humility, subtlety, dignity, responsibility, or class? Is he one who gloats in being unreachable and immune to social standards of value and behavior, one who follows his own course and –free at last!- doesn’t have to do what he is told, even by a larger population to whom he is responsible? Do I hear the name Rob Ford, a man with a fan base of both men and, indeed, women?

Cultural observers note more and more how we live in a trying time for men. If the quintessential cowboy, John Wayne, was once the annual favorite male movie star, this icon of the strong silent type is no longer the ideal. It is now acknowledged that indigenous peoples were long cheated, humiliated, and murdered by the man with a gun and some of us finally call this not history but genocide. Bison were wantonly slaughtered to near extinction, for no reason, by men of the west once held up as heroes. Nowadays it’s a glaring irony that hunters, armed with high tech weapons, call their killing sport when, of course, their foe have no guns of their own to fight back. But some guys just like it that way.

Still, if the icon of the cowboy is kaput, the Stetson remains ubiquitous in Nashville, Calgary, and even on Stephen Harper’s head. However, although the leader of the Conservatives likes to play with guns, held by someone else, of course, and build prisons for those he deems bad guys, he certainly doesn’t embody the cowboy myth. He doesn’t face his rival, man to man in the dusty street at high noon, but, instead, prorogues the dual. He may talk tough on the international scene, but at home he hides himself in secrecy. Stetson or not, he doesn’t talk straight, and the folks in his town look over their shoulders when they speak his name.

At a reading, I once offered my short poem with the title A Mother Prays for her Son, a quip really, which goes like this: “Dare be strong enough not to become an ass”. A woman in the audience later gave me hell for being so down on myself as a man and, although she hadn’t considered that the poem could well apply to women too, she was right in a way. Like many, I am constantly troubled by the patriarchal stupidity, the uncontrolled cruelty, the smug smallness of spirit that emerges from some fellow men. It’s ironic that some men can frequent coming of age films but never grow up.

At the same time, however, I profoundly respect the everyday courage of men who make a dignified life for themselves and, in many cases, support families, albeit by working decades in spirit-numbing jobs. They are unspectacular and sometimes flawed human beings who know they don’t really matter to our system, know they’ll one day be discarded like garbage, but they still try to be decent and fair to others and, if lucky, to themselves.

A friend once remarked, “My wife always says I should open up, but when I do she doesn’t want me to have the feelings I have.” When I once remarked to another friend that “We all have problems” he, in turn, retorted, “Not me, buddy.” Obviously he had decided to “act like a man”, ironically in this time when men are supposedly becoming extinct. He did not want to reveal vulnerability to anyone, man or woman. Perhaps this attempt at self-preservation made sense, especially when I remembered that four people I once knew who were nastiest to women were women themselves, indeed articulate feminists.

But we are aware, of course, that women are confined to roles they play not only by men, certainly, but also by their cultures and by themselves. And what of the recent London Sunday Times article titled “Housewives happy to kill for Hitler” that noted “A new history of the Holocaust reveals that the supposedly weaker, kinder sex were just as capable of casual acts of horror?” The article made no note whether each killer from the feminine side was wearing a man’s hat or a woman’s.

Of course, none of this will matter when the earth speaks back to us with drought, floods, storms, hunger, disease and other ecological disasters that we brought upon ourselves and which we can no longer deny are imminent. And all because we were not man, or woman, enough to look into the mirror and admit how great the damage is that we continue to do, in part because of how insignificant we are.

“James Strecker of Hamilton is a writer, poet, consultant in human development and in Creativity, and author or editor of many books.”

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ONE OF A KIND EN DEUX LANGUES: AN INTERVIEW WITH SINGER, SONGWRITER, BROADCASTER, PLAYWRIGHT MARIE-LYNN HAMMOND

Not long ago, singer Marie-Lynn Hammond released not one but two CDs -Creatures, reviewed previously in this blog with highest praise, and Hoofbeats- both after a devastating accident. Upcoming soon are several gigs in Southern Ontario and Quebec. This interview took place on the singer’s 66th birthday on August 31, 2014. It comes in two parts below.

Part One

James Strecker: While listening to The Reluctant Angel on Creatures, I was moved by the artistry and grace with which you sing of your dead sister. I know from experience how difficult it is to write about such loss, so how did you manage going through the creation of the song and what is it like performing it?

Marie-Lynn Hammond: Actually, it’s not specifically about Denise, though it is inspired by losing her when she was only 47. Here’s what I wrote about “The Reluctant Angel” for the liner notes of Creatures: “This song began as some lyric ideas about two years after my sister died, but at the time I didn’t have the heart to complete it, and filed it away so well I forgot about it. When I found the file ten years later, I was surprised when I got to the last part—I hadn’t remembered where the story was going. I think I must have been influenced by Wim Wenders’ beautiful film, Wings of Desire.”

