KALYA RAMU: JAZZ SINGER/SONGWRITER/MUSICIAN EXPLAINS, “CREATIVITY HAS ITS OWN EBB AND FLOW THAT IS NOT CONSISTENT. THIS CAN BE HARD TO DEAL WITH AND MANAGE ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S YOUR CAREER. FINDING A BALANCE FOR YOURSELF BETWEEN CREATING ART AND KNOWING WHEN TO REST IS IMPORTANT.” …. A REVIEWER INTERVIEWS PEOPLE IN THE ARTS

JAMES STRECKER: Please tell us about one or more projects that you have been working on or have recently completed. Why exactly do they matter to you and why should they matter to us?

KALYA RAMU: I wrote and recorded a five-track album of original Jazz music called Duo with my friend and pianist Ewen Farncombe. These songs are manifestations of the many forms of love, not only directed towards a person, but to the various pleasures in life. The goal was to release some positivity out into the world during this time of isolation.

JS: How did doing these projects change you as a person and as a creator?

KR: This project has inspired me to “keep keeping on”. Even when faced with a world-wide pandemic and lockdown, I was able to find the motivation to keep creating and sharing music.

JS: What might others not understand or appreciate about the work you produce or do?

KR: The amount of unseen effort that I put into every part of my music. Writing music that you are happy with and prepared to send off into the world feels like a rare thing. I am very meticulous with this, so it takes a lot of effort and time to come up with and successfully marry the melodies, lyrics, and harmony.

JS: What are the most important parts of yourself that you put into your work?

KR: I like to think that I put a lot of my humor and imagination into the music I create. I believe that humor is such an interesting and entertaining ingredient in the arts, especially in music.

JS: What are your biggest challenges as a creative person?

KR: Writing a good song that I am happy with. A song that I can perform over and over again with the same enthusiasm I had when I first wrote it. Composing a song that is “timeless” is probably one of the biggest accomplishments for a songwriter. I don’t feel I’m there yet, but it’s something I hope to achieve.

JS: Imagine that you are meeting two or three people, living or dead, whom you admire because of their work in your form of artistic expression. What would you say to them and what would they say to you?

KR: What I’d really wish for is to sit in a room with a grand piano and play with either Oscar Peterson or George Shearing. These pianists are well known for both their solo careers as well as their skill in accompanying vocalists. I feel like the musical interaction with one of these phenomenal musicians would be so beneficial to me as an artist, having a conversation through music.

JS: Please describe at least one major turning point in your life that helped to make you who you are as a creative artist.

KR:  I’m still waiting for it reveal itself! I’ve had some smaller turning points such as the first time I recorded and performed with a big band when I was 12, that really guided me to where I am today. Another event was my first full day in the studio when I was recording my debut album Living in a Dream. Events like these are more like sparks that light the fire of passion for what I do. I am looking forward to what is yet to come.

JS: What are the hardest things for an outsider to understand about your life as a person in the arts?

KR: I think that many people are unaware of how much time and effort goes into being a musician. Aside from the years of music lessons and schooling, musicians, a lot like athletes, have to stay in shape, both mentally and physically. Another aspect that is perhaps more hidden is the fact that being an artist can be incredibly difficult mentally. Creativity has its own ebb and flow that is not consistent. This can be hard to deal with and manage especially when it’s your career. Finding a balance for yourself between creating art and knowing when to rest is important. Having a good support system of friends and/or family is also key.

JS: Please tell us what you haven’t attempted as yet that you would like to do in the arts? Why the delay so far?

KR: Touring! While having had many in-and-around-town gigs lined up since I graduated from Humber College in 2015, I haven’t had the chance to take my band and music on the road yet. Performing concerts and big Jazz festivals worldwide is a dream that I am committed to seeing through, but a certain amount of funds and PR momentum is required to make a tour successful. Once live music is an option again, I plan to apply for a touring grant for my next full album release (date unknown) and eventually perform all over the world.

JS: If you could re-live your life in the arts, how would you change it and why?

KR: I don’t think that I’ve had enough time in this life so far to determine what I would change yet. I’m quite happy with the way this first try is going and looking forward to where it’ll take me!

JS: Let’s talk about the state of the arts in today’s society, including the forms in which you work. What specifically gives you hope and what specifically do you find depressing?

KR: With most events being cancelled, postponed, or moved to an online platform, it’s been near impossible to make a living as a performer nowadays. So, this has been quite a depressing time in that sense. That being said, I have heard from many friends and family members, who are avid live music supporters, that there’s a big empty hole where live music used to live in their hearts. Perhaps there will be more respect and higher pay for live music at venues and private events once the world has opened back up…fingers crossed!

JS: What exactly do you like about the work you create and/or do?

KR: My favourite thing about creating music and performing is the effect it has on my listeners. Since I was little, I loved making people smile and laugh, bringing out emotions in the people around me. Singing for me is giving, sharing a feeling, telling a story or sharing a memory with my listeners, rousing a physical or emotional response.

JS: In your creative life thus far, what have been the most helpful comments you have heard about your work?

KR: In this industry as an artist, the most helpful thing I have been taught – as cliche as it sounds – is to be myself. I have found that whenever I let go and stop overthinking the way I act or move on stage, the more I connect with my audience. The more I connect with my audience, the more I enjoy performing.

JS: What do you yourself find to be the most intriguing and/or surprising things about you?

KR: Recently I’m very surprised at myself – I’m 100 percent a dog person, I grew up with dogs my whole life, but lo and behold, my partner and I recently got a cat. I’m obsessed.

JS: How has the pandemic affected your career as a person in the arts?

KR: 1) I’ve been asking musician friends to create quarantine collab videos with me – it’s been wonderful to sing with others again, even virtually. You can find these videos on YouTube and all my social media outlets. 2) I’ve learned how to record myself (as professionally as I can from home) and acquired basic mixing and video editing skills – very helpful for creating new music to release online. 3) I was able to write, record and complete a whole EP of original songs with Ewen Farncombe and release new music into the world!

JS: Where/how can people purchase your creations? Any events coming up?

KR: All my albums are for sale on my Bandcamp page https://kalyaramu.bandcamp.com/, where you can purchase digital or physical copies of my latest works. Ewen and I are performing together live on Friday May 7th at 7pm. You can watch the free live-stream show on the JazzinToronto Facebook page via this link: https://www.facebook.com/jazzintoronto/. Hope to see you there!

