Sunday, August 9, 2009
Summer Joy
Last night sat on my balcony snacking on nectarines, riopelle cheese and caribou-cranberry pate while I listened to some John Coltrane. What a wonderful way to relax into a warm summer evening.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Find Some Comic Energy at the Calgary Fringe Festival
Want to know where the hidden gem might be at this year’s Calgary Fringe Festival? Meet Paul Hutcheson who is presenting On Second Thought.
Paul is in his sixth year as a solo performer with 20 festivals under his belt. He is a veteran of the Canadian Fringe Festival circuit as well as festivals in New York, Orlando, Colorado and San Francisco. He has a few awards to celebrate the experience.
“Performing is a passion, and I love appearing at the Canadian Fringe Festivals,” says Paul. He relates how a Wednesday, 2 pm show with only 4 people, who have never met each other, can essentially give a master class in stage presentation to a solo performer. “It becomes a real stretch to reach those four people, who have chosen to sit as far apart as they can, and draw them into the show,” Paul relates. “However, I have noticed this year that people are seeking comedy at inexpensive venues as an escape from the woes of the recession. So my life as a solo comic performer is a touch enhanced – mentally and financially!”
Paul reports that On Second Thought is a reflection on the choices we make on life’s journey. He hopes to demonstrate that a linear approach can lead to ridiculously unfortunate psychic traps (bored is a good clue you are in the wrong place). While, on the other hand, poking a life choice with a quirky second thought can spark a wondrous trajectory leading to unexpected places that fit the soul. As he speaks I can hear the inventive humor (some risqué, some digestive track focused, and some just plain fun) that will be driving this show. In other words, if you are feeling alienated, drop kick a kinky thought at your social or work scene, and let the world turn until you recognize a place and time as your normal.
I am looking forward to having some great laughs when sharing this journey with Paul at a show this week.
UPDATE: Caught the show - Precisely observed vignettes rich in comedy. You will celebrate how we as humans persevere in our journeys of discovery.
Find Paul and On Second Thought at the ArtPoint Gallery – 1139 11 St SE.
August 2 – 1:45 pm
August 3 – 3:45 pm
August 6 – 9:45 pm
August 8 – 5:45 pm
Paul is in his sixth year as a solo performer with 20 festivals under his belt. He is a veteran of the Canadian Fringe Festival circuit as well as festivals in New York, Orlando, Colorado and San Francisco. He has a few awards to celebrate the experience.
“Performing is a passion, and I love appearing at the Canadian Fringe Festivals,” says Paul. He relates how a Wednesday, 2 pm show with only 4 people, who have never met each other, can essentially give a master class in stage presentation to a solo performer. “It becomes a real stretch to reach those four people, who have chosen to sit as far apart as they can, and draw them into the show,” Paul relates. “However, I have noticed this year that people are seeking comedy at inexpensive venues as an escape from the woes of the recession. So my life as a solo comic performer is a touch enhanced – mentally and financially!”
Paul reports that On Second Thought is a reflection on the choices we make on life’s journey. He hopes to demonstrate that a linear approach can lead to ridiculously unfortunate psychic traps (bored is a good clue you are in the wrong place). While, on the other hand, poking a life choice with a quirky second thought can spark a wondrous trajectory leading to unexpected places that fit the soul. As he speaks I can hear the inventive humor (some risqué, some digestive track focused, and some just plain fun) that will be driving this show. In other words, if you are feeling alienated, drop kick a kinky thought at your social or work scene, and let the world turn until you recognize a place and time as your normal.
I am looking forward to having some great laughs when sharing this journey with Paul at a show this week.
UPDATE: Caught the show - Precisely observed vignettes rich in comedy. You will celebrate how we as humans persevere in our journeys of discovery.
Find Paul and On Second Thought at the ArtPoint Gallery – 1139 11 St SE.
August 2 – 1:45 pm
August 3 – 3:45 pm
August 6 – 9:45 pm
August 8 – 5:45 pm
Dreaming in the Park
The MRC Shakespeare in the Park production of Midsummer Night's Dream is well worth sitting on the grass on Prince's Island this year. Across all the roles the cast is very strong. It is a real treat to see this play presented so effectively. Particularly enjoyable is having the actors double the roles of Thesus/Oberon and Hippolyta/Titania - the first time I have seen this (Peter Brooks did it first in the last century).