So the distance of a decade helped; my grief wasn’t so immediate when I completed the song. And the narrator in the song feels like someone I sort of channelled—a distinct character with a distinct voice, though not my sister. They share a premature death in common, but Denise knew she had terminal cancer and so was able to prepare for her death, inasmuch as one can. Whereas the narrator in Reluctant Angel is struggling because her death was sudden and totally unexpected.

I’ve only ever performed The Reluctant Angel twice live so far because I don’t perform much anymore. But, to be honest, another song about losing Denise called “Omaha,” from my 2003 CD Pegasus, is a much harder song to sing. I wrote it soon after Denise died, when I was beyond devastated, and everything it recounts actually happened to me, so it’s far more personal. But people are telling me they are blown away by “Angel.” I think that’s in part because of the arrangement on the CD and Marilyn Lerner’s inspired piano playing, but also because it deals with universal themes from an unusual perspective.

Well, I hope you weren’t expecting a short answer!

JS: Please tell us as much as you wish. Now the purity of spirit and unaffected vocal beauty in your singing of this poetic gem is deeply moving. On the other hand, it nowadays seems de rigueur in music one hears to go with affectation, simple-minded attitude, superficiality, cliché and unsophisticated technique in both song and performance. So, with your obviously high creative standards, do you feel out of place in this context?

MLH: I have no choice about the way I sing. My voice is, technically, an extremely limited instrument. I don’t have much power or a big range, and I lack a normal vibrato. I sing more or less plainly, but with emotion, because it’s all I can do!

As a result, I write to suit and compensate for my voice, to distract from its limitations. I write stories with plots, I try to incorporate moving or powerful imagery, or, in some songs, humour. I know many of my songs can be demanding of the listener, and I know they’re not for everyone. But I don’t think much about what other people are doing. There’s no point wondering why Miley Cyrus is probably a millionaire by now, whereas I’m hovering around the poverty line. That way madness lies! I’m just happy to know that my music touches certain people.

JS: How do you manage to create lyrics that are both, at one time, poetic and literate? Is it difficult? How long does a song take?

MLH: Thanks for the compliment—from a poet, that’s fine praise. I don’t know how I do it. I’ve always loved words and savoured them for their evocative powers, their nuances. I wrote my first poem at age five—dictated it to my mother. 

Sometimes I’ve wished I could write more abstractly, more vaguely and mysteriously, so that listeners would ponder what the heck I meant by any given phrase. But that’s just not me, I guess. I like to tell stories with beginnings, middles, and ends, though not every song on Creatures is like that. So that structure dictates a certain amount of clarity. And then I want to make my listeners see, hear, taste, feel; I want to take them through a range of emotions. And that dictates poetic, and often concrete, imagery.

As for how long a song takes to write, it varies, but I’m generally a slow writer. I laugh when I hear songwriters say, “It took me three whole days to write this tune!” I’ve rarely taken less than three weeks, or even three months, to write a song. I craft and tinker and edit. Factual story songs, like “Children of Peace” about a breakaway Quaker sect that built the Sharon Temple in the early 1800s , can take a year or more, because of doing the research, and then looking for the way into the story—who’s telling it and why? And it can be a real pain trying to cram a complex story into five minutes or so, AND make each line rhyme perfectly!

Exact rhymes in songs are a minor obsession of mine. I don’t always succeed, but I try. And yet, other than in classic music theatre, no one seems to care any more about perfect rhymes. Sad, that. I think it’s part of the musicality of songs, those little sound echoes. Of course sometimes I eschew them completely, as in “Electric Green.” about The Oak Ridges Moraine. I knew I wanted the song to mention rare or endangered species in that area, and that rhyming little bluestem or Blanding’s turtle was going to be near impossible.

JS: Your love of animals and of the earth resonate deeply in your songs, so could you explain somehow this profound and a very personal connection?

MLH: I can’t really explain it. It’s always been there, since I was a tiny child. I came to consciousness around the family dog and, since I was an only child for almost four years, he was like a sibling to me. Then I met my first horse when I was three or four, and I was a goner. Cats came much later, but horses and cats became my totem animals, my yin and yang, prey and predator, forcing me to deal with those inherent contradictions.

Then, when I was eleven, we started spending summers at Lac Simon in Quebec. I spent long days roaming the woods and meadows and shoreline, and nature became both an adventure and an escape from my dysfunctional family life.

When my sister Denise was dying, and in the months after her death, my only break from thinking about her or from going mad with grief came when I was riding a horse or doing cat rescue work, especially working with feral cats and kittens. In those situations, you have to be very present and in the moment, because that’s where animals live. On a horse, you have to be relaxed yet aware: what is the horse paying attention to? Is it going to spook because there’s a coyote up ahead? With a feral cat/kitten, you need to sense where it’s at: how fearful is it? Will it just huddle in a ball, or will it bite or lash out? You kind of mind-meld with it, and from there work on gaining its trust. When you get that first purr, it’s magic. Being in the moment with animals is like a combination of psychotherapy and Zen.