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MUSIC AND MEMORIES: LATEST FAVORITE OR NEW CDS – WITH NOTES AND BORROWED QUOTES……PART THREE

1.Christmette by Praetorius and performed gloriously by the Gabrielli Singers led by Paul McCresh is one of my go-to CDs whenever I want to feel pure, uncluttered joy, although, ironically, I gave up on both Christianity and Christmas decades ago. It’s strange that not long ago I rhymed off to a fundamentalist I know a substantial list of favorite music that happened to be Christian in its leanings – none of which she knew. I remember when I first heard the Mass in B Minor during my first trip to Rome a century ago, I was spellbound and carried the echoes of the Kyrie in my mind for months afterwards. And this work by Praetorius, at least in the recording by McCresh et al, fills my heart and if I knew the words it would do so with my lungs. As soon as I hear “Ein kind geborn zu Bethlehem” in the Introitus and later “Lob sei der heilgen Dreifaltigkeit” I feel a real inner peace and don’t even think to remember how the Fundamentalists supported evil Donald Trump.

2.Film India with Pandit Ravi Shankar brings to mind the Satyajit Ray films in which the music here, written for films like Pather Panchali and The Music Room, helped create an otherworldly atmosphere – although Pather Panchali decidedly shows the poverty and grime of this world. The day I once met Ravi Shankar for an interview, he asked “What is your name?” to which I responded “James” at which he delightedly replied “Ah, James Bond!” Relevant here is how he described the impact of technology’s needs on traditional Indian Classical music. An alap can go on for twenty minutes but in the scene of a film he’d be allowed twenty seconds perhaps, and even with very long ragas the 78 rpm recordings could last only 8-10 minutes on both sides of a disc, so compromise was the name of the recording game, like it or not. I looked hard for this CD, since I’m always aware of Shankar’s mood-developing music when it appears in films. Moreover, I’ve loved his music for decades on sitar and the playing of Ali Akbar Khan of Sarod even more. I once interviewed Khan, a man that Yehudi Menuhin called “the greatest musician in the world” as well, and we sat on the edge of someone’s bed in Mississauga smoking cigarettes!

3.Stimmung is music for six voices by by Karlheinz Stockhausen and it is performed here by the group Singcircle, who are most adept at producing vocal sounds, often unexpected and unusual, to some, of many varieties. It is “a long-form exploration of vocal harmonics for six vocalists and six microphones. The entire piece is based on a low B flat, from which the vocalists spread out harmonically using overtone singing.” Also, “over the course of the performance, the vocalists are singing meditations on numerous deities from the all over the world, interspersed with various spoken ‘recitatives.’” It’s quite impossible to convey in words what one is hearing, let alone commenting on it, but I’ve had a copy of Stimmung to hear for decades, although my wife insists that I not play it when she is in the house, since it drives her nuts. It does, however, have the effect of causing a trance for me, I find, and in places it can bring on inner giggles.

4.Hard Luck Stories: Richard and Linda Thompson collects all the recordings that this highly regarded duo made before their famed separation with Linda kicking Richard in the shins on stage on their last tour. Hers is a haunting, profoundly wistful, and emotionally-measured voice, while Richard is one of the most creative guitarists on the planet, a compelling singer, and an inspired and genuinely creative songwriter who doesn’t get the wide appreciation he deserves, one that others of better-selling and contrived reputations achieve. I say much more about Richard in a review of his concert elsewhere on this blog, so let it just be said that it’s a pleasure to have their collected recordings – some of it, the Hannibal recordings, previously so hard to find. Let me add that I once did say to Richard that if I needed music for my funeral (but I certainly don’t plan to have one) I would ask for his original recording of Dargai, an instrumental that in its simplicity does speak volumes.

5, 6, 7.Three solo instrument CDs I play and give in to often are (5). Britten Solo Cello Suites played by Jamie Walton; (6) Horowitz in Moscow; and (7) Satie Piano Works, including 3 gymnopćdies and 6 gnossiennes played by pianist Anne Queffélec. I discovered the three Britten Suites one late night driving from Toronto to Hamilton and loved then, as I do now, their well-aimed economy of musical methods and ideas in developing both atmosphere and narrative. I once gave a copy to an actress friend who was playing it when visited by the concertmaster of the TSO and apparently he was quite impressed. The Horowitz is another constant listen since I saw the DVD of this same performance in which Martha Argerich comments that no one plays Chopin’s Mazurkas better than Horowitz. I saw Horowitz in person only once, an afternoon (of course) concert at Toronto’s Massey Hall during which he did his Carmen Variations. At one point he hit a deliberately odd note which caused me, in this reverential and very silent audience, to laugh HaHa out loud, at which Horowitz smiled his famous impish grin. As for Quefélec’s much loved recording, j’aime quelquesfois d’être très languissant ou flétrissement comme le coeur de Satie.

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SANDRA LARONDE: RED SKY FOUNDER/EXECUTIVE & ARTISTIC DIRECTOR OF TORONTO’S INDIGENOUS INNOVATORS ON THEIR 20TH ANNIVERSARY AND UPCOMING CANADIAN PREMIERE OF NEW FILM….. A REVIEWER INTERVIEWS PEOPLE IN THE ARTS

JAMES STRECKER: If you were asked for 50 words for an encyclopedia to summarize what you do, or have done, in the arts, what would you say about your purpose and creations?

SANDRA LARONDE: My purpose is to center and elevate Indigenous narrative through the telling of our own stories through interdisciplinary creations and to make a difference.

We have contributed to the “Indigenous canon” as our new creations contribute to the breadth and scope of Indigenous-led work in Canada while strengthening an international presence.

We have played a pivotal role in the Indigenous cultural resurgence of Canada for 20 years and counting.

JS: Please tell us what we need to know about the film More Than Dance, We Are A Movement.

SL: The film “More Than Dance, We Are a Movement” shows extended excerpts of our recent work (notably “Trace” and “Miigis”), and viewers will meet exciting collaborators and voices from the community. They will experience the contemporary spectrum of Indigenous arts. They will gain insight into our creative process and the context in which Red Sky rose to prominence. They will learn why it’s important for a company like Red Sky to exist.

JS: What important beliefs do you express in or through your own work?

SL: The important belief that I express through my work is the fundamental belief that we live in a world that is more-than-human. I do not limit myself by the constricting belief that only humans matter and only create with humans in mind. There are many other beings that are alive and sentient in this great web of life and how do I tell and elevate that interconnected story in exciting and meaningful ways? How can humans feel more connected up to the natural world and feel less isolated?

JS: What are your biggest challenges as a creative person?

SL: I am someone who has strong creative ideas. The biggest challenge is to know when the right time is for certain ideas to be realized. Ideas seem to have their own life.

Existing colonial systems and structures sometimes constitute barriers or walls to my imagination, change, and positive risk-taking. It can sometimes create self-doubt.

JS: What are your most meaningful achievements?

