This morning I heard this on my wake up alarm and thought I'd share it.
It was just so appropriate and said everything I wanted to say to someone last night but just couldn't. Well, here it is:
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This morning I heard this on my wake up alarm and thought I'd share it.
It was just so appropriate and said everything I wanted to say to someone last night but just couldn't. Well, here it is:
Knowing that I can’t let this slip by I’m going to present it here and expect to see many comments in a matter of days. If I don’t I’ll know that something’s really wrong with the state of our indigenous music. Ignore the Boss? Whoo-hoo! Never !
Have a blast man !
Here's a bit of Passover music, imagery and lyrics from an ever changing musical group brought together by Jews for Jesus over the decades. It wouldn't be Passover without music would it ? Right. Enjoy! - The Castle Lady
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Tov lachasot baShem mib’toach ba’adam
Hashem li lo irah ma ya’aseh li adam
Hatorah nitna b’yad Moshe
V’hachesed v’ha’emet baoo al y’day Y’shua
HaMashiach
Vayomer Y’shua anochi hat’kumah v’hachayyim
Hama’amin bi yichyeh gam ki yamut
(It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to put confidence
in man. With the Lord on my side I do not fear.
What can man do to me?
For the Law was given through Moses;
Grace and truth came through Jesus Christ.
Jesus said… “I am the resurrection and the life;
He who believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live.”)
© by Liberated Wailing Wall 1972, 1975
Psalm 118:8 & 6, John 1:17, John 11:25
It's always appropriate to have a song for St. Patrick's Day so here's one for the record books- in my case anyway since I have Irish in me on both sides. Here we go with one from The Tossers:
Uncle Sam,
as you know, changed our names long ago
When we got to Americas
door
And we slaved and we cowed,
and we begged and we bowed
For a dime and a place on the floor
Now
Chicago it rings with the old songs and things
That the Irish we brought to this shore
And there’s no one to say Paddy you go away
Now it’s Erin go Bragh ever more
Erin go Bragh
In the
pubs far and near there is music and beer
Any time of the bright blessed day
And our dancers they skip with their hands at their hips
While the pipes and the old fiddlers play
And our
voices resound through the halls of the town
All the way to the president’s door
We were hungry and small but we conquered it all
Now it’s Erin go Bragh ever more
Have you ever wanted to change the lyrics of a song? I don’t believe I have until now. If you are familiar with Amy Winehouse’s song Love is a Losing Game you may understand what I mean in saying that it’s a beautiful tune but the lyrics absolutely break your heart. If you know Amy’s story you’ll know this is her swan song and that’s heartbreaking enough. I sat down the other day and wrote my own lyrics to Amy’s torch hymn. I believe they are a much more affirmative and positive approach to my own modern experience of love. I have put them up underneath a video of her singing the original with her lyrics. Mine are directly beneath. Give them the once over and then try it with the song. Let me know if you like the change. –The Castle Lady
For you, I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Five-storey fire as you came
Love is a losing game
One I wish I never played
Oh, what a mess we made
And now, the final frame
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand
Self-professed, profound
'Til the chips were down
Though you're a gambling man
Love is a losing hand
Though I battle blind
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind
Love, it is a fate resigned
Over futile odds
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game.
Caught up in wild games
Love flick'ring like a flame
Chasing me, on you came
Love soon forgot its name.
One for which I often prayed
Oh what a mess you made
You never took the blame
Love hung its head in shame.
Then taken by the hand
Love made for me a stand
I just couldn't understand
Foolish became my brand.
In love ourselves we found
Our dance went round and round
Gambling got out of hand
Laid down the cards, the man.
Did I almost lose my mind?
Never was the loving kind
Learned love, learned time
Will heal all past design.
I bow while crowds applaud
My love was saved by God
In all I've lost or gained
Love is still what remains.
This is my favorite song for this day. For a musician or singer, it says it all and more...
John Ono * (nee Winston) Lennon was born at Liverpool in England during a Luftwaffe night raid bombing on the city and was among the fiercest carried out during WWII. It was October 9th in 1940 when his mother, Julia, gave birth to him at a maternity home on Oxford Street. The Nazis had been doing periodic night raids on Liverpool all during the summer that year because it hosted extensive Naval shipyards and had miles of dock where their convoys normally waited to take to the North Atlantic seas. At that time the city had become the receiver of overseas food supplies. Explosions from the raids tore away at wharves and castle walls along with the actual residences and their businesses. At one point the devastation was so bad along the Mersey that there was no place along the docks available for incoming ships with cargo.