JS: Several of your songs on Creatures show another profound connection –to Canadian history and to people who have lived it. Please tell us more. Are you thus inclined because you are French-Canadian? Because you are a feminist?

MLH: I am a feminist, yes, but that’s kind of separate from, or maybe parallel to, my cultural nationalism—although I’m sure I wasn’t the only feminist back in the day who thought that Canada’s relationship to the USA was like that of women to the patriarchy—and we know who’s always been screwed in that relationship.

I guess my interest in Canadian history and culture began when Bob Bossin and I started Stringband in the early 70s. Canadian cultural nationalism was in bloom then; many writers, poets, musicians and filmmakers were trying to articulate what it meant to be Canadian—as opposed to being a British colony or an American cultural colony. So we consciously decided to write about Canadian themes.

And yes, since I’m half Anglo and half French Canadian (well, three-eighths, with one eighth Abenaki in the mix), I felt like a human microcosm of Canada and wanted to express both sides of me.

Our first album was called Canadian Sunset, and I have a song on it called “Vancouver” and another one that mentions the Ottawa River and “Sunday mornings in a small Quebec town.” This was fairly revolutionary at the time, to mention Canadian things in songs. Other than Ian & Sylvia and Gordon Lightfoot, no one was really doing it. And the first song I ever wrote in French is on that album. Bob Bossin’s penned some great tunes with real Cancon too: “Dief Is the Chief,” “Maple Leaf Dog,” and lots more.

So Creatures includes four Canadian-history-themed songs, if you include “Electric Green” -a history of the Oak Ridges Moraine, but also an environmental cri de Coeur- to bring attention to these amazing stories that many Canadians are unaware of.

JS: You have written songs with a wry and satirical edge on issues especially relevant to the lives of women in our patriarchal culture. What were these issues you addressed and, knowing what women must endure, how do you manage to go the route of wryness and not anger? If you were to do a new CD of topical songs, what issues or people of any kind would you address?

MLH: Let’s see: with my tongue in my cheek, I’ve addressed menopause, birth control, menstruation and reusable menstrual pads in “Period Piece,” men and housework, younger men and older women and vice versa, women and the Catholic Church in “Leave Room for the Holy Ghost,” the preference for boy children over girls, and more. I think humour is a great way to treat these issues, because it gets you further than anger does—at least with the males in the audience. And people who are laughing have a harder time being defensive.

I’ve also written a couple of non-satirical songs that celebrate female friendship, and some serious songs that touch on women’s issues in the context of other themes. For example, “Flying/Spring of ’44” is told by the wife of a WWII pilot who returns home a broken man and an alcoholic, so we get a glimpse of how that war affected women even if they did not see combat, as some do now.

And I’ve written a song, “Sixth Day of December” which is not on any of my albums, for the women killed in the Montreal Massacre. Even in these cases, I tend to avoid direct anger, or at least I avoid blaming, unless it’s appropriate to the narrator. Punk bands do a good job of being raw and angry in music, but I’d just sound silly if I tried to do that. I prefer to tell stories with a believable narrator, as in “Flying,” or to write something more elegiac, as in the case of the December 6th song.

If I were to write some new topical songs, I’d like to take on factory farming, but it’s hard to be funny or satirical about the suffering of billions of animals. Instead I’m working on a song about Esther the Wonder Pig, because that’s a good-news story about a rescued pig who’s changing a lot of lives. And I’m currently repurposing a song I wrote about former premier Mike Harris to discuss Herr Harper and how he’s wrecking Canada. Stay tuned!

JS: The production on Creatures shows discerning insight into how to make each cut musically seductive and aurally appealing, so please tell us about the many smarts that went into producing the actual musical sounds of your CD.

MLH: Well, my producer, David Woodhead, is a near musical genius—that helps.  He always has great ideas for arrangements, and unlike me, he knows theory and reads and writes music. But it wasn’t as if he was always imposing his concepts on my songs; if I had an idea, he’d be game to try it out.

We’ve done three albums together now, so he’s gotten very good at translating my often clumsy notions (“Hey David, I’m thinking something sort of chukka-chukka, like a Telecaster with the strings muted—or maybe on synth—know what I mean?!”) into actual musical sounds. Also, he plays any number of instruments really well, so he’d pick up, say, the mandolin and play along to the song; then he’d try out a high-strung guitar or a lap steel or whatever, and we’d keep going till we found what worked.

For me, it’s about showcasing the lyrics and the stories as opposed to flashy playing or effects for their own sake, and David gets that. We always look for that magical sound or note that will enhance or elevate or express emotion. It helps too that David plays beautifully, and with feeling—you can hear him on every cut on the CDs.

