I came across these old lyrics of mine, from a long while back. I can still remember the tune too. Time to do something with it.
Change me from within
Come beneath my skin
O Father,
Lead me to your living water
I want to leave behind
My old and sinful mind (life?)
Holy Spirit,
Come and move, and Change me from within
(Long time no blog... I've been having trouble blogging from work. Just have to be a little more paitent, I guess!)
Read this this morning about lip syncing and performance and Saturday Night Live. Got me thinking about the nature of musicianship vs performance. I think we often get the two mixed up. We expect every great performer to be a great musician, and vice-versa. Really, boys and girls, its not the case.
I don't believe that lip-syncing is in any way acceptable. If you're going to perform, then perform. Don't tell people you are, and then wimp out because you don't feel like, or are not up to it or whatever. However I also know that there are many great musicians out there that aren't great performers, and don't want to be. They enjoy making great music, and that's all they want to do. Bernie Taupin comes to mind. Billy Joel is one of those that I respect as a great musician, but I think sometimes he tries too hard when performing. He always seems much better - more relaxed - when he's just playing and singing, rather than putting on a big rock star act.
As a musician myself, I'd rather make great music, and leave the performance to those that can pull it off. But still - perform. I don't ever want to mime to a backing track if I am there to play. I have mimed to a track once - for a video. To me that was acceptable because at the point the music was not the central focus. If it was in front of a crowd, just for a performance when they were expecting live music, then I'd be hypocritical. Something I don't ever want to be.
My brother is (was) over in New Zealand for the funeral etc. of Granna. He just sent me an email telling me about his personal blog. My brother? blogs?? He's at: Trying to be Human.
I remember when we were young I was right into programming, and he was a bit careful about it - not too sure about how or what to do. I don't think he was as captivated by computers as I was. Not a bad thing - he just invested his time in other stuff.
Now I work with computers and he's a teacher; he does stuff I haven't been game to do for a long time - like blog.
Ain't life funny.
pk
Don't we all love Long Weekends? The corporate "stop and slow down" for a few days; maybe go away for a couple of nights out of town; spend times with family, or friends; a little bit of extra time to do what you want, or at least, more than what you need to...
Oh, well. No rest for the wicked...
Friday night I disassembled my wife's marimba. If you don't know what a marimba is, its like a very large xylophone - wooden keys, metal resonators, played with mallets. In the eight bags it goes into its fairly heavy. She was out at a rehearsal, so it took me about an hour to do it on my own. I think the fastest we've done it together is about 15 minutes.
Saturday she was at a rehearsal & gigs all day, so I had to take care of our son. He's just turned 2, and true to his age is into everything. Sometimes it so hard to keep track of him; I feel like I need not only eyes in the back of my head, but a complete circle around it. Man, he's fast! We went down into Freo on the bus, which he absolutley loved. Apart from a tiring day, it was kinda fun. Just hard work being constantly on the look-out.
Sunday I was playing at church in the morning, then my wife had a radio gig over lunch, and finally I was playing in the evening. The gig was cool. Only, it was nothing like what they said in the published programme (don't look for her name - it isn't there!). After the gig of course we had to break down the marimba again, and load everything up into people's cars. After playing at church in the evening I was pretty exhausted, but she wanted to go out. So I dragged myself out to a local cafe, and a bit of drive, and felt ok. It was nice to be out with just the two of us.
Monday - the long weekend day. Relax? Not really! We're looking for various bits of furniture and managed to find something in the Quokka - a bookcase for her music and books. Not a bad bargin, either. Then off to some friends for lunch. Running after our son is always on the agenda, and I feel I can never relax, except if he's asleep.
Might go and do some of that now, actually...
' Night all
pk
