Saturday, July 4, 2009

Not My Lover.

In an absent time
of mismatched under-lying
and unintentionally repeated stories,
the confusion has outshone Hollywood.
Lackluster and bare (for years)
we attempt to both remember and forget.

In an altogether other universe,
I wear a faded sundress
and listen to the lake.

Summer Show.

If you are in Toronto on July 16: please do come.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Sparrows

You flew in by a margin
we know that ain't no homemade cape those sparrows got caught in
You found your own ground
that old lot of big-talkin' ne'er-do-wells can't bring you down

I recall standing in your yard holding a candle
we lit you in beautiful view (beautiful you)
but you've got your wiles and your eyes on the prize
and I recall standing in your yard, standing in your yard.

It's a long way and you can't pay
but if you high-fived and hitchhiked and hi-jacked you'd find a way
The road turned to a slow burn
yet if you paid any mind to your roadmap, you'd never learn

And I recall standing in your yard holding my hands up
we put you up top of the trees kissing your sleeves
it's a long way to fall from so tall - but you've got an angle
and I recall standing in your yard, standing in your yard.

Yes I recall standing in your yard holding my hands up
we lit you in beautiful view (oh beautiful you)
it's a long way to fall from so tall - but you've got it handled
and I recall standing in your yard, standing in your yard,
standing in your yard.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Miss Caroline Pearsall.



My violist from the Parisian version of my band, Caroline Pearsall, is visiting me in Toronto this week. Quel excité!

We won't actually be playing any music together while she is here. Just visiting. Can't wait!

Friday, May 22, 2009

The Book Of Judith


Last night I went with one of my oldest friends Dmitry to see a play by Michael Rubenfeld, The Book Of Judith.

So, I'm no theatre critic (or any kind of valid critic), but I did want to spread the word about this play.

I had no idea what the show was about going in, except that our friend from theatre school, Alex Bulmer, traveled from the UK to perform in it, and aside from supporting Michael (whom we both know), we were also thrilled to be seeing Alex again.

I cannot tell you the plot of the show, because if you do go then you should enter as I did, knowing nothing about it.

I will say that the play takes place in a large tent, on the grounds of CAMH in Toronto, the street noise corresponding with the intensity of the script. Michael Rubenfeld is the show's leader/storyteller - he plays himself: a brave performance where he channels both his inner P.T. Barnum and Little Prince. The play's subject matter raised personal questions for me around the depth of exploration, as well as whether exploitation and passion can exist without each other.

Such a moving and provocative piece of theatre really shouldn't be missed; I can't imagine anyone walking away from the grounds of CAMH not feeling both altered and uplifted by the show.

The Book Of Judith runs in Toronto until May 31.

bookofjudithplay.blogspot.com

Sunday, May 17, 2009

The Long Weekend.

This year, the May 24 weekend falls, on, well, this weekend. Which happens to be the May 16th weekend. Quite confusing. I have however learned that the 24th of May must fall AFTER a Monday in order to be considered a long weekend...and this May 24th is actually a Sunday.

Sometimes I reflect on things like this and wonder:

Who made this shit up?


Nonetheless, I am thrilled and delighted to have an extra day no matter what time of year. So, happy birthday Queen Vickie. I shall be sure to eat a meringue or trifle or financier or palmier or whatever I think you might have enjoyed on your birthday, on your behalf.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Tomorrow's Show

We are so looking forward to tomorrow night's show at The Cameron House. By "we", I mean Alex McMaster on cello (lovely), Anna Atkinson on viola (fetching), and Joe Phillips on double bass (dashing).

Donovan Woods is our special guest, and one of my favorite Toronto singer/songwriters. I listen to his CD "The Hold Up" non-stop when I live in Paris because it reminds me of home.

Please come tomorrow night if you can ... we will have advance copies of "Lenni Jabour: Greatest Hits" for sale for the first time.