I also have to credit my long-time accompanist Tom Leighton, in particular for his huge musical contributions to “Children of Peace.” He played piano and did the band arrangement on that track. And for “Newfoundland Pony” he wrote an original jig that weaves in and out of the tune, and he plays accordion, piano, and bodhran on it.

JS: We should say something about that horrible accident you had and your recovery. Tell us about both.

MLH: In August 2006, my usually quiet horse, Beau, suddenly and inexplicably began to buck—most likely because of a wasp sting. I was thrown and knocked unconscious and sustained various broken bones and concussion, bleeding in the brain, and damage to one of the cranial nerves connected to my right eye. Long story short, I now have a permanent visual disability: I see double whenever I move my head or eyes, which affects my balance.

Sadly, I had to sell my horse, because for a long while we didn’t know what my prognosis was. And I couldn’t work after the accident, so I couldn’t afford to pay his bills. But my Stringband partner Bob Bossin organized two sold-out benefit concerts for me, and I was incredibly touched at the number of musicians who volunteered to perform and number of friends and fans who attended. The money raised allowed me to convalesce for over a year and pay for alternative treatments not covered by OHIP.

Eight years later, I’ve learned to work around the disability to a fair extent, though some things I don’t do anymore, like ride a bike, because of my balance problems. But I started riding horses again less than a year after the accident at a facility that accommodates people with disabilities. Horses are far more stable than bikes, because they have a leg in each corner—that is, until they get stung by wasps. And I’m still riding—very carefully of course!—because I can’t stay away from horses.

Part Two

JS: Since I haven’t played my copy of your CD HoofBeats yet, would you set us up on what to look for in the songs and also tell us about the background of the songs and what they mean to you.

MLH: The album is a celebration of horses of all kinds: wild horses, heavy horses, rescued horses, war horses, even mythical horses -one song is about Pegasus- and some specific breeds, like the Quarter Horse, the rare cheval canadien, or Canadian horse -Canada’s national breed, but lots of people don’t know about it!- and the endangered Newfoundland Pony. There’s also a funny song called “The Naughtiest Pony,” which most pony owners can relate to, because ponies are often very naughty!

A friend pointed out that while most of the songs on Creatures deal with loss of various kinds, the songs on HoofBeats tend to be positive, or at least uplifting—even the ones with slightly darker themes. HoofBeats and Creatures actually have two songs in common: “Emily Flies”—about a girl with disabilities and the rescue horse she rides in a therapeutic program; and “Newfoundland Pony”—about the only pony breed, now severely endangered, to have evolved in Canada. And both those songs are, I think, a mix of dark and light. I’ve also been told by people who are not especially horse folk that they love HoofBeats for the stories, the melodies, and that positivity.

JS: Do you miss being part of a folk duo, as you once were, and doing cool things like touring in Russia during unthawed times and doing records and gigs? Do you often think back?

MLH: Stringband was actually a trio to start—the fiddler was a big part of the band—and then we added a bass player and became a quartet. I miss the fun of working out arrangements with my bandmates and creating that fuller band sound.

And Stringband did get some great gigs in its heyday: we toured the Arctic, we played a world’s fair in Japan, we toured Mexico for the Canadian embassy there, and yes, we spent a month performing in the former USSR in 1983. But I’m not sure I miss being the only woman touring with three guys and a male soundman! When I used to have bad menstrual cramps an hour before going on stage, I got NO sympathy.

Stringband does still get together every decade or so for a few gigs, so that’s been fun. Especially now that menstrual cramps are a thing of the past. 

And in my parallel solo career I’ve usually performed with a pianist/keyboardist and sometimes bass too, so I’ve been able to employ a richer, fuller sound that way. I love piano, but I can’t play it, despite two years of lessons as an adult. In my next life I’ll get piano lessons as a kid. I’m probably the only middle-class child in North America who didn’t.

JS: What’s the hardest thing about writing a song? Is it easier in French or in English?

MLH: To me the hardest thing about writing a song is waiting for the muse to strike. I get lots of intellectual ideas for songs, but until I feel that mysterious, inspirational, emotional connection to a subject, I know it’s not going to work. And my muse must be a lazy creature, because she doesn’t strike that often. Which is why I tend to do only one or two albums per decade. And also because I’m picky—I try to write about things I haven’t heard others write songs about, or to write about ordinary topics in an unordinary way. Which means I discard a lot of ideas.

As for language, it’s far easier in English, because although I spoke French first, English quickly took over as my primary tongue. When I was growing up we spoke way more English at home and we moved a lot, mostly to English-speaking communities—all due to my military Anglophone father. So all my schooling was in English. But I often collaborate with a terrific French poet, Paul Savoie. He gives me lyrics, I sometimes do a little editing, and then I set his beautiful words to music. “Le Cheval Sauvage,” on Creatures, is one of our collaborations, and another environmental cri de coeur.