Twenty minutes after he was born, as his Aunt Mimi was holding him for the first time, a landmine fell just outside the hospital. They placed him under the bed and his Aunt ran back to her house on Newcastle Road, risking life and limb, to tell her father, John’s grandfather, that he’d been born. John’s father was long gone as a wayward mariner who had, at one point, been locked away at Ellis Island. Even though Julia had married him, the shipping line that had employed him stopped giving her his wages and Freddy Lennon was history.
With Julia and his four aunts to care for him in his tender years he must have gained some real respect for the powers of women and never gave up his very close relationship with Aunt Mimi. Julia became secondary in his life as more of a companion once she’d remarried and started another family. On July 15, 1958 disaster struck when his mother was hit by an off-duty policeman, dying instantly, and the only witness was John’s friend Nigel Whalley. The fact that she’d been killed brought the case to trial but the policeman was acquitted even though he and the court had to deal with Aunt Mimi’s ire about the whole business. Nigel Whalley was treated like a dimwit boy and Julia’s husband and kids were further distanced. The injustice of it impacted John quite a bit even though he’d never said much about it and kept all of it bottled up inside.
For some, his story is tragic with agonizing longevity but I see something else, especially after so many years of his absence. John Lennon would’ve been 80 years old today if he had not had to face down a cold-blooded killer. The deed was done in such a cowardly fashion that even John was taken by surprise. But I’m reminded of what Emily Dickinson once wrote; “Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.” Something of this nature was more to blame than even the convict who tried to take his life. John’s life exists, breathes and leaps into action every time someone plays his music whether collectively with The Beatles or the extraordinary output as a solo or duet artist. How does someone finish that? Only God can answer that question.
* On April 22, 1969 John changed his middle name from Winston to Ono, in honor of Yoko, with an official ceremony and performed by the Commissioner of Oaths on the roof at Apple Studios.
Recommended reading: Shout! The Beatles in their Generation by Philip Norman
John Lennon: One Day at a Time, A Personal Biography of the Seventies by Anthony Fawcett
Lennon Remembers The Rolling Stone Interviews Straight Arrow Books 1971
The Castle Lady
Most of us have heard enough rhetoric about ‘when legends die’ that it almost seems to be a mere redundancy. We see and hear it- especially during these annual music or entertainment awards shows when they run reels showing who passed away during the year in question. The more elderly these former luminaries are, the less likely it is for much communication buzz outside of the people who knew them well and except for age and genre contemporaries. However, the announcement on October 7th on GMA, early in the morning, stunned me. I’m talking about Eddie Van Halen and Johnny Nash passing away on the same day. Johnny had just turned 80 last August but Eddie… well, let’s just say that he’s a direct contemporary of mine. Barely in his 60s and gone from throat cancer. This is just sad. Additionally, I can’t think of two other people being such polar opposites but equally gifted and successful in the realm of music.
He began recording music in the states from 1957 (the year Eddie Van Halen was born) with a stint on ABC-Paramount singing A Teenager Sings the Blues. He hit the charts in 1958 with A Very Special Love which made it up to the #23 spot and followed that with a collaboration between himself, Paul Anka and George Hamilton IV in 1959. By the 60s he was recording for Warner Bros but had little chart success with more klinkers in the decade with Groove and Argo. Some of his recordings were covered by other artists, such as What Kind of Love is This? which became a Top Twenty hit for Joey Dee in 1962.
After 1965, Johnny Nash eventually formed the JAD label with Danny Sims from New York. Nash got a Top Five hit on the US Billboard R&B chart, with Let's Move and Groove Together. They signed the Cowsills as kids. These four brothers from Newport, Rhode Island, who were ages 9, 11, 15 and 16, went on to sign with Mercury/Philips and eventually MGM and recorded their first million-selling hit single, “The Rain, The Park & Other Things”. Nash went to Jamaica in early 1968, (the same year that Eddie and Alex Van Halen moved with their parents to Pasadena, California) and while there he was introduced to TV, radio host and novel writer Neville Willoughby by his girlfriend, who had family links with Neville. This brought him right into the middle of the local scene which included working with the Wailers- specifically, Bob Marley, Bunny Wailer and Peter Tosh. He brought them in by signing all three to an exclusive publishing and recording contract with a new label he’d formed with Danny Sims, Cayman Music, and financed a number of their recordings and built his own studio. Additional musicians and collaborators included Byron Lee’s Dragonaires, Jackie Jackson and Lynn Taitt. Johnny formed his own reggae label JoDa before coming out with Hold Me Tight, a Top Five hit in 1968 and in England, a cover of Sam Cooke’s Cupid was another hit song by 1969. One clear success in all that was a hard rocksteady song Reggae on Broadway (1972) and it was recorded in London where reggae music was the rage! It was recorded along with the same sessions which eventually produced I Can See Clearly Now. That last mentioned album sold over one million copies and was awarded a gold disc by the R.I.A.A. by November of 1972. Hit songs from that included four originals by Bob Marley which were Guava Jelly, Comma Comma, You Poured Sugar on Me and the follow-up Stir it Up. A third hit from the album was There Are More Questions than Answers.