SL: My most meaningful achievement is creating a compelling vision for the future of Indigenous arts in the 21st century and to have made a difference. I have created a company from scratch and a company that matters, especially during a time of cultural resurgence in this country.

We have travelled extensively across Canada and around the world, putting Indigenous arts on the world map. In terms of a specific project, I’m very proud of “Tono” as an example of this. It was a three-country collaboration with Canada, Mongolia, and China. Everyone put their hearts into the work, and it was such a big accomplishment for all of us. We became family in the process, and we ended up performing at the Beijing (2008) and Vancouver (2010) Cultural Olympiads, World Expo Shanghai, and we performed across Canada and Mongolia as well.

JS: What do you ask of your audience?

SL:  I only ask them to come on the journey with us. Our performances are highly sensorial, and it will engage all of their senses. Our hope is that they feel differently than when they first walked through our doors.

JS: How has living with the pandemic affected your creative life?

In light of the global pandemic and its significant impact upon the arts sector, I have created and produced energetic digital content. As a company, we were moving more towards the digital world before the pandemic, but covid-19 has certainly accelerated our learning curve. I’ve made new inroads toward a meaningful shift in the digital space that will help people to connect with Indigenous stories and ethos.

I’ve also wanted to write a novel for a few years now. When the pandemic hit, I thought that I better do it now as there won’t be another time to do so. Right now, I’m completing my first novel for mid-school readers which will be published in 2022.

The pandemic has certainly reminded us all of what’s important in life. It has made me take stock, realign, refresh, and reboot. It’s been great to see people realize that the arts are essential to our well-being. People needed stories and artistry to find hope, meaning, and wisdom during such a time of great upheaval.

The film, More Than Dance, We Are A Movementwill stream in Canada only from  April 14-20, 2021, in celebration of the 20th anniversary of Toronto’s award-winning  Red Sky Performance. It is presented by the national initiative Digidance and partner Harbourfront Centre.

 

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MARGARET LINDSAY HOLTON: CREATORS IN THE ARTS AFTER ONE YEAR OF COVID…. A REVIEWER INTERVIEWS PEOPLE IN THE ARTS

 

JAMES STRECKER: If, before the COVID crisis, you were asked for 50 words to summarize what you do, or have done, in the arts, what would you have said about your purpose and creations?

MARGARET LINDSAY HOLTON: I’ve been active in the local, national and international arts community for over 40 years through a variety of disciplines – Canadian fine furniture design & making, painting, writing, experimental photography, and short film works.

Essentially, I am offering my vision of ‘how I see the world’ from this exact point – in Time and Space – on this, our amazing home planet. This has been my job.

JS: If you are asked today what you are doing in the arts and what your purpose is, what would you say?

MLH: My purpose and activity have changed very little over this past year. I am still offering my point of view. The only difference is the gentle insistence, at times, that others re-consider their own relationship to our finite planet. Why? Because we can see that Mother Nature is hurting.

It behooves all of us to see ourselves as caretakers of the planet for future generations, not just continued takers of Earth’s limited resources. Everyone can play a part in this much needed transformation.

The pandemic was a poignant wake-up call. As the human world stood still for weeks, then months and now a year, it was very telling how the polluted skies cleared, other species began to roam freely on land and sea without fear of exploitation and the delightful sounds of nature could be heard once again. It was marvellous to see, hear and behold. It also underscored, not only our prior unthinking dominance of the natural world, but a genuine opportunity to reinterpret our singular breath-taking relationship to our home planet.

JS: What exactly are your biggest challenges today as a creative person?

MLH: Early on, I recognized the value and necessity of aligning the vibrant creative spirit with rigorous hand-eye-mind-heart work. Artists can build on historical precedent and improve the quality of life for others through their individual expressions, be it painting, crafting, writing, or film-making.

I’ve never subscribed to the dystopian ‘horror’ or Armageddon interpretation of ‘where we’re at’. I just don’t see the point of amplify this kind of Doomsday thinking in or through the arts.

There’s no question that, as a species, we’ve made terrible, near irreversible, errors by exploiting and spoiling our essential Life Support system, aka Earth.  The one element that does distinguish us though from other Earth-bound species is our capacity to innovate solutions. Today, the material and abstract sciences are aligning with the more potent creative spheres to combat our own self-destruction. Rather than being the on-going problem, we CAN all rally to find sustainable solutions.

JS: How has living with the pandemic affected your creative life?

MLH: In truth, not that much. An artist often produces their best work in isolation from others. I’m no different in that regard.

During 2020, I did align with a voice artist, local actor Jens Hansen from Beamsville, and sound engineer, Craig Watkins, to produce an audio version of my third novel, TRILLIUM, first published in 2018. We did all the work remotely and transferred audio files back and forth via computers until I was satisfied with the final product. The 14.5-hour TRILLIUM audiobook was released towards the end of the 2020 via iTunes and Amazon.

TRILLIUM is a timely tale of life on the Niagara peninsula over a period of 250 years. Starting in the mid 1750s, a young British foot-soldier, Tom Hartford, crosses over the wild and majestic Niagara River and decides to settle under the Escarpment brow near what is now Beamsville, Ontario. Two other diverse families intertwine over time with his, in this “epic” story about resilience, deceit, love and hate. TRILLIUM is about the stuff of human life. It paints a broad picture of an evolving community through major technological advancements, (i.e., the horse, to the car, to the plane – and from the smoke signal to literacy to tele-communications.)  Underneath these life-altering advancements remains the human heart and mind.

Other than that, I’ve been working on several other written and visual projects that should reach maturation within a year. It’s just what I do and have always done. One project at a time.

JS: How have you changed as a person and a creative artist since COVID became a significant factor in your life?

MLH: Not much at all. I am very conscious of following the recommended guidelines to protect others during the pandemic. And, touch wood, I have not been afflicted by COVID or any other debilitating disease during this ‘lockdown’ period. I did break my toe, but I can’t blame anyone or any other circumstance for that. It was just my own stupidity for not watching where I was going!

JS: What important beliefs do you usually express in or through your own work? How have these changed?

MLH: Central to most of my work is the thought or belief, that we, as a species, are just a small part of a much greater whole. As conscious beings, we have been able to articulate who and what we are through the assorted skills we manifest, as example, through architecture, or, as another example, transportation. This conceptual framework has not changed as a result of the pandemic. I still believe this, and just hope that others will begin to realize it too – be it via philosophy, religion, science and/or the arts.

Clearly, most are now aware, that humanity really is not, (and never has been), the centre of the universe – even though it is this very distinct ‘humanness’ that does give us the ways and means to ‘be’ in and on the world. The pandemic has given us pause and a huge global opportunity to re-consider our role within a much larger multi-verse. It’s been humbling, even devastating at times, yet also profoundly encouraging too.