JS: Tell us about writing plays. How does being a playwright affect how you write your songs and how you sing them?

MLH: I think of my playwriting career as just one phase in my storytelling life. I became a playwright because some of the things I wanted to write were too long and complex to fit into the song format. I wrote only four plays (one was very short, for a ten-minute-play festival), though they were all professionally produced—one of them several times.

And then I just stopped, because I didn’t get any strong story ideas that needed to be a play. At that point I began working on a story that wanted to be a novel. But I abandoned it after my parents died eight weeks apart and my sister was diagnosed four weeks later with terminal cancer. She died 17 months later. As you can imagine, that was not a time conducive to creativity. It took years before I even wrote another song.

I’m not sure my time in the theatre affected the writing of my songs, but it did affect my performance. I played myself in my first play, which featured the contrasting and dramatic stories of my French grandmother and my English one. But I gave myself only songs to sing, no spoken lines, because I’m actually at heart rather shy and I felt self-conscious whenever I tried to “act.” However, I learned stagecraft during those runs, and watching the terrific actors who played my grandmothers helped me to really inhabit my songs, especially if I’d written a narrator into them. And being in theatre helped me better shape my concert performances in terms of presentation and pacing, for example. I make more eye contact with my audience, I try to keep the show moving, I build each set to a climax, things like that.

JS: You’re so bloody versatile. Tell us now what it was like having a national broadcast on CBC radio. What did you like about doing radio and what do think of radio today?

MLH: I loved doing radio. I sort of fell into it, and CBC gave me very little training, so I learned on the fly. In those days (1987-91), shows were actually more scripted, I think, than some of them are today, so I probably had less freedom when interviewing guests than some hosts have today. Bigger budgets allowed for more staff and producers, and every one had their own little area they wanted to shape a certain way, so I had less input and less hands-on control than hosts probably do now.

But I loved the magic that often happened on the second show I hosted, Musical Friends, which was built around my skills and my experience as a musician. A format we used a lot involved inviting three musicians with something in common, e.g., a classical guitarist, a jazz guitarist, and an acoustic finger-style guitarist. The three would never have met or played together before, but if my producers and I got the mix right, they’d not only answer my interview questions individually, they’d talk to one another, compare notes, and joke around. And at the end they’d actually transcend their genres and play a tune together! I still have people come up to me today and tell me how much they loved that show and miss it.

I also loved being able to showcase great Canadian talent that had never had a national radio airing before. Our show was about 95% Canadian content.

As for radio today, well, that’s a huge topic and I am SO not an expert! There are thousands of stations available on the Web, for one thing—who’s got the time? I’m an inveterate CBC listener, and I’m sad to hear the decline in quality, especially on CBC Radio 2. Some days I find myself switching over to CIUT.

It’s not that I miss all the classical programming; I enjoy classical, but it’s not my favourite genre. It’s other things that bug me, besides the ads, of course, so blame Harper and his Cons for budget cutbacks. I find that on the non-specialized music shows, they have their musical darlings and don’t stray very far from a narrow range of indie pop/roots stuff. You can hear the same damn song every damn day on different shows if you listen a lot. An exception is Laurie Brown’s The Signal, which plays more varied and adventurous music. The Radio 2 Top 20 show is just dumb, and here’s my CBC sour grapes gripe: you rarely hear the network play anyone over 40 who isn’t a rock ’n’ roller. And now I’m going to shut up.

JS: You’re also a professional editor. Is it true that writing is in the editing? What are the problems that writers tend to have that you must remedy as you edit? Minette Walters once told me that being an editor had had a positive effect on her own writing and I wonder if that is the case with you.

MLH: Is writing in the editing? Good editing is of course invisible; you don’t see what the editor fixed or took out. Good editing really can help make good writing better. But the writing talent has to be there to start. You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.

As for the problems I deal with when I edit other people’s writing? Self-publishing is so easy now that everyone’s writing a book and wants to see it in print, often before it’s ready. With fiction I see weak story structure, weak plot, weak characterization, bad dialogue, too much flowery description, not enough description, overwritten prose. Novice writers often can’t help using three or four adjectives where one, or even none, will do, and more.

Yes, I’d say that learning how to edit has definitely helped my own writing. Apart from the playwriting, I’ve mostly written nonfiction for magazines, though I may be embarking on a collaborative project that involves fiction; that’s all I can say about it for now. But it’s also hard to be objective. You really need an outside set of eyes on your own work. And sometimes being an editor can induce paralysis in the writer part of me. I’ll agonize over the syntax of a simple sentence and consult endless style guides, when I should just move on and keep writing.

JS: Some easy penultimate sectioned questions: Who are you? What made you the person you are? What are your deepest beliefs? How hopeful are you about yourself and about the world?