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| R to L: Eddie and his son, Wolfgang |
When Van Halen made their recording debut in 1978 they took the world by musical storm. Eddie was the songwriter and lead guitarist when he and his older brother Alex co-founded the band along with bassist Michael Anthony and singer David Lee Roth. Because they became popular in their genre at the same time it exploded in popularity in the U.S. many of Eddie’s techniques were not invented by him but made those dynamics in guitar playing his own and many have tried to emulate him with limited success. The term screaming guitars was invented for him. In 2012 Guitar World Magazine placed him at #1 on the reader’s poll list for “The 100 Greatest Guitarists of all Time”.
Alex and Eddie were the sons of Jan and Eugenia van Halen (née van Beers). Their father Jan, was a Dutch native Jazz woodwind and keyboard player but the mother was an Indonesian who hailed from Rangkasbitung, Java. Both Alex and Eddie, of course, were given formal piano lessons as young children and after moving to California in the 60s they became more interested in rock music with Alex beginning with guitar and Eddie on the drums. Eventually, they switched and the rest is history. They called their first band Mammoth, then skipped on a suggestion of Rat Salade eventually settling simply on Van Halen!
Once they had developed their sound in the 70s they started playing the Pasadena/Santa Barbara bar circuit for a few years. Eddie has cited many 60s bands and supergroups as his influences such as Cream, Eric Clapton solos and Jimmy Page was his idol. He has described himself as a Page wanna-be in that he felt that he emulated him best with even more reckless abandon in his style and riffs. Closer to the truth, he had a very unique sound which carried him off. Eventually they elevated to the L.A. scene at clubs such as Starwood and Whisky a Go Go. In 1976 Gene Simmons of KISS spotted them there and financed a demo tape for them. A year later they were offered a record contract by Warner Records.
Even though both genres waned in popularity in the 90s Van Halen still won a Grammy in 1992 for Best Hard Rock Performance with Vocals for their LP that year. Only last year the RIAA list of best selling artists listed Van Halen with 56 million sales in the U.S. alone and more the 80 million worldwide! In 2007 the band was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame citing Eddie’s guitar work specifically! Also, Eddie worked on film soundtracks and quite a few collaborations with the likes of Michael Jackson, Brian May, Sammy Hagar, Roger Waters and LLCool J and many more. Eddie created inventions for the guitar which were ground-breakers and held three patents on add-ons for various parts of the guitar. His techniques were phenomenal with or without the additions and he was well known for them. In short, he was a guitarist’s guitarist.
Up until twelve years ago Eddie struggled with alcoholism and drug abuse through most of his life. Whether that contributed to his stage acrobatic injuries, illnesses and eventual bouts with several types of cancer is not clear but the problems started in 1999 clear up to this year. By 2015 he was dealing with throat cancer and was only hospitalized last year for it. Unfortunately, he lost the battle on October 6th and we are left behind with a wonderful wealth of music that set itself apart from the rest of the metal crowd. This was four days before David Lee Roth’s 65th birthday! His son Wolfgang has played with the band in more recent years so it will be interesting to see if he can rise to the level of his magical Dad who had a smile that could light up the night.
Interesting note: Speaking at an event at the Smithsonian's National Museum of American History in 2015, Eddie discussed his life and the American Dream, saying "We came here with approximately $50 and a piano, and we didn't speak the language. Now look where we are. If that's not the American dream, what is?" Indeed!
I don't know how many of you watched the Billboard Awards lastnight but I have been hearing this one song it seems for the entire year and it's been the one bright spot in everything that has happened in 2020. It's been a rough year hasn't it? But let's face it- everyone has to have a thing that keeps them going only if you get to see, experience or hear it only occasionally. I found out that it was a song by Post Malone whom I've seen and didn't connect with the song until I watched the awards. The following is the song and the person.
Ciao for now~
The Castle Lady
I don't know how many of you have had a summer practically slip through your fingers like it did mine this year but it is a weird phenomenon. I can't remember another like it and although I did manage to keep my days busy I don't think I want to repeat it. Ironically, one day in August I thought of a song I hadn't even heard or sang or had go through my head since I was a little girl! No kidding. It's by Johnny Burnette and I know none of ya'll have ever heard it so it'll be the first time for all of you. As for me, I couldn't get it to stop and ran through my head constantly 'til I thought I was going to seriously lose it. In the end, I chuckled every time because for the first time in my life I understood what Johnny was going through. What do think of that? Have a listen.
Busy, busy, busy...AUGH!
more later....