With a realignment to emerging ‘alternate’ perceptions, we can move forward, (not backwards or downwards or even sideways). We, globally, collectively, locally, have an amazing opportunity now to build on what has preceded us to manifest an alternate path ahead.

As this transition continues, as the ‘old ways’ are understood for what they have both given and taken, we are being called upon to reshape ourselves, our cultures and our civilizations for a more sustainable future. We can do it.

Humanity just has to give up one little OLD thing – hubris.

JS: Please tell us about the projects that you are working on or will soon be working on and why they draw you to them.

MLH: I am currently collating a collection of short stories, essays and poems for an anthology that I hope to release under my own artists’ imprint in the fall. This material has lain dormant for quite some time in my writing box. I feel the time is ripening to share these thoughts and imaginings.

Well-chosen words can ignite others and cross-pollinate ideas.

Aside from that, I have just ordered another roll of canvas and hope to create new large canvases over this year in response to several lucid and tell-all dreams I’ve had over the past three months.

I’ve spent a lot of time during this past year considering the ‘screen environment’ that envelops us all. We can barely function now without some device in front of our eyeballs or at our fingertips.

Increasingly, most are aware that manufacturers of these devices want to keep us there – trapped. But we’re getting smarter too. We are using these tools now – (as much as they continue to use us) – to independently research, explore, investigate and expound. We are done being their consumer guinea pigs: we want these tools to serve us better. More are demanding just that.

Keep at it – for the betterment of all – and future generations.

JS: Any advice for other creative people who are enduring pandemic conditions?

MLH: Do your chosen work with conviction and determination. Do not give up or give in. Be who you are meant to be. Be your Self. And, when at all possible, ease the pressure on others who are feeling the strain, the seeming hopelessness of it all. Bolster them with words of encouragement. Give them inspiring and hope-filled literature or mind-expanding scientific links and tracts to read. (Example: Heard of the advances in thorium use? Google it!) Offer them soulful music to listen to. Encourage them to create from their own inner-beings. Help them adjust to the planetary transition that is upon us.

Above all, do your caretaking with love. Do your chosen work as well as you can.

 

MLH Book links: https://linktr.ee/MargaretLindsayHolton

MLH Twitter: https://twitter.com/TrillLINDSAY

MLH Website: https://canadadaphotography.blogspot.ca

MLH Music: https://canadada.bandcamp.com

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MUSIC AND MEMORIES PART TWO: ESSENTIAL CDS FROM FAIRUZ, FARID EL ATRACHE, MELINA KANA, ALEX PANGMAN

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*The Fairuz CD Almahaba is a powerful yet finely-realized up-close experience, one that requires the listener’s surrender. Here, surely, is evidence why Fairuz is a legend in the Arabic world. Her vocal embellishments are very difficult to achieve, according to an Arabic singer friend, but it’s the inherent beauty and complexity within her voice that incisively haunt and enchant at one go. I wrote a poem to Fairuz in my first book of poetry years ago, but, in truth, I’m not sure how one could capture her unique aura of intimacy a she sings. As I said, one surrenders, and then there is no better place to be. Note that you might find The Very Best of Fairuz and The Legendary Fairuz easier to find.

See the source image*My My friend Brenda Bell was known as the legend Badia Star in Canada, even before she took up residence as the featured belly dancer at a posh hotel in Cairo. She has told me often about her thrilling connection with an Arabic audience who know the songs to which she dances and understand the nuanced sexuality of her performances. Canadians instead want what they call sex, bluntly done, while an Arabic audience knows how to savour gradually and thus enjoy more fully.  Which leads me to an outstanding CD titled Farid el Atrache: The King of the Oud on which the singer/oudist/actor communes through his jaw-dropping virtuosity on the oud with a sometimes hysterically appreciative audience that that goes very nuts very often in response.  This man’s a subtle master of his art, one who never does brilliance for show in a music that echoes the depths of the earth.

*I once received a copy of Melina Kana: Portrait to review in my newspaper column and on my first listen I found it only pleasantly appealing, which in retrospect reveals my occasional and appalling lack of awareness in these matters. On my second – to five hundredth – listen, however, it became one of my essential CDs, a collection of compelling and potent performances that range from the initial bouzouki-driven hip-incited Alkoolika Stichakia Vers Ivres (Drunken Verses), to the toe-tapping yet very surreal Tou Christara (For Christara), to the methodically wild and totally irresistible Milo Gia Sena (I Tell of You) with the group Ashkabat from Turkmenistan. This is a song, one finds, that each of Kana’s audiences knows well enough to join the singer. Kana’s voice can sound like a caress, like a firm but distant echo from the mountains of Greece, like a woman deep inside her own long-wounded heart, and like a woman of sophisticated poise who can carry both a taverna or an upscale club and communicate in either with ease.

I’ve long been annoyed with singers who affect a swing era style while, in truth, they are paint-by-numbers stylists whose only individuality lies in emulation. Whatever their hype by the uninformed, they are painful to hear.

So, for me and many others, Alex Pangman has long been a crucial singer on the Canadian jazz scene, for many reasons. Alex knows her idiom as one born in its fibres, knows the nuances of style, knows the racial importance of her material. She knows the individual quirks of those singers long ago who have fuelled her, knows the many potentials of a lyric, knows the roots of a lyric in the human heart, knows the ways a lyric fits in with accompanying musicians. She is an individual on her own terms by instinct.

Alex Pangman finds a lyric’s nitty gritty bubbling in her own flesh. Her method can sometimes be conversational and sometimes she hangs on the musical underpinning of a great tune and lets herself be music’s tool. Her very presence seems an extension music’s rhythm, music’s love of taking a risk, music’s way of taking the listener into late night hours where he or she is changed from what they were and is something else now, though none can say what that is. We don’t have our feet too solid on the floor anymore because rhythm, not blood, flows through our veins. We are music, we live.

In the forties, when I was young, the big bands were gone and singers were still trying to somehow keep as real as possible, albeit with making a living and shallow producers a constant reality. Swing music and the music of twenties became more of a truth to me when I did two books with jazz singer Jackie Washington. One day I played Jackie my box set of swing era bands and I’ll be damned if he didn’t rattle off all the musicians, section by section, pausing only a second here and there. It was fun to hear Jackie’s tales of Teddy Wilson, Jack Teagarden, Benny Goodman, and the rest, because, like Alex Pangman, he dwelt heart and soul in the music.

