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I was called upon to play some music for a SouthSide community that I rarely get a chance to travel through, a couple of blocks up South Mountain from Steel Stacks and the Sands Casino. It’s cut off from standard city traffic so it has its own neighborhood identity. This small park features a basketball court, some grass and a pavilion. The community folks, and the city set up pop-ups, invited some snow cone vendors, the Thai and Latina take-out places to provide free food, and invited some fellow arts-educators to mix it up with the kids and families: Touchstone Theatre doing masks, Hala doing dance, Doug Roysdon doing puppets and myself doing music.

I got the chance again to work with Doug and his marvelous marionettes. Dancing Granny danced to several songs, his flute-playing puppet and I did Charlie Stone and we worked on a fairly dark Frog dance. Otherwise, I spread out my instruments and connected with the various kids that stopped by. It’s the very young ones that catch my attention. One young girl, pre-speaking, was enchanted by playing the maraca. I invited a couple older girls to join in so that she could react to other girls playing along. As I would play guitar, the little girl would go pick up a tambourine and hand it to me to play (while I was strumming guitar) and I did. I would go back to my guitar and she would go pick out another instruments and hand it to me. This went on for a while, all to the delight of her dad standing nearby. She did not want to leave when her mom picked her up to leave, and as she left sobbing in her mom’s arms, we waved to each other. It was a rich connection.

 

 

 

The event was pretty nice, with the good weather, lots of testosterone out on the basketball court, young girls dancing, some older neighbors stopping by, good snacks, and a fair amount of applied art as well.

I returned for my second day at this small stage tucked away in a vast Agricultural Hall (yes, Ag Hall). A much smaller crowd and more kids, moms and grandmoms and a couple of rowdy friends, too. I got there in time today and had some time to think of some tunes I wished I had played yesterday. Well, today I had fewer people but some family fans, some who only come to see me here on this weekend, so I had some friends to play with.

I was able to play a couple of ‘adult’ tunes along the way, I Can See Clearly Now, for one. And I finished with We Are Welcomed. What is nice is that the kids can deal with the shakers, etc. while I play a non-kid tune.

I led off with Blue Mule, a sprightly tune to get started. And I got into the interaction stuff with Down By the Bay, I Wanna be a Dog, etc.

I was prepared for the twins Amy and Alena this year. Two intelligent twins (exact twins!!) that have been at this venue the last three years. They visit their grandmom from Media, PA. They know my stuff better than I do. I’ve had them come up on stage for Giants each year and today they were ready. When they came up on stage, they even went for the tubes before I had a chance to give them to them. They were great! They were looser than last year (great monster faces which young girls can never really pull off). This is tremendous performance theater, even at this humble level.

The sound guys were dealing with a new board, so I had some fun bouncing off them. My guitar was going in and out, plus a bunch of WW I reenactors were nearby giving readings for a cable TV station. I found out afterwards that “Peanut, Peanut Butter” was audible while the gents were being taped. My friends presenting this stage were perturbed. I was dealing with the folks in front of me.

Again, these small gigs are good, honest work. As I try to engage a grandmom and her three grandkids, a elderly couple there for the day, young families who come to see me, and various folks cruising the exhibit hall, my antennae are up and I try to figure out how to connect.

There was some fine interplay with the folks who showed up, and that includes the sound guys, the folk tending the exhibits nearby, the security guard and the families who continue to support me and my music. I’ll be back on Monday, Labor Day.

I opened up the Centennial Stage at 2:15 this afternoon, after a rather hectic drive through Lehigh Valley traffic, set up and actually started at 2:16, nick o’ time productions once again. There was a nice crowd of folks gathered with some familiar faces, some grandparents with kids and random elders cruising Ag Hall. I invited the few kids to grab an instrument and away we go. I was still in my hustle mode so I leaned on the hits like Cat Came Back, I Wanna Be a Dog, etc. that work well for this kind of audience. I, of course, chided the audience for their lukewarm singing and they responded nicely.

I invited three young sisters to come up and do Tutti Tah with me with an assortment of joy, bemusement and enthusiasm. The audience loved it. Later on, I brought up a dad and his young son for Giant and the Thunder Tubes and, again, it proved to be good theater.