As usual with this company, this is a very fresh and totally engaging reading of the play. If you go, it will be like seeing it for the first time again - how often do you get to be a virgin twice? Of course, that thought is part of the whole mix resulting from the collisions between power and ambition impacting politically correct sexuality and the sex drive hard wired into us that drives this play. The music of Queen, with its androgynous scope, fits naturally into the play as incidental music - a wonderful choice.
Go - you will chuckle, you will roar with laughter, and you will stand and cheer at the end.
As usual with this company, this is a very fresh and totally engaging reading of the play. If you go, it will be like seeing it for the first time again - how often do you get to be a virgin twice? Of course, that thought is part of the whole mix resulting from the collisions between power and ambition impacting politically correct sexuality and the sex drive hard wired into us that drives this play. The music of Queen, with its androgynous scope, fits naturally into the play as incidental music - a wonderful choice.
Go - you will chuckle, you will roar with laughter, and you will stand and cheer at the end.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Views On Midsummer Loves
Did you fall in love, or fall deeper into love with your current significant other, at the Calgary Folk Music Festival?
Here is a playlist for you.
You Go To My Head - Chet Baker Quartet, Chet Baker: Jazz in Paris
La Vie en Rose - Sophie Milman, Sophie Milman
Tristes Souvenirs - Molly Johnson, Messin' Around
Biban Ke - Asa, Asa
A Taste of Honey - Lizz Wright, Dreaming Wide Awake
Beautiful - Adi Braun, The Rules of the Game
But for Now - Jamie Cullum, Twentysomething
Stay - Sophie Milman, Make Someone Happy
After Tonight - Justin Nozuka, Holly
If You Were a Sailboat - Katie Melua, Pictures
Lover, You Should've Come Over - Jamie Cullum, Twentysomething
Loving You - Paolo Nutini, These Streets
Tonight - Molly Johnson, Messin' Around
Love - Kelley Hunter, Mercy
Show Me Yours - Adi Braun, The Rules of the Game
Reste(Stay) - Sophie Milman, Make Someone Happy
Lover Man - Chet Baker Quartet, Chet Baker: Jazz in Paris
Here is a playlist for you.
You Go To My Head - Chet Baker Quartet, Chet Baker: Jazz in Paris
La Vie en Rose - Sophie Milman, Sophie Milman
Tristes Souvenirs - Molly Johnson, Messin' Around
Biban Ke - Asa, Asa
A Taste of Honey - Lizz Wright, Dreaming Wide Awake
Beautiful - Adi Braun, The Rules of the Game
But for Now - Jamie Cullum, Twentysomething
Stay - Sophie Milman, Make Someone Happy
After Tonight - Justin Nozuka, Holly
If You Were a Sailboat - Katie Melua, Pictures
Lover, You Should've Come Over - Jamie Cullum, Twentysomething
Loving You - Paolo Nutini, These Streets
Tonight - Molly Johnson, Messin' Around
Love - Kelley Hunter, Mercy
Show Me Yours - Adi Braun, The Rules of the Game
Reste(Stay) - Sophie Milman, Make Someone Happy
Lover Man - Chet Baker Quartet, Chet Baker: Jazz in Paris
Just One Together at the Calgary Folk Festival
Glendower: I can call the spirits from the vasty deep.
Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come when you do call for them?
-- William Shakespeare, Henry the Fourth, Part One
The aural sensual overload is taking a different turn this year. I can hear the spirits answering the calling by the musicians. Very much inhabiting a different dimension as I approach Day 4.
Arrive later than I could have. However I am in time to pick up lunch and settle into the Acorn concert. Again a band with superior arrangements for instruments that challenge the genre. The tune they play from the next CD tells me this band is dedicated to complex music that is very accessible. It will be a pleasure to buy their CD's as they develop.
In the next time slot there is an abundance of great choices. What a marvelous gift from Kerry Clarke and compatriots. What other festival has so much great talent assembled that all you really need to do is pick anything, and simply enjoy the hour?
I decide to cheat and start at Streaming Consciousness and then switch to Pacifica for the opening of that concert. Glad I do. Ramped up by the great musicians at Streaming Consciousness, after I move I discover Pacifica. She is calling to the spirits that reigned prior to the European invasion. I am suddenly convinced that the patriarchal god simply has gotten it wrong. We should be listening to the earth, not laying waste to it.