Any Alex Pangman recording is a good place to start in her catalogue, although today I’m into Have a Little Fun which features Special Guest Bucky Pizzarelli and Alex Pangman 33, two spirited recordings that include crack musicians as much at home in her repertoire as she. I’m especially enjoying the ways that small, barely detectable mysteries of life seep into her singing of a phrase and create an intriguing and mysterious adult personality, the moniker of Canada’s Sweetheart of Song notwithstanding. Alex Pangman can sing a woman’s whole lifetime in a song, can sing it done hip, wisely adult, and playful to the end.

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MUSIC AND MEMORIES:  MUST HEAR CDS PART ONE

*On the CD Origins, pianist Ivana Gavric inhabits Haydn’s Piano Concerto No, 11 in D as familiar turf of his spirit, as if pianist and composer share not only one joie de vivre, but one joie d’être as well. We sense a clarity of being immediately in the spirited confidence of her entry, and one soon feels good to be alive. Once, at Haydn’s house in Vienna, a man from New England, with taxi waiting outside, rushed past me and about the room of displays for “just a few more minutes with Haydn” – and over time I’ve come to understand why Haydn is often greeted with profound affection.  We all have many mysteries of life to learn from Haydn’s guileless and playful heart. Take the CD at hand which also contains “homages to Haydn” by Debussy, d’Indy, Dukas, Hahn, Ravel, Widor – and Hoad. Included too is Hoad’s systematic but existentially-contained epic Between the Skies, the River, and the Hills, a composition with an enticing knack for the impending unknown, Gavric, always a subtly-voiced yet emotionally-precise pianist, performs this with Southbank Sinfonia.

La Voce del Violoncello

*On La Voce del Violoncello, we have Elinor Frey on baroque cello – with Esteban La Rotta on theorbo and baroque guitar and Susie Napper also on baroque cello.  Always pensive but with an assertive intention to explore gripping the atmosphere she creates about her, Frey probes the colorful and image-conjuring potential of both the inner and outer worlds of these “Solo Works of the First Italian Cellist Composers.” For me, at least, Frey draws one’s imagination down streets populated by people of seventeenth/eighteenth century Italy, and it’s delightful to imagine here the lives of day-to-day humans with their laughter, inner thoughts, and the sweat of living on their skin.

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* Recordings of Schubert’s “Death and the Maiden” quartet, by the Talich and Busch quartets, long ago permeated my consciousness and helped to shape my personal Schubertian world.  Add now to the mix a thrilling recording of much technical sophistication by the Pavel Haas Quartet of both the “Maiden” and the D956 Quintet. These are outstanding performances of metaphysical propulsion, uncannily integrated ensemble playing, and meticulously-realized yet subtle drama. I have been more accustomed to rougher edges in performances of the quartet and now I happily recommend the madness in finesse of the Pavel Haas Quartet in the “Maiden” and their elegantly textured and painfully touching narrative in the Quintet

* Many years ago, I got to tell lutenist Julian Bream, after his recital at Wigmore Hall, that his recording The Golden Age of English Lute Music had been a treasured and intimate companion of mine since it first appeared in the early sixties – then I thanked him two or three hundred times! And certainly, this recording has consumed my spirit and my thinking each time it began with Robert Johnson’s Two Almaines and took my imagination to unanticipated mysteries of the world offered, sometimes wistfully, by Dowland, Byrd, and company. I always feel at home in the music of this recording, though I doubt I would as secure in the threatening era in which the music was born. If I were to be buried in a pyramid, I would certainly take this CD along as an eternal everpresence to which I already feel eternally bound!

*It’s a special and too rare thrill to hear a composer recorded, whatever the music, and to know that a creative mind whose compositions we’ve often enjoyed is inevitably doing its thing before one’s very ears in the service of performance. Take this 3 CD set titled Beethoven Spring & Kreutzer Sonatas in which the seven violin-piano pairings include Kreisler/Rupp (1936) and Milstein/Balsam (1950) on the Spring Sonata and Kulenkampff/Kempff) (1935) and Busch Serkin (1941) on the Kreutzer. And at this very moment I’m listening to Szigeti/Bartok (1940) on the Kreutzer in an interpretation that often surprises in changes of tempo, emphasis, distinct personality, and dynamics. This is altogether delicious stuff and I can’t help but recall once working on my book on crafts while playing – over and over -the Emerson’s set of Bartok quartets, fueled, especially, by the fifth quartet to keep going without rest. In this Kreutzer, I hear a human heart and an always searching mind which I’ll take back to listens of Bartok’s own compositions.

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*I once visited the Brahms Museum in Murzzuschlag, Austria where, besides investigating the rooms and fascinating contents therein, I did two things: I played a middle C on Brahms’ own piano and purchased a two CD set of the composer’s music titled Brahms: Jorg Demus (In Memoriam Claudio Arrau).  Demus here indicates a naturally confidant and full-bodied – though not excessively so -presence, even in lyrical passages, rather than musical hues of reflective and perhaps wounded vulnerability. The playing has the quality of, perhaps, full-lunged singing atop the mountains not far away. Or is it the quality of the ringing of cathedral bells? It was in this summer residence that Brahms worked on his 4th symphony and almost lost it to a fire. I wrote a travel piece – for the Spectator or the Globe – and remember ending it, while looking through the train windows on the route back to Vienna, with something like, “A composer is lucky if he sees these mountains and writes music that is worthy of them.”

 

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ARTIST/WRITER MARK RYALL ON HIS NEW NOVEL AGE-DECODED – “ABOUT THE IMMINENT TSUNAMI OF GENETIC ENGINEERING TECHNOLOGY” – AND HIS PAINTINGS …. A REVIEWER INTERVIEWS PEOPLE IN THE ARTS

May be an image of 1 person and text that says 'K HSC Trojans'May be an image of text that says 'AGE-DECODED THEY CÃNQUERED AGING BUT IMPERILED HUMANITY A Speculative Fiction by MARK P RYALL'JAMES STRECKER: You have a new book just published and a number of recent paintings, so please tell us about these projects. Why do they matter to you and why should they matter to us?

MARK RYALL: They matter to me because they allow me to express views that are conservative in the sense that I’m reacting to the broad technological march forward of our world. We’re all part of this and I’m trying to make sense of it both for myself and others. A painting of a historical Hamilton Stelco structure has the same motif as a dystopian fiction about genetic engineering. Both are conservative clarion calls for mindfulness.

JS: Please tell us about the projects that you will soon be working on and why they draw you to them.

MR: Over the next few months I will be promoting my new book, Age-Decoded. As a self-published first-time author, marketing is a responsibility that rivals the actual writing of the book. In this age of social media, I’m discovering tools and levers needed to help me reach an audience. I believe many people could not just enjoy but also benefit from reading my novel, because it represents “hard science fiction,” i.e., my best attempt to portray the actual world we’re headed towards. This summer I will also produce two more acrylic paintings. I’ve been incubating on the subject matter, but they’ll probably be sports portraits or natural landscapes.

