If globes were square

I should know better than to write that I will update my blog more regularly.

I returned home from Arizona into a whirlwind of cleaning and rearranging. After the wide open spaces and skies of Arizona, the flow of the living room felt off, cluttered. We moved one of the bookcases up to our bedroom and shifted the furniture of the living room around so that it now feels more airy.

My friend Al and her two boys arrived from Paris, and the older kids attended science camp, while the younger three went to summer camp. This week we have free to explore Chicago and have random kid-generated adventures. It’s good having them here. I miss our lazy sleep-deprived afternoons in Frankfurt from oh-so-many-years ago, and I’m grateful for this time to reconnect.

Then the Fourth of July brought family aplenty at a bbq/family reunion hosted by my parents. Good to have chats with cousins I haven’t seen since the last family shower. Kids and cat survived nightlong fireworks well enough, although I fell asleep in my youngest daughter’s bed with contacts in.

This week brings decisions about the cover and release party for The Silence of Trees, calls and emails to secure special guests and entertainment for the Chicago Literary Hall of Fame, and preparation for an online class I’ll be teaching it the Fall.

I also plan to start reading my next book to the kids (S.C.). It’s the first that’s age appropriate, and though I tell my children stories randomly on walks, at bedtime, and so on, I am excited to share my written words with them. We’ll see what they think.

Love Will Tear Us Apart (Musical Impressions Part II)

The week after I attended Marian Call’s house concert, I went to see another ensemble of talented, independent artists–this time a nontraditional performance in the traditional venue of the Park West.

Just as house concerts are bringing live music directly into people’s homes, so too is the internet; and Amanda Palmer is at the forefront, using twitter, blogging, and Ustream to break down some of the barriers between artists and their audiences.

Joined by Maryannerooney, Tabor330, Onesockshort, I had a fabulous view from a central table just off the main floor (thanks to the magic of Tabor), and we met up with Mcmatz who was in town for the Evelyn Evelyn show.

My husband had seen Evelyn Evelyn in Köln, Germany. Jetlagged on his first night back in Europe, he went straight from work and was able to catch the performance (thanks Neil) before hopping on a late train to return to his hotel in Frankfurt. He really enjoyed the show, especially Sxip Shirey’s performance.

When Evelyn Evelyn came to Chicago a month later, it was my turn.

In the first half of this theatrical music performance, Amanda Palmer and Jason Webley perform as a fictional set of conjoined twin sisters under the watchful eye of their handler (played by Sxip Shirey).

I’d heard the songs before (my kids LOVE Elephant Elephant): an album of show tunes, narration, a power ballad, and even a cover of Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart.” However, more than just a collection of songs, Evelyn Evelyn is musical theater (complete with puppets), and it’s the personalities of the three artists involved that make the show successful and fun to watch.

The second half of the show featured solo sets by each artist, starting with Sxip Shirey who blew me away with his musical prowess. Innovative and sexy music from unexpected instruments: Sxip uses marbles in glass bowls, recycled bells and music boxes, horns and pennywhistles to make beautiful compositions. I was entranced, impressed, and instantly a fan.

Next Jason Webley took the stage with a voice that came booming out from somewhere deep inside what appears to be an ordinarily calm and unassuming exterior. I was unprepared for his music and utterly enchanted. Amanda Palmer joined him on the stage and after a few shared tunes, she turned to her own repertoire of playful and provocative songs that had many in the crowd singing along.


Photo by Christina Jones (@redbug138)

Amanda Palmer is an entertainer. She connects with the crowd, taps into their energy, and delivers her music in a way that makes it feel honest and personal. Her music is excellent, but it’s the personality and performance that set Amanda apart and endear her to her audience.

All three performers made their own particular brand of provocative music in the second set, and it was easy to see how these three could have been attracted to one another. Each artist has a quality of raw intensity and fearlessness in their music. The theatrics of the show were entertaining, but the authenticity of their work is what most impressed me. That’s what will keep me listening.

After the concert, Chicago singer-songwriter Molly Robison invited us over to her apartment, where they were having a little soiree because Sxip and Jason were crashing there for the night. There were tasty treats concocted by her roommate and much hospitality by her sister and friends.

Much of the time, I enjoy being in the thick of conversation. That night I had a comfy chair in the corner, a cup of tea, and was content to be the writer/mom-of-three-in-the-corner-who-didn’t-quite-fit-in-but-enjoyed-the-music-and-conversation-aflutter-around-me.

My favorite part of the night was when Molly Robison had the chance to play “Fake Plastic Trees” with Amanda, Jason, Sxip, and others. I know how much it meant to her, and she positively glowed. With that, I’ll share the video of the song and bid you good night.

Molly Robison and the Gang

“I’ll still be a geek after nobody thinks it’s chic” (Musical Impressions Part I)

I’m fascinated with the changing face(s) of music and art in this internet age. With so much available direct from the artists, we are able to access a greater variety of talent than ever before. At the same time, how do we decide whom to listen to/read/admire? How do we, as artists, get attention and set ourselves apart?

We live in remarkable times, and I love to watch the ways this is unfolding. Some artists are making the most of the new technological ways of reaching listeners, like ustream and twitter. Others are bringing back old ways of connecting with fans, like house concerts. The most successful seem to be making use of both old and new methods.

How many of you have attended a house-concert?

Alaskan folk singer Marian Call (photo by Rob Lambert) began her house concert in Chicago with this question, and for most in attendance, Marian’s show was the first. Apparently house concerts are a movement spreading across the US, where singers (mostly independent) perform in people’s homes and private spaces (like barns, backyards, and garages). There’s even a website: http://www.concertsinyourhome.com/

I had received the invite and decided to check it out, partly because the house concert idea struck me as similar to the salon idea I’ve previously written about. Marian’s tour is powered by the spirit of creative collaboration. I love the idea of people gathering together in homes to celebrate art and music, supporting one another.

So while I was enthusiastic about the experience and happy to spend time with dear friends, I didn’t expect to be blown away by this intelligent, endearingly geeky woman with the mighty voice.

I was impressed when I heard her first song, but she had me once she introduced us to her classic Underwood typewriter (named Madeleine) and played the Nerd Anthem. (I’ve linked to a live coffeehouse version because it more closely captures my own experience of the song, as compared to the more polished studio version on her album).

Lovely One Sock Short was a perfect hostess for my first house concert. She provided the space and invited friends, and Marian came with her guitarist and performed. Chicago was one stop (the third, I believe) on  Marian’s 49-state DIY tour. She’s touring all 50 states, “powered entirely by fans, friends, and people who believe that good music is worth it. No agents, labels, or middle men required.”

As someone who has never had any musical training, I am in awe of people who can make music and belt out songs of emotion and intensity. Marian Call took us on a musical journey, her song are smart, witty, and poignant (and her guitarist Scott Barkan was incredible!) If she comes to your town, go! Listen to her. Chat with her. Buy her cd. Tip her generously.

Up next…Amanda Palmer and the Evelyn Evelyn sisters…