As I must hear Umalali one last time this weekend, I opt for the Guided by Voices workshop. The Good Lovelies, Akron/Family, Dry Branch Fire Squad and Umalali draw us into a world where the spirits of human community really do answer our calls. I shall not soon forget the rousing closing number, led by Umalali but joined by their colleagues and all of us, of "Just One Together." No matter what else happens this evening, I am going home with a new treasure in my memory bank.
At the mainstage Darrol Anger, Mike Marshall & Vasen have the daunting task of inviting people back to their tarps with some entrance music. These guys go much further. Their playing would have qualified them as court musicians for Prince Esterházy at what might have passed for an 18th century garden party. A sweet and enchanting introduction to the evening.
The newspapers are rightly full of the experience emerging from the pairing of the Sojourners and Mavis Staples. The Sojourners demonstrate that the term "spiritual" emerged from the human need to call out for solace and justice. Mavis Staples demonstrates how that call was amplified in the 60's so that the simple, yet strong calls were mutated into anthems that still resonate today - mostly because the work is not yet complete. Yet the power of hope is strong in both sets. And I begin to understand how a young politician with the theme: "Yes, We Can" gets elected to the American presidency.
Ok, I admit I was fully enchanted by Loreena Mckennitt. No one can anticipate moments like that. However, when they happen, it is best simply to absorb the experience. Did the oracle at Delphi invite pilgrims to her temple at dusk with a solo harp? I think not. However, my bet is that some druid priestesses did in their eon. The enchantment spreads as her songs of the Celtic journey through space and time invade the site. A group of young people behind me spontaneously form a circle and dance the rhythms of Beltane. We are "Just One Together" yet again this evening. It is too powerful to describe. It had to be felt.
Thank goodness for the finale. We all needed some direction to find our way home. For sure we know what to do for the next year: Let our light shine!
Yes, the evening ends with me joyfully singing along, in the key of off, with 15,000 other like minded companion spirits.
Like the musicians, I must thank the staff and the volunteers of the CFMF. Your enthusiasm and dedication makes pulling off the logistics of an event of this scale look easy. I know it is not. Thank you. See you next year!
Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come when you do call for them?
-- William Shakespeare, Henry the Fourth, Part One
The aural sensual overload is taking a different turn this year. I can hear the spirits answering the calling by the musicians. Very much inhabiting a different dimension as I approach Day 4.
Arrive later than I could have. However I am in time to pick up lunch and settle into the Acorn concert. Again a band with superior arrangements for instruments that challenge the genre. The tune they play from the next CD tells me this band is dedicated to complex music that is very accessible. It will be a pleasure to buy their CD's as they develop.
In the next time slot there is an abundance of great choices. What a marvelous gift from Kerry Clarke and compatriots. What other festival has so much great talent assembled that all you really need to do is pick anything, and simply enjoy the hour?
I decide to cheat and start at Streaming Consciousness and then switch to Pacifica for the opening of that concert. Glad I do. Ramped up by the great musicians at Streaming Consciousness, after I move I discover Pacifica. She is calling to the spirits that reigned prior to the European invasion. I am suddenly convinced that the patriarchal god simply has gotten it wrong. We should be listening to the earth, not laying waste to it.
As I must hear Umalali one last time this weekend, I opt for the Guided by Voices workshop. The Good Lovelies, Akron/Family, Dry Branch Fire Squad and Umalali draw us into a world where the spirits of human community really do answer our calls. I shall not soon forget the rousing closing number, led by Umalali but joined by their colleagues and all of us, of "Just One Together." No matter what else happens this evening, I am going home with a new treasure in my memory bank.
At the mainstage Darrol Anger, Mike Marshall & Vasen have the daunting task of inviting people back to their tarps with some entrance music. These guys go much further. Their playing would have qualified them as court musicians for Prince Esterházy at what might have passed for an 18th century garden party. A sweet and enchanting introduction to the evening.
The newspapers are rightly full of the experience emerging from the pairing of the Sojourners and Mavis Staples. The Sojourners demonstrate that the term "spiritual" emerged from the human need to call out for solace and justice. Mavis Staples demonstrates how that call was amplified in the 60's so that the simple, yet strong calls were mutated into anthems that still resonate today - mostly because the work is not yet complete. Yet the power of hope is strong in both sets. And I begin to understand how a young politician with the theme: "Yes, We Can" gets elected to the American presidency.