The audience subsided after a while, especially when I tried to broaden the scope of the material from kids to adult songs. It’s a tough row to hoe when dealing with an audience like this but I enjoy the challenge. Upon reflection, I could have added a couple of my newer songs at the end, but was still not centered enough to do them.

I return tomorrow for another afternoon set. I’ll get there earlier, for sure.

I headed back to the Da Vinci Center for the second visit in three days, today being the day of the eclipse and the joint was really jumping. Not bad for a moon day Monday. I set up my sound in the large room while the staff was dealing with the large crowd, now both inside and out on the lawn. Folks with moon shades, kids, parents and grandparents. I surveyed the crowd in front of me, a few families, some familiar faces and folk eating ice cream, waiting for the celestial show. A pretty motley scene. It was partly cloudy, and, eventually, the sun came out so that everyone got a glimpse of the sun and moon.

I started off and invited the kids to come up and grab an instrument and a nice core group of about ten kids or so jumped at the chance. A good start, but then I realized that quite a few faces were pointed towards the large screen television on the wall to my right. My effort was being diluted by the Demon Screen once again. The engagement factor was difficult but I rolled along. I got out Rocket To the Moon by Moon Mulligan (a single entendre song) but it was a good rock and roll tune, the kids were banging away so it worked, for what it was worth. Folks drifted in and out with several kids there for the long run. I added I Can See Clearly Now, Moonshadow but popped a string on Here Comes the Sun. Tough crowd.

Several families made a point to come by and see me, with several moms and kids coming up afterward to say hello and share some of their DF stories (“I saw you when I was a kid….”). The Da Vinci folks thanked me profusely, even though they were swamped in the moment. That was gratifying.

The eclipse had started during my set, so I packed up, put stuff in the car and took in the event and the crowd. It was good to see folks engaged in science, spending time with each other and enjoying the moment together. I borrowed some shades to check out the 70% blockage, and drove back home taking in the somewhat softer sunlight. Not bad for a late summer Monday gig. Not bad at all.

I was glad the Da Vinci folks asked me to be part of this series of events at the center. I’ll be back on Monday for the main event, but it was good to do a Saturday afternoon for these folks. I worked up a couple of Moon and Sun songs and was able to work these tunes in, along with the other standard DF stuff.

There were some folks who made a point to make for the show, as well as families that stumbled upon the show, so it was a small, but interesting group to work with. There were all kind of challenges and wonderful rewards as we mixed up scarves, shakers, sing alongs, etc.

One kind lady came up before I started, introduced herself as a mom and grandmom raising her kids on my music. I hear this fine stories pretty often and are always appreciated. She then went on that she was a life-long piano teacher. Now that got my attention. We went on to discuss, among other things, her ear-training with her students, my seven years of piano lessons as a kid and other flotsam. A wonderful connection, and one that I exercised later on.

I brought out my sun and moon songs during the set, and they turned out to be some good tunes and connections. I could see the adults sing along with the pop tunes (I Can See Clearly Now, Here Comes the Sun and Moon Shadow) and the kids could simply jam on the stuff in mosh pit.

The special moment came when I did Giants with the Thunder Tubes. I had really leaned on the Piano Lady’s grandson, a really reticent tweener and would not budge under my incessant badgering. When it came to doing this tune I called on his grandfather to bring him up. He budged! I promised I wouldn’t bug him again in this lifetime. He came up did it. It was a very good thing. After the show, I chatted with Piano Lady. She thanked me for my effort, and I said that I accepted the challenge as an performing artist. It worked, and, actually, I think the audience responded to it, as well.

I love the scarves. They open up my performance explorations to creative movement with the kids. Not everyone wants to play a rhythm instrument. It is quite a challenge for everyone, especially kids. We used the open space in front of me nicely and the parents particularly liked to see their kids engaged like this. I get the best seat in the house.

The Da Vinci Center liked what I did for this smaller audience. I’m not worried about the size of the audience.

I’ll be back on Monday for the Really Big Eclipse Show. Should be very cool.