MLH: “Easy”? I believe you’re being ironic, James! I think in the rest of this interview I’ve suggested a number of factors that answer those questions, but here’s my “easy” answer: who I am can be found in my songs and song lyrics, my plays, and articles, many of which are available on my website. My CD Pegasus, BTW, is also a CD-ROM, and I believe the text of my first play, the one about my grandmothers, Beaux Gestes & Beautiful Deeds, is included. That play is also published in the anthology Canadian Mosaic II. So there!

As for how hopeful I am about the world—not very. I just hope I’m dead before the last tiger or elephant in the wild becomes extinct. I don’t want to live to see that.

JS: And of what value are the arts in our world?

MLH: Oh, that’s a huge one too. And it also depends on how you define the arts. Is what Katy Perry does art? I don’t know. But she’s clearly “valued”—in both senses of that word—far more highly than you or I.

In general, I wish the arts were considered of greater value than they are, at least here in Canada. I have a musician friend in Denmark who told me that the musicians’ union there is a real union. I think you have to have a certain skill level to join, but once you’re in, they take care of you really well. I believe he was getting a kind of unemployment insurance at one point when he wasn’t gigging much. If we valued our artists properly, the term “starving artist” wouldn’t exist. Maybe it helps to suffer for your art, but geez, there’s a limit!

Anyway, I think a world without art would be a poor, dull, boring place. Whether art is “high” or “low,” it has the power to move, inspire, comfort, delight, amuse, enlighten, challenge, transport, and more. It can bring about minor epiphanies and it can fuel major revolutions. It can help humans escape, if only temporarily, whatever personal or societal hell they may be experiencing at a given moment. It can also make them face truths that might be unpalatable in another form. The ability to create art is one of the good things about the human animal; it helps in part to compensate for the human animal’s other ability to do unspeakable things to its fellow humans and fellow animals and to the planet it inhabits.

Now isn’t that a cheery note for me to end on?! And, yes, forget what your grade 9 teacher told you: it’s perfectly fine to end a sentence with a preposition.

JS: Okay, how can people buy copies of your CDs and find out about your gigs? Where should they go to?

MLH: Go to my website, please. http://marielynnhammond.com/ More than you ever wanted to know about me can be found there, CDs can be ordered, and you can sign up on the Connect page for my newsletter, which goes out once in a blue moon, because a) like many artists I’m a terrible self-promoter, and so it will not clog your inbox; and b) I only perform once in a blue moon.

That said, I have three rare gigs coming up—listed on my homepage—in Cobourg, Morin Heights, and near Perth, and maybe a couple more in early November and early December that will get listed eventually. Catch me soon, though, because I’m calling these gigs my [First] Farewell Tour!

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THE PHILADELPHIA STORY: MOYA O’CONNELL CLAIMS TRACY LORD AS HER OWN

On the day of Tracy Lord’s second shot at marriage, we have a diverse bunch of mostly upper crust folks before us. Little sister Dinah is played bubbly with existence and prone to mispronunciation, in her saddle shoes, by Tess Benger. Sharry Flett’s Margaret, the mom, seems openly human but obviously secure in place like the splendid furniture about her. Brother Sandy via Jeff Meadows displays an appealing serious levity. Ric Reid’s Uncle Willie is slightly rough- edged and ever ready to pinch a young lady’s bottom. Juan Chioran’s father Seth maintains a somewhat regal air of remote caring.

Enter husband-intended, Thom Marriott’s George, tall and tightly judgmental and given to huffy indignation, and then former husband Dexter, played by Gray Powell with an edgy charm that bites with bitterness. Enter Fiona Byrne’s Liz, who is cute and sexy with impending feminine savoir faire, and Patrick McManus as the almost cynical reporter Mike, a man of compellingly ambiguous passions that could find several outlets –social or female.

If the central role of Tracy Lord was intended as a career-saving vehicle for Kathrine Hepburn, Moya O’Connell here makes it distinctly and poignantly her own. This Tracy is a feeling creature who, though remote in privilege, reveals a frenzied vulnerability that speaks with big gestures and sends her inner emptiness in all directions. At first she seems a big, bright and somewhat artificial presence who almost has feelings, and is described by Mike as a “young, rich, rapacious American female.” This being the tail end of the depression, he also asks, “What right has a girl like Tracy Lord to exist?”

O’Connell certainly combines a dynamic and delicious delivery that is ripe with comic punch, but she also makes Tracy a personal creation. We sense an implied inner pain that will either explode or consume itself—remember O’Connell’s Hedda Gabbler of a few years ago? It’s hard to play an empty, self-centered individual who holds our sympathy, but as Tracy to us becomes a victim of inner futility who parades her superficial unrealized self about aimlessly, we watch her every move and, for some reason, care.