Ok, I admit I was fully enchanted by Loreena Mckennitt. No one can anticipate moments like that. However, when they happen, it is best simply to absorb the experience. Did the oracle at Delphi invite pilgrims to her temple at dusk with a solo harp? I think not. However, my bet is that some druid priestesses did in their eon. The enchantment spreads as her songs of the Celtic journey through space and time invade the site. A group of young people behind me spontaneously form a circle and dance the rhythms of Beltane. We are "Just One Together" yet again this evening. It is too powerful to describe. It had to be felt.
Thank goodness for the finale. We all needed some direction to find our way home. For sure we know what to do for the next year: Let our light shine!
Yes, the evening ends with me joyfully singing along, in the key of off, with 15,000 other like minded companion spirits.
Like the musicians, I must thank the staff and the volunteers of the CFMF. Your enthusiasm and dedication makes pulling off the logistics of an event of this scale look easy. I know it is not. Thank you. See you next year!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
The Earth Opened at the Calgary Folk Festival
Loreena Mckennet gave a staggeringly powerful performance tonight. One can never anticipate such a magical moment. However one can be very glad to be there to see Gaia restored to her rightful place - as prime goddess in the pantheon.
Wandering Soul at the Calgary Folk Music Festival
Day 3 and the perfect weather continues. I am very happy that shade is plentiful at most of the workshop stages. We are going to need it.
Start the day with some tacos and head for the Trophy Scribes workshop. What wonderful sedition is on offer from masterful musicians. Love everybody, but become entranced by the Tom Fun Orchestra. Decide to catch up with them at the Twilight Stage tonight.
Next, go check out the Steve Dawson concert. Can't decide if I like his own tunes or the covers better. Both are presented with a rich voice and wonderfully accomplished playing.
Caught a bit of Dick Gaughan - and remember how much I like politics mixed with art. As he says, what an agitator can say in one sentence, it takes a song nine verses!
Grab a cider with cranberry at the Beer Garden. Totally refreshing, but feel it going straight to my head so stop at one and head out. Am going to try Dry Branch Squad. I feel I must give Bluegrass a chance. These guys are superior, and I could see myself sitting a while. However there are still cringes around the edges of the hearing. So I opt for Deep Dark Woods. Totally rewarded by encountering this band. Perhaps volunteering briefly at the Drop In Center last winter has given me a new respect and sense of urgency for songs about human encounters that produce roadkill. There is a sense of yearning in the songs and music - is it hope, or just plain determination? They are great, so the listening required to answer that question will be wonderful.
Now I am totally hooped. The Yonge and Restless workshop has the power line up. I decided yesterday evening that I really wanted to see the Mark Berube & the Patriotic Few concert. Mark Berube and the Patriotic Few win and I am glad. I love the Mr. Berube's voice. It is an agile and sweet instrument. I love the cabaret style songs and arrangements. I totally love the imagery in the songs that suggest rather than preach. I totally get it. I am so looking forward to the concert here in the Fall.
Back to the beer tent where I get two rewards. Test out the new lime beer from the sponsoring brewery and it is wonderful on this hot summer afternoon. And the Yonge and Restless workshop is still going. Justin Rutledge is singing a powerful tune about desiring to be in the heart of the river, and he asks us to join in and sing it to the towers looming out of downtown. Sarah Harmer gives us a tune that says "stay tuned" for tonight's mainstage set. Steven Page shows a sense of humour. The Good Lovlies display their syncopating harmonies. What a workshop this must have been.
Next will be Phil Wiggins and Corey Harris. However on my way to the workshop site Ferron's magnificent voice calls out to me as a pass by and I am tempted. Then seconds later as I pass the . . .'til I Cried workshop, another magnificent voice is calling out to me. However, I am on a mission and find a place at the Phil Wiggins & Corey Harris concert. Am I ever glad I did. These guys give a master class in Piedmont Blues. Somewhere in my brain is the phrase "calling out the blues." That concept has always kind of made sense given the lyrical and chord structure of a standard blues song. Until today I had never had the full experience of just what that might entail. This is a magic moment to be treasured.