JS: What important beliefs do you express in or through your work?

MR: The novel Age-Decoded is all about technological change and unforeseen consequences. In that sense I’m a conservative, but hopefully not a Luddite. For example, in this novel everyone is offered the publicly-funded procedure of age-decoding, which uses CRISPR technology to halt the aging process. Naturally, most people jump at this! But what are the consequences for these individuals, and more saliently, for humanity? I offer up many, most of which are not good. This artistic expression of beliefs I do not see as scifi/fantasy, but as speculative fiction meant to portray what I think is bound to happen 50-100 years out.

JS: How have you changed as an artist and as a person since you began to do creative work?

MR: In terms of the writing, I can’t answer that question because I haven’t begun a second book. My gut tells me it’ll be yet another dystopian work: perhaps on the use of technology to track/surveil peoples’ actions, not just physical but also thoughts and feelings? In my paintings my subject matter has shifted since I began: originally it was all structural – old buildings, bridges, etc. – but it’s evolved to personal compositions, most notably sports portraits.

JS: What are your biggest challenges as a creative person?

MR: I have no big challenges or compelling excuses. Art is a wonderful opportunity to express myself. It helps that I don’t depend on it to support myself financially, so I’m liberated me to just go — in any direction! This luxury is a privilege I do not see as challenged.

JS: What are your most meaningful achievements?

MR: Teaching economics to young people was most meaningful. Not the supply and demand aspects, which are technical and quantitative, but the softer social, political and environmental issues surrounding the discipline. Young people can comprehend that economics is not an exact science, in fact is not a science at all. I spent twenty-five years teaching economics and never grew tired of experiencing this revelation in collaboration with my students.

JS: What do you ask of your audience?

MR: Mindfully reflect. In this buzzfed, new-media-amped, click-baited, likes-driven, tech-laden world we need to slow down and become more Buddhist-like in our mental temperament. One of the characters in my novel, Jesus (ironically a Buddhist) is very good at mindfully appreciating interconnectedness, even as chaos unfolds around him.

JS: What do you yourself find to be the most intriguing and/or surprising things about you?

MR: That I’ve become more spiritual and more social in growing older. In my early adult years, perhaps because of my aptitude for math and science, I was preoccupied with studying and pursuing work in science and business. But something inside me always rebelled and I gradually moved into the softer realms through teaching. Working daily with young people taught me to draw energy from humans instead of things. Intriguingly, I know myself better, I also am myself better. My art is a good example of this shift to things nontangible and social. Twelve years ago, I was not even painting or writing.

JS: How has living with the pandemic affected your creative life?

MR: It’s been a boon. I say this knowing that Covid-19 wreaked havoc on the work or personal lives of many others. But for me, recently retired, it’s been a positive. Practically, it’s opened up enormous amounts of time to devote to art, without the usual distractions. For example, I now spend little time triathlon training, due to all competitions being cancelled, which liberates about 2-3 hours per day for pursuits such as drinking cheap wine and writing. Spiritually, the pandemic has shone the light on the human spirit, the common good, and the interconnectedness of nature. Witnessing all of this unfold propels my creative juices.

JS: How and where can the public buy your book and your paintings?

MR: My paintings can be viewed on Instagram at m.ryall; some available for purchase which can be arranged by Instagram direct message or email contact markpryall@gmail.com

My speculative fiction Age-Decoded eBook is available at all major online retailers. The Books2Read link for that is:  https://books2read.com/age-decoded

 

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NATHALIE BONJOUR ON “DIGIDANCE” PRESENTATION OF CRYSTAL PITE’S BODY AND SOUL, AN EXCLUSIVE CANADIAN FILM PREMIERE, PERFORMED BY LEGENDARY PARIS OPERA BALLET – STREAMING ONLINE FEBRUARY 17-23, 2021…A REVIEWER INTERVIEWS PEOPLE IN THE ARTS

Tickets & information on Body and Soul and Digidance at harbourfrontcentre.com

JAMES STRECKER: Please tell us what you want the public to know about the creation of Digidance. What is it, why did it need to happen, and how did it come to be?

NATHALIE BONJOUR: Digidance is a new joint initiative of Canadian dance presenters to deliver exceptional, full length Canadian and international dance content online to patrons across the country. Created in July 2020 as a response to the COVID-19 pandemic, Digidance consists of the following leading dance Presenters: DanceHouse (Vancouver), Harbourfront  Centre (Toronto), the National Arts Centre (Ottawa), and Danse Arboriform (Montreal).

JS: What kind of audience will this project interest? What new audience are you also seeking? Why to both questions?

NB: We seek to offer affordable programming at $15 per ticket to our existing, as well new, dance audiences. We hope that the ticket price will be conducive to developing a new audience that wouldn’t necessarily spend a lot on a dance ticket for an in-person show but will give this format a try. The other advantage of a digital offering is that it is accessible for audiences in geographically remote parts of the country. We will also partner with other presenters interested in specific programming for their own audiences—for instance, partnering with Springboard in Calgary to offer Body and Soul to their audiences. And finally, we also add some interviews and historical context for the pieces for a deeper appreciation.

JS: In what ways was/is this project easy to do and in what ways was/is it difficult to realize? How long did it take and why that long?

NB: We have been meeting informally on a weekly basis since last summer. We’re all presenters juggling various other offerings to our audiences, as well as other ways to support artists in our communities. We had to find a formula that we all could support and get behind. One of the silver linings of this pandemic is that we have worked to find new ways to collaborate. We are launching Digidance now but we started working together last year and tested the format with two other films, Dancing at Dusk (the Pina Bausch’s Rite of Spring with l’Ecole des Sables), and the Jack of All Trades livestream from Montreal.

JS: How are you planning to promote, market, and sell this project to the public?

NB: Through our e-newsletters, websites, and social media.

JS: Please give us a brief autobiography, some stuff about yourself, that is relevant to this project.

NB: I have worked as a presenter and producer of Canadian contemporary performing arts for 25 years.

JS: What exactly do you like about your role at Harbourfront Centre as Director of Performing Arts?

NB: I like to work in a multidisciplinary setting, and that we offer so much free and accessible excellent programming. I like the research that goes into programming; I like that we play a vital role in supporting artists in the creation and presentation of their work. And I love the shows—where the artists and audiences meet! There is nothing that beats the feeling of a theatre full of people being moved by a production that’s happening in front of them.

JS: Let’s talk about the state of the arts in today’s society, including the forms in which you work. What specifically gives you hope and what specifically do you find depressing?