Today was the test run of my new 00015 M Martin guitar and I found myself somewhat sidetracked with performing the songs while I was dealing with this new tool in my bag. As with any new instrument, you dance around and figure out what you can do together. It’s a beautiful guitar, and my first all-mahogany instrument so the tone and response from a non-spruce top is different. It also is stiff and the action is higher than I would like, but those concerns I can deal with in time. I was hoping to open it up through the sound system but the vendor parked in front of me asked me to turn down.  So I did. I think the electronics are going to be great.

It was ostensibly ‘Kids Day’ so the first half hour, I got to do a couple of laps on my adult material, but several waves of kids, moms, grandmoms rolled through and I concentrated on engaging them. All of them were familiar with me, so we could dig a little deeper as we interacted. One girl asked for “Hey, Ho, Calypso”, a tune I wrote for her school last fall. She said she could only remember the chorus (more than I could), but that says alot about the power of the song. She took various cues from me on rhythm patterns, she wanted to play a new shaker for each song and generally was a treat to play with. A great session.

During one of these exercises, one older black lady sat down and clapped along. I took the opportunity to connect the two women, and, though the young girl was challenged by the situation (yay!), it turned out to be a marvelous exercise in diversity. I asked the girl to share the sound of the rain stick with the lady, and eventually, the older woman came down closer, played tambourine and, wonderfully, started to dance to the music with the young girl. I sensed the woman welcomed the experience, too. A small, but important moment for us all.

Towards the end of the two hour set, a mom, nanna and two young sisters came up, the girls with matching blue dresses. They were fans and pitched in with the scarves, shakers, et. al. I enjoyed watching the younger sister/older sister dynamics, each challenging the other but finding spaces to play together. Good work with the arts. Again, some good work.

I finished with Here Comes the Sun, the benchmark for testing out my new instruments. It has been a touchstone for me in many ways – when I tried out the song on the first really good Martin I ever played, it literally opened up my ears and mind to the possibilities of owning a great instrument. I played the tune on the new guitar with that in mind. I think I know a little bit more of the soul and potential of this instrument now. Now, I just have to bang on it, as only I can do, wrassle with it until it loosens up and then we can really make some fine music together. It’s a process.

I signed up to do my Topsy Turvy Tuesday set this week, anticipating the fact that Musikfest no longer books kids’ music during the festival. It was a small but responsive audience of about 30 people, with familiar faces in the crowd. I was lucky that my friend Dave E. had his wits about him to help me call Doug to come down and open up for the morning’s show. It turned out fine.

It was a mix of Fry-fans, young kids, grandparents and moms in the big open space that served well, especially for the young lad who was born to run…. There were some folks visiting grandparents from England, and their young daughter was quite precocious; she knew my stuff and had her favorites and it was a delight to have her chat with me in an English accent. There were three girls who simply wanted to dance, and the scarves gave them the opportunity to express themselves that way. Other kids gradually warmed up, and, again, the bag of instruments gave me the way to connect. Still, there are some very shy boys that don’t quite know how to react. I make an effort to engage each child in a non-threatening way (I am quite daunting…) and succeed in various ways. That is my main artistic challenge.

The secondary challenge is to engage the adults as well, and enjoy adding asides, curious verses and more, in order to entertain them as well, especially if they buy my CDs.  (Just kidding, kinda…)

It was a good gig under the radar during Musikfest.

I headed back to Das Awkscht Fest for my family set in a pavilion off to the side of the swings. These sets have been tough to gather folks for over the last several years, but I respect the festival for trying to include family shows. Again, they hire the local clowns, magicians, jugglers and other friends who ply the trade here in the L.V.  I had an 11 am show, knowing I had a 2 pm show at Musikfest.

It was spectacular weather, almost a crisp fall day, and as Balloons The Clown drove off, having performed for no one, I settled in to play tunes. I was glad they had a PA set up, just to broadcast that I was playing. A mom and her two sons pulled up outside the pavilion, and seeing that it was empty, they hesitated to commit to coming in. Luckily, they were familiar faces and I encouraged them to look through the bag for instruments. (I can’t tell you how important that bag is, in engaging kids, and transferring their social angst with a live musician into something less imposing.