Really enjoy Justin Adams and Juldeh Camera who open the mainstage. A wonderful set up for the night. However I have to get to the Twilight Stage to hear the Tom Fun Orchestra. This band is pure imagination and accomplishment. They are going to be very important or implode. Only the muses know how this is going to work out. However I am sold on punk-grunge Celtic when the talent is at this level. I have never heard anything like it, but want to hear much more of it - mostly because we are on the edge of becoming a post industrial economy and these guys know just what that is all about, hailing from Cape Breton.
Back at the mainstage, Steven Page is struggling. What initially seems quite effective fades to inconsequential very quickly. I am surprised at the limited guitar skills on display, which I think is contributing to the ineffectiveness.
The mini-set by Hayes Carll validates just what I said above. Here is talent opening light onto the soul.
Alejandro Escovedo comes on and lays down the smoking set that I have been waiting all weekend for. This man's talent is epic in proportions and he is as keen an observer as Homer (the 4000 years dead poet, children, not the TV character - although there may be something to ponder there). The totally powerful opening numbers establish who is master now. Then the 3 quieter tunes in homage to colleagues and his father's journey from Mexico to Texas (which must have been totally terrifying for a 12 year old guided by a 16 year old in 1919). Then the anthems that somehow reference the goals we must set for our society now that most of us have survived the Bush the Younger presidency. He subtly gives us the guideposts from his generation and instills the energy we will need to take up the cause. Amazing.
Glen Campbell is going to be Glen Campbell of old, with rusty pipes. There are some technical difficulties making him uncomfortable on stage. I seize the moment to take a power nap so I can hear this set in my mind's eye, back when I first watched it on TV.
I am in awe of how many tickets his brand has sold. It seems thousands leave as soon as his set is concluded. This in turn makes me completely in awe of the programmers for the Calgary Folk Festival. What a balancing act, bringing in the 'names' to sell tickets so they can bring in all the other acts and give them a chance to perform in front of thousands of people. My hat is off to the CFMF - you do it extremely well.
Bellowhead blows my mind. What a full rich sound they bring to a 700 year old genre by arranging the traditional English folk songs for both traditional and modern orchestral instruments. The arrangements are magical. And then they they start to play with the genre, and it becomes even more fun. I have only once before seen the crowd react so spontaneously (get well, Michael Franti). I have to take a bathroom break so walk the path back to the only potty that I believe might not be knee deep in urine soaked toilet paper and shit; all along the way through the food tent path couples are spontaneously jigging in front of each other and then embracing in a whirling dance celebrating sheer life. This is the CFMF at its best, yet again.
Sarah Harmer keeps the promise of the earlier afternoon with her closing set. It is as if Clio, the muse of history, has stepped into time to inspire us with songs of memory to keep each other going. At any rate, 12 hours into the day, and I would be prepared to stay up all night listening to this troubadour. Not to be, as the lanterns appear signaling that we must depart gently into the night.
However we will reassemble Sunday!
Start the day with some tacos and head for the Trophy Scribes workshop. What wonderful sedition is on offer from masterful musicians. Love everybody, but become entranced by the Tom Fun Orchestra. Decide to catch up with them at the Twilight Stage tonight.
Next, go check out the Steve Dawson concert. Can't decide if I like his own tunes or the covers better. Both are presented with a rich voice and wonderfully accomplished playing.
Caught a bit of Dick Gaughan - and remember how much I like politics mixed with art. As he says, what an agitator can say in one sentence, it takes a song nine verses!
Grab a cider with cranberry at the Beer Garden. Totally refreshing, but feel it going straight to my head so stop at one and head out. Am going to try Dry Branch Squad. I feel I must give Bluegrass a chance. These guys are superior, and I could see myself sitting a while. However there are still cringes around the edges of the hearing. So I opt for Deep Dark Woods. Totally rewarded by encountering this band. Perhaps volunteering briefly at the Drop In Center last winter has given me a new respect and sense of urgency for songs about human encounters that produce roadkill. There is a sense of yearning in the songs and music - is it hope, or just plain determination? They are great, so the listening required to answer that question will be wonderful.