This is a relaxed world of people who live in shallowness –okay, think Kardashian, but with style. William Schmuck’s big, elegant, sturdy, grand set at first seems too broad an expanse for a play that explores inner turmoil and intimate relationships, but as we observe this almost undisturbable society, one that almost floats in privilege, we realize that its inhabitants seem to casually own even air and space around them as their exclusive property. This production, ably directed by Dennis Garnhum to create a sense of implicit restraint, an underpinning of humanity, and several shades of comedy, at times almost glides by.

These folks seem anchorless in a world of normal human values as they deny themselves feelings and never get dirty. Like Tracy, they exist in a grand expanse of their own reflection and they get lost in it. They don’t seem to breathe, they can’t be themselves, and when Tracy bursts, as free as she can be, we feel a long-contained sob in her now become laughter. We join in, although, thanks to O’Connell’s power of playing inner emotional turf in an ambiguous manner, we are not quite sure who she is or will be.

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A POIGNANT AND FINELY MODULATED JUNO AND THE PAYCOCK AT THE SHAW FESTIVAL

These are poor people in “the Boyle family’s two-roomed flat in a tenement house in Dublin,1922” and at the outset of Sean O’Casey’s Juno and the Paycock, Marla McLean as daughter Mary spiffs up her shoes with her bare hand. Mary Haney as wife Juno erupts in frustration at Jim Mezon’s Captain Jack who shows disinclination to do any labour for the family’s daily bread.

Son Johnny played by Johnny Gallant broods about with one arm and Jack’s pal Joxer played by Benedict Campbell lurks about for another drink preferably bought by someone else. If you have had any exposure to the devastating effects of alcoholism, you feel a chill at Jack’s and Joxer’s reliance on the booze and how it consumes them.

Still, gift of gab is a way of life in this openly communal world where lives overlap and salesmen don’t knock but simply open the door and inquire if there is any interest in their wares. There is also a respectful, even fawning, attitude to those who are educated, especially if they are potential suitors or, germane to the play, they bring news of a will that dumps unexpected wealth on the family.

In anticipation of the will’s solving all problems, it, still unseen, pays for furniture of much better quality and Captain Jack, never remotely near being a captain, becomes an even boastful non-entity, full of pretention and of fecal substance. Johnny, meanwhile, broods in hurt and misery, a “very touchy” and “tormented” fellow. If this is a life of poverty held together by a worn and resolute Juno, it also pulsates with Irish civil hatred and thus Mrs. Tancred’s son is found “riddled with bullets” although Jack states “these tings don’t affect us.”

In the end, tragedies prove devastating in this family, for one as both father and son as cruelly unforgiving of the pregnant Mary. “If Mary goes I go with her,” says Juno. “Well go,” says Jack who cares more how people will gossip about him than about his daughter’s humiliation. “The last few friends I have” to whom Jack refers are his drinking buddies, especially the sycophantic and opportunistic Joxer played pitch perfect by Benedict Campbell

Sean O’Casey’s play, although textured with the way poor people live just above sinking, devotes much time to a “keep song and dance going” attitude among these folks. It is a world where men take no responsibility and brutally blame their women. Even Jerry, poignantly played by Andrey Bunker, whose love for Mary has been constant and apparently deep, backs away in the face of her pregnancy. Meanwhile, it is said of Johnny, in reference to Mrs. Tancred’s son, that he “gave him away and sent him to his grave” and now faces an unforgiving justice for traitors. “Are men only drunks, protected, or killed?” asks Juno.

Director Jackie Maxwell, Irish born, opts for our slight distance from pain here, so, while feeling the accumulating wounds of these people, we can also weigh what their impact is in human and societal terms. Mary’s realization of her devastating shame is deeply sad yet to her “It’s my poor child must have a father” Mary Haney’s Juno, with a feisty feminist potency, responds “it will have two mothers.” If there is any element of hope in this patriarchal mess, we find it here.

Mary Haney does a very moving take on Juno. We can see in her resolute face that she has achieved a scarred nobility, albeit unnoticeable to others and unappreciated by them. Yet, against unconquerable odds, she tries to keep her family afloat. This is a penetrating and subtly-tuned production that, thanks to Maxwell’s direction and the cast’s spot-on portrayals, gives us some understanding of the cruel humanity that kills, betrays, shames and torments its kind, all with mercy spoken by only a few voices and by even fewer deeds.

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A LOVELY SUNDAY FOR CREVE COEUR BY TENNESSEE WILLIAMS

The stage brightens up twice for Tennessee Williams’ A Lovely Sunday for Creve Coeur, first through Louise Guinand’s lighting design and then, again, with the appearance of Deborah Hay as vulnerable Dorothea. Dorothea is wide-eyed and comically light doing her toe-touching exercises, fanning her arm pits, and then doing a series of ridiculously complicated sit-ups. Hay also chews into Williams’ lines with vigour and musicality as well and when Dorothea is forced to realize that her life must be fine as it is and that “we must just go on,” she is a woman of shattering emotional impact. Dorothea is an innocent creature who, when she “crosses the line,” has her big moment and can recall “the earth was whirling beneath me.” Then she crashes.