NB: We are living in particularly challenging times for performing artists but the changes that we are witnessing in society give me hope for new forms of art and expression, and a more just society.

JS: What’s next for Digidance?

NB: We will have another presentation in March and another one in April—both important Canadian companies in the dance landscape. Details to be announced soon!

 

 

 

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FIVE POEMS ON THE DEATH OF REGAN RUSSELL James Strecker © 2020, James Strecker

I read the last of these now revised poems at the presentation of the Dr. Jean Rumney Award posthumously to Regan Russell on September 14, 2020 at the Hamilton/Burlington SPCA

 

REGAN BRINGS WATER TO THE PIGS

Regan brings water to the pigs.

For this deed of mercy, she is

killed – some say murdered – where

they, so gentle and tortured, die.

 

Her body is dragged in pieces to

the slaughterhouse she condemns.

This house of legal cruelty kills

ten thousand innocent pigs each day.

 

But behold, our government bows

down low to their butcher masters.

Our government makes laws to

 

protect their backers of blood-red

hands that drip needless suffering

and pain. Our government decrees

that we close our eyes, that we

 

become inhuman to such pain. They

believe a pig does not matter, no more

than women battered, children abused.

 

Look here, outside, a woman ate

flesh, she shook a fist at Regan’s

face, she spit on Regan’s skin. Is it

 

she who murdered my friend of

humane purpose, my friend who

knew all life sacred and the same?

 

Regan’s gentle hand said “No” to

this woman’s curse. Regan brought

easing water to these pigs in agony,

these pigs concealed from the world.

 

But if the death of pigs must

prevail, by a cowardly government’s

decree, let darkness now consume

these men who safeguard butchers

 

with their insane passion to slaughter.

They give murder a legal name

and would make us killers too.

 

But Regan would raise the bar of

your humanity, and speak kindness

for all, a new beginning. Regan

 

would see in pigs not dollars and

coins of commerce, but the soul

of life that you, without a soul,

would claim for yourself.

 

Yet, if destiny does not agree that

in time we see eye to eye, for once

have the guts to answer this question:

 

If you kill animals, and refuse to

hear their pain, why should you,

so inhuman, not also die like pigs?

 

 

THOSE BUTCHERS

Their mantra is free enterprise,

they have conquered a world once

ruined by all of us. We now sit in

carnage made for profit by only a few.

 

What need we to prove? Why shout

once again the evil that evil men do?

You would have us hear the wounded

pig’s cry and do nothing. But if such

heartless society kills to eat meat, it no

longer matters what they have to say.

 

Their scheme is this, that we ignore

these innocent pigs in days and nights

of pain you cannot, dare not, imagine

for yourself. But are you even worthy

of the pigs who have died, still die

and die, for your butchered dinner?

 

Tell the world we need no science to

prove a pig can feel. The pig squeals

in pain, the pig’s eye pleads for mercy

of you, so listen, dammit, and see.

Nothing else, no reason, needs be said.

 

And tell the world beware these men

like you: a willful blindness guides

their cruel hearts. Take care, these men

will make your silence your own

brutality – they will make your passive

silence your fate of meaningless doom.

 

 

A NEW MORNING

Outside a window, the sunlight

sounds of morning light. Dawn

caresses the awakening of a

piglet’s eyes. No need of a killing

religion here, for lives already holy.

 

Man is now not much of lasting

consequence, man destroys at will

and too long has been. When we

think, you and I, of humankind, only

devils and cowards come to mind.

 

But it sometimes comes to be,

when love is shared for animals,

that one human being is able to

trust, and even feel hope, in such

love from the heart of another.

 

Regan’s passion was her humility,

she knew a pig – or any animal –

her equal. The killer, by a bloodied

pig’s death defined, adds up to

nothing more than base brutality.

 

No, Regan did not commit suicide.

And you are diseased in spirit to say

it was so, a liar who invents a story

like this to fill the hollow of your

 

heart. Regan was killed because the

law, made by men, prefers murder

done so they can walk away, so none

can have their say. Let rage be my

echo when I speak of such a man.

 

 

ESSENCES

Regan held high a sign outside the

slaughterhouse, all life to defend: “If

you were in this truck, we would be

here for you too.” Yet, she knew too

 

well this paradox: the carnivore she

would save can hear loud cries of

suffering, and stand unmoved and

distant like a stone. Some even grin

 

wide to cause more pain. They

prove themselves masters of nothing.

 

How many dismissed as lunacy this

woman who dared to stand up for

the wondrous senses in all of life?

 

Some answered her drunk in loathing

that lives to idly kill. Some held their

knives, too eagerly, that hacked

sacred, sentient lives into dead

 

chunks of flesh.? Their greed called

the shots and made greedy dollars

from murder. Or was it for killing

alone they lived and drank their

 

victims’ blood? Who knows the mind

of one who drove a transport truck

that day? The law merely said he was

careless, the death unintended, inquiry

 

closed. This killer was so many men

like him, a curse to the beauty of life.

Why do they need conceal his name?

 

 

TO REGAN

We fused our watches to noon one day

and had a long due vegan lunch. I held no

hope for overrated man. Uh huh, you agreed.

 

You spoke, I nodded yes, I spoke,

you finished my sentences. We were

often, each one, amen to the other.

 

You said I had been so kind when you

were lost and down. I felt protected by

you when the fire burned us out of home.

 

Mention animals, we were both one

spirit and fueled alive. Our silences

trusted each other. Now I reach for the

phone to call you, now I put it down.

 

The system finally killed you, a monster

truck of thirsty, frantic pigs ran over your

compassion.  But, Regan, you are stronger,

dead, than any killer’s willful knife.

 

Your death leaves a wounded emptiness

behind, your death is too cold, too soon

before we are hopeless and old. But

look how many rush to stand with you.

 

The carnivore still licks his lips, inhales

perfumes of killing and pain. A goon

government would bid you eat more meat.

 

We already have meat, and the world is

polluted. We already have meat, and we

are dying from it. But your deeds, your

 

ideals, now flow through us like life’s

blood itself.  We are open to the giving

wisdom of your potent, loving heart.

 

You gave your body and your will to

the wounded and abused. You caressed

their breathing, in and out, and they

replied with gentle sounds of trust.

 

A wounded bird or pig or cat – or any

animal – was a dearest friend in need,

and you walked your own path to save

 

the helpless from the murdering species

we always will be. But these mere words

cannot embody your ineffable love.

 

Who willed this cruel, unspeakable

irony? You are killed, yet you have won

this round, where murdering men with

 

their killing toys will always be boys,

and courts cover up the kill. You are

martyred, yes, but your cause of mercy

 

is now spoken around the world – loud

with gentleness and turbulent with love,

a paradigm of human for all humans to

 

Your firm devotion to the living

must now be ours, deep as your spirit

and just as feisty, humble and strong.