Now I am totally hooped. The Yonge and Restless workshop has the power line up. I decided yesterday evening that I really wanted to see the Mark Berube & the Patriotic Few concert. Mark Berube and the Patriotic Few win and I am glad. I love the Mr. Berube's voice. It is an agile and sweet instrument. I love the cabaret style songs and arrangements. I totally love the imagery in the songs that suggest rather than preach. I totally get it. I am so looking forward to the concert here in the Fall.
Back to the beer tent where I get two rewards. Test out the new lime beer from the sponsoring brewery and it is wonderful on this hot summer afternoon. And the Yonge and Restless workshop is still going. Justin Rutledge is singing a powerful tune about desiring to be in the heart of the river, and he asks us to join in and sing it to the towers looming out of downtown. Sarah Harmer gives us a tune that says "stay tuned" for tonight's mainstage set. Steven Page shows a sense of humour. The Good Lovlies display their syncopating harmonies. What a workshop this must have been.
Next will be Phil Wiggins and Corey Harris. However on my way to the workshop site Ferron's magnificent voice calls out to me as a pass by and I am tempted. Then seconds later as I pass the . . .'til I Cried workshop, another magnificent voice is calling out to me. However, I am on a mission and find a place at the Phil Wiggins & Corey Harris concert. Am I ever glad I did. These guys give a master class in Piedmont Blues. Somewhere in my brain is the phrase "calling out the blues." That concept has always kind of made sense given the lyrical and chord structure of a standard blues song. Until today I had never had the full experience of just what that might entail. This is a magic moment to be treasured.
Really enjoy Justin Adams and Juldeh Camera who open the mainstage. A wonderful set up for the night. However I have to get to the Twilight Stage to hear the Tom Fun Orchestra. This band is pure imagination and accomplishment. They are going to be very important or implode. Only the muses know how this is going to work out. However I am sold on punk-grunge Celtic when the talent is at this level. I have never heard anything like it, but want to hear much more of it - mostly because we are on the edge of becoming a post industrial economy and these guys know just what that is all about, hailing from Cape Breton.
Back at the mainstage, Steven Page is struggling. What initially seems quite effective fades to inconsequential very quickly. I am surprised at the limited guitar skills on display, which I think is contributing to the ineffectiveness.
The mini-set by Hayes Carll validates just what I said above. Here is talent opening light onto the soul.
Alejandro Escovedo comes on and lays down the smoking set that I have been waiting all weekend for. This man's talent is epic in proportions and he is as keen an observer as Homer (the 4000 years dead poet, children, not the TV character - although there may be something to ponder there). The totally powerful opening numbers establish who is master now. Then the 3 quieter tunes in homage to colleagues and his father's journey from Mexico to Texas (which must have been totally terrifying for a 12 year old guided by a 16 year old in 1919). Then the anthems that somehow reference the goals we must set for our society now that most of us have survived the Bush the Younger presidency. He subtly gives us the guideposts from his generation and instills the energy we will need to take up the cause. Amazing.
Glen Campbell is going to be Glen Campbell of old, with rusty pipes. There are some technical difficulties making him uncomfortable on stage. I seize the moment to take a power nap so I can hear this set in my mind's eye, back when I first watched it on TV.
I am in awe of how many tickets his brand has sold. It seems thousands leave as soon as his set is concluded. This in turn makes me completely in awe of the programmers for the Calgary Folk Festival. What a balancing act, bringing in the 'names' to sell tickets so they can bring in all the other acts and give them a chance to perform in front of thousands of people. My hat is off to the CFMF - you do it extremely well.
Bellowhead blows my mind. What a full rich sound they bring to a 700 year old genre by arranging the traditional English folk songs for both traditional and modern orchestral instruments. The arrangements are magical. And then they they start to play with the genre, and it becomes even more fun. I have only once before seen the crowd react so spontaneously (get well, Michael Franti). I have to take a bathroom break so walk the path back to the only potty that I believe might not be knee deep in urine soaked toilet paper and shit; all along the way through the food tent path couples are spontaneously jigging in front of each other and then embracing in a whirling dance celebrating sheer life. This is the CFMF at its best, yet again.
Sarah Harmer keeps the promise of the earlier afternoon with her closing set. It is as if Clio, the muse of history, has stepped into time to inspire us with songs of memory to keep each other going. At any rate, 12 hours into the day, and I would be prepared to stay up all night listening to this troubadour. Not to be, as the lanterns appear signaling that we must depart gently into the night.
However we will reassemble Sunday!
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