Director Blair Williams and cast do evocatively well with Tennessee Williams’ text, with earthy no-nonsense words, with words withered by desperation, existence, fragility, and daydreaming hopes. The play is –take your pick- either a tad drawn out or people actually do drawl their lives away in this manner and ooze all over the furniture with southern ennui. In any case Kate Hennig as Bodey, the roommate is an assertive, solid presence, a forceful counterbalance to superficiality who, in English or German, is street-smart and doesn’t buy into the dismissive pretention of Dorothea’s friend Helena, played hatefully snooty and oblivious to suffering by Kaylee Harwood.

Helena tries to use Dorothea and is cruelly unsympathetic to Miss Gluck, played by Julain Molnar, who is constantly weeping and hysterical. She sees Dorothea as “an emotionally fragile person who might collapse” and still tries to con her. Helena reeks condensation for those who shop on Dorothea’s side of the tracks and, meanwhile, Bodey wants Dorothea to marry her brother Buddy of whom the latter says “he needs a girl to fart along with him.” Buddy’s attraction is that he has cut down to eight beers a day from a dozen. We smell the sweat, in this flat, of the lives that live there. As often with these lunch time short plays, one is offered a fine production of a rarely seen gem that enriches our experience of theatre’s history and art.

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SMALL TOWN SNOBBERY AND SCANDAL IN SHAW FESTIVAL’S WHEN WE ARE MARRIED

Three decidedly Yorkshire couples, with each celebrating twenty five years of matrimonial union, are informed that, officially, they are not married. Prior to this shattering revelation, pretty devastating stuff for when the play takes place, it has been obvious to us that each relationship, festivities aside, is not akin to musical harmony but played instead, rather atonally, in the keys of resentment, suppressed anger and even contempt. Since they are no longer married, each of the six involved individuals no longer has to play the role or attitude till now assumed.

We have odd pairings here. Councilor Parker, a blatantly obvious asshole, lords his small town achievements over his poised and unsatisfied – in all ways- wife. He is extrovert with his venom and she is introvert with her patience. Alderman Helliwell, big and clueless in his own self-absorbed way, also takes for granted a supportive mate whose joie de vive, or anything else, has no welcoming place to go. Herbert Soppitt, a chap of some decency, is disregarded by his two friends because he lacks an official position and -no more be said- by his quintessentially ball-breaking wife.

In all of this, the audience gets to cheer, say, when wife of Parker has occasion to throw Parker’s asshole self back in his face or Soppitt gets to not only rebel against his bitchy mate, but to return the slap she gives him. Indeed, it’s not hard to take sides in this play. Yet within this hilarious situation, there emerges a touching and realistic depiction of the ways a once-blooming garden of marriage can become a hell of life-sucking weeds. And, as always, we have a richly populated Festival company that shines in ensemble productions with many individual talents from top to bottom—imagine Peter Millard or Norman Browning, say, doing just walk on performances.

Each performance certainly delights but also demands honest thought because no actor – thanks to director Joseph Ziegler’s creation of a humane underpinning – here goes for stereotype or cliché. Whenever we ridicule or despise some of these folks, we also become concerned that, with their human limitations, they have nowhere else in life to go but to pettiness, meanness or a smallness of being. In these three couples, thanks to playwright J. B. Priestley, we have six distinct lives that imply much about individual psychology and also social constraints.

Having said all this, we have a production that is very entertaining, very engaging, hilarious, unobtrusively poignant, and full of the playwright’s sympathetic understanding of his fellow beings. These are people who live with irritations, personal frustrations, their boredom with others, and secret longings, even as they practice their sometimes merciless small town prejudices. They do get their comeuppance and must endure Mary Haney as maid Mrs. Northrop twisting her mouth in glee at now having the upper hand.

There is much telling detail in the insightfully portrayed marrieds here –Claire Jullien, Thom Marriott, Kate Hennig, Patrick McManus, Catherine McGregor, Patrick Galligan. Equally well-rounded are the big-mustached Henry of Peter Krantz who makes an art of seeming unwashed, the pleasingly tartish Lottie of Fiona Byrne, and the quick-retorting, chirpy, chatty, busty bullet of a maid Ruby of Jennifer Dzialoszynski who is so uniquely delightful that one smiles at her every appearance. Wade Bogert-O’Brien, Kate Bosworth, and Charlie Gallant add nicely etched humanizing touches in a thoroughly engaging production. No wonder that Priestley wrote the play “very happily and at furious speed” often laughing along with words he set down. As a result, we laugh a lot too.

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