 

 

 

 

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FIVE POEMS FOR REGAN BY JAMES STRECKER presented on Sunday, August 23 at Niagara-on-the-Lake, in memory of his friend, Reagan Russell, for AT WAR FOR ANIMALS NIAGARA

I read my new cycle of poems dedicated to my dear friend of over forty years, Regan Russell, titled FIVE POEMS FOR REGAN, at Rally for Regan in Niagara-on-the-Lake on Sunday, August 23. The event was sponsored by AT WAR FOR ANIMALS NIAGARA.

Regan was killed by a truck full of inhumanly abused pigs at the Fearman’s Slaughterhouse in Burlington, two months ago, as Regan protested Premier Ford’s AG-GAG law which, like other of his machinations, has been branded dictatorial, undemocratic, and inhumane.

Some have called the deed murder. Regan was bringing water to these pigs and the driver saw she was there. Shouldn’t an inquiry be necessary, even in Ford’s misogynistic Ontario?

FIVE POEMS FOR REGAN by James Strecker     © 2020, James Strecker

 

REGAN BRINGS WATER TO THE PIGS

Regan brings water to the pigs.

For this deed of mercy, she is

killed – some say murdered – where

they, so gentle and tortured, die.

 

Her body is dragged in pieces to

the slaughterhouse she condemns.

This house of legal cruelty kills

ten thousand innocent pigs each day.

 

But behold, our government bows

down low to their butcher masters.

Our government makes laws to

 

protect their backers of blood-red

hands that drip needless suffering

and pain. Our government decrees

that we close our eyes, that we

 

become inhuman to such pain.

They believe a pig does not matter,

no more than women battered, abused.

 

Look here, outside, a woman ate

flesh, she shook a fist at Regan’s

face, she spit on Regan’s skin. Is it

 

she who murdered my friend of

humane purpose, my friend who

knew all life sacred and the same?

 

Regan’s gentle hand said “No” to

this woman’s curse. Regan brought

easing water to these pigs in agony,

these pigs concealed from the world.

 

But if the death of pigs must

prevail, by a cowardly government’s

decree, let darkness now consume

these men who safeguard butchers

 

with their insane passion to slaughter.

They give murder a legal name

and would make us killers too.

 

But Regan would raise the bar of

your humanity, and speak kindness

for all, a new beginning, Regan

 

would see in pigs not dollars and

coins of commerce, but the soul

of life that you, without a soul,

would claim for yourself.

 

Yet, if destiny does not agree that

in time we see eye to eye, for once

have the guts to answer this question:

 

If you kill animals, and refuse to

hear their pain, why should you,

so inhuman, not also die like pigs?

 

A NEW MORNING

Outside a window, the sunlight

sounds of morning light. Dawn

caresses the awakening of a

piglet’s eyes. No need of a killing

religion here, for lives already holy.

 

Man is now not much of lasting

consequence, man destroys at will

and too long has been. When we

think, you and I, of humankind, only

devils and cowards come to mind.

 

But it sometimes comes to be,

when love is shared for animals,

that one human being is able to

trust, and even feel hope, in such

love from the heart of another.

 

Regan’s passion was her humility,

she knew a pig – or any animal –

her equal. The killer, by a bloodied

pig’s death defined, adds up to

 

nothing more than base brutality.

Let rage be my endless echo when

I speak in contempt of such a man.

 

THOSE BUTCHERS

Their mantra is free enterprise,

They have conquered a world

now ruined by all of us.

We sit in carnage made

for profit by only a few.

 

What need we prove?

Why shout once again

the evil that evil men do?

You would have us hear

the wounded pig’s cry

and do nothing. But if such

heartless society kills to eat

meat, it no longer matters

what they have to say.

 

Their scheme is this, that

we ignore these innocent

pigs in days and nights of pain

you cannot, dare not, imagine

for yourself. But are you

even worthy of the pigs

who have died, still die,

for your butchered dinner?

 

Tell the world we need no

science to prove a pig can feel.

The pig squeals in pain, the

pig’s eye pleads for mercy of

you, so listen, dammit, and see.

Nothing else needs be said.

 

And tell the world beware

these men like you: a willful

blindness guides their cruel

hearts. Take care, these men

will make your silence your

own brutality – they will make

your silence your own doom.

 

ESSENCES

Devotion to the living was her essence.

It must now be ours and as strong.

 

Regan held high a sign outside the

slaughterhouse, all life to defend: “If

you were in this truck, we would be

here for you too.” Yet, she knew too

 

well this paradox: the carnivore she

would save can hear loud cries of

suffering, and stand unmoved and

distant like a stone. Some even grin

 

wide to cause more pain. They

prove themselves masters of nothing.

 

How many dismissed as lunacy this

woman who dared to stand up for

the wondrous senses in all of life?

 

Some answered her drunk in loathing

that lives to idly kill. How many held

knives, too eagerly, that hacked sacred,

sentient lives into dead chunks of

 

flesh.? Their greed called the shots

and made greedy dollars from murder.

Or was it for killing alone they lived

and drank their victims’ blood?

 

Who knows the mind of one who drove a

transport truck that day? The law merely

said he was careless, the death unintended,

inquiry closed. This killer was so many men

like him, why do they need conceal his name?

 

TO REGAN

We fused our watches and had a

long due lunch. I held no hope for

overrated man. Uh huh, you said.

 

You spoke, I nodded yes, I spoke,

you finished my sentences. We were

often, each one, amen to the other.

 

You said I had been so kind when you

were lost and down. I felt protected by

you when the fire burned us out of home.

 

Mention animals, we were both one

spirit and fueled alive. Our silences

trusted each other. Now I reach for the

phone to call you, now I put it down.

 

The system finally killed you, a monster

truck of thirsty, frantic pigs ran over your

compassion.  But, Regan, you are stronger,

dead, than any killer’s willful knife.

 

Your death leaves a wounded emptiness

behind, your death is too cold, too soon

before we are hopeless and old. But

look how many rush to stand with you.

 

The carnivore still licks his lips, inhales

perfumes of killing and pain. A goon

government would bid you eat more meat.

 

We already have meat, and the world is

polluted. We already have meat, and we are

dying from it. But your life, your ideals,

now flow like life’s blood itself to our hearts.

 

Who willed this cruel, unspeakable

irony? You are killed, yet you have won

this round, where murdering men with

their killing toys will always be boys,

 

and courts cover up the kill. You are

martyred, yes, but your cause of mercy

is now spoken around the world – loud

with gentleness and raging like a storm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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