As I played, families drifted over and joined in, egg shakers and maracas, rain stick and puppets, all headed out into the crowd. It was never a big crowd, but kids, parents and grandparents and myself (and the sound guy, too) had a good time.

As I finished up with few folks in the pavilion, one grandmom was having her hands full with her toddler grandson. She was a former special ed teacher who had worked with me in the schools, and she asked that I do Spider on the Floor. I obliged, and it was interesting how the boy linked in to the tune, obviously bemused with the live version of one of his favorite CD cuts. Stopped him in his tracks.

I’ve run into this phenomenon with young children who have to process the live rendition of familiar tunes, especially when it is my voice on the CD and now live in front of them. Fascinating and enlightening. I love these experiences.

Off to Musikfest for the final gig of the tour….

I was asked by good friends Christine and Craig Thatcher to return to this 16th year community benefit for Coopersburg folks who need the help. Community taking care of community.

I glad I could do the opening set at 1 pm, part of their ‘kids first’ effort to bring the families out to the festival. It worked much better, with balloon guy, crafts, etc. I was set up with a great sound system on a fine stage (yum!) pointing toward another tent with some seating. Unfortunately a hot space of macadam between us. And, as I supposed, there were more elders than children in the audience. But, then again, that’s okay. The old folks get it faster than the kids.

It was a very good set, especially with musicians Craig and Nyke in the house. I had better play good. I did and it was fun to play a good, crisp set for a good cause, in front of people who listened, supporting my friends on a perfect July Sunday afternoon. I got paid in food that I am enjoying even as I type. That’s pretty good!

This is such a good gig for me. The good folks at the Florence Griswold Museum hire me regularly (a beautiful thing) for various events, not the least is the Midsummer Festival in Old Lyme. This small coastal CT town was abuzz, with art shows, events, food, music, etc going on, along side the museum’s festival. The joint was jumping. I had a very small part.

The FloGris is a spectacular site that includes a contemporary museum, wonderful grounds along a river, an elegant New England house that is a museum unto itself, as well as an active, hands-on children’s art workshop. It celebrates the first America impressionists’ community/colony. These artists would gather at Florence’s house, head out to the nearby river and paint au plein air.  And their artwork adorns the wall of the old house. It’s a magic place. https://florencegriswoldmuseum.org/

I had two sets in a small barn area, a good space to work in, and engaged a bunch of people, kids, new parents, etc. as they happened on the site. No big spotlight on this gig, but I do what I do. Small gatherings but some good contact. They pay me well, but they pay me as an artist. That’s why the remains a special gig.

Long ride home in I-95 traffic, but these treks to CT are good for me. It’s nice to know I’m appreciated outside of the Lehigh Valley.

Quick turnaround on Saturday morning from twelve hours on the road the day before. I had to drive one mile for this one, Peas and Q’s at ArtsQuest for the Saturday kids’ show. There was a mighty chance of rain, and we were setting up on the outside stage for this one. Fine with me.

My good friend John Christie was signed up for this one. He had his shoulder worked on months ago, and I offered this gig to him just after his surgery. He thought this would be a good chance to emerge from his therapy cocoon. I remarked at the end of the gig, it seemed so long ago we agreed to do this. It was a pleasure to have him back in the saddle again.

There was a healthy crowd gathering, and I encouraged folks to move closer. There were many familiar faces, now grandparents, in the crowd. It was a nice, friendly show (I even met a family at Costco (!!) the next day who were there…) and some great moments throughout.

There was one family with three brothers, the eldest being a teen. The middle bro was right up front playing with me and I noticed the older brother (with a Pink Floyd T-shirt on…) was getting into it. I was surprised so I worked on him from the stage. He was great and eventually came up to play Thunder Tubes with his brother. It was great theater for the rest of the crowd as well.

On the other hand, I did Peanut Butter and Jelly and forgot to do the initial “Peanut, Peanut Butter”. That was pretty funny, and John corrected me. I knew something was weird. Seems I had a little jet lag going on myself.

It was good to be back in Bethlehem.