A new friend reminded me recently to continue to reckon with “why?” Why make music? An important question. So, for myself, for Featherburn, for anyone who might be into reading, I’ve come up with some thoughts. My own take for now, and maybe we can look forward to hearing just where and how the band weighs in. The first, simple reason?
Read MoreI’m often given a variation of the same advice from wiser, more deeply experienced folk than myself on live performance. They say, “Remember, YOU are there for THEM. Not the other way around.” If we’re reflective and honest enough for the message to hit home with enough power, we might proceed with a new awareness and perhaps a struggle of consciousness, between the self-seeker and the giver within. This is how it’s been for me, anyway.
Read MoreThere are few images that have, since I was young, pushed my heartbeat just for considering them. One has a spot on the map. Thalassophobia. Pertaining web-found pictures below. I figure I can count myself lucky in that growing up, I didn't have any powerful conscious fears. No horrible occurrences or losses. As far as I can say, most of it was pretty idyllic. Well-loved, secure and quiet child, creeks and forts in the woods.
Read MoreWhen my nephew began to crawl, he would come to me. Everyone else propped him up on their hips where he would float around in standard fashion, giggling or crying according to the standard elements. But he could count on me to lift and place him high on my shoulders where he could survey the area with a superior view. “A breathing dirigible for laughing and wailing…”
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