A love song for my daughter Brandi. Sung by Keta Bill and Mandolin by Robert Powell
This is a song from the Kelabit Highlands in Borneo. I was doing a slow jam and I accidentally imported this audio into the session. It amazed me how it seemed to fit in. This woman is singing an ancient Kelabit song that even her children no longer understand. Languages and cultures are fading away so quickly. I sent the original recording back to the village and will send this remix so that the younger people can see how beautiful these lost words and worlds can be. Writer Scott Clemens joined me on this trip, which was as far from home as I have ever been.
Ready for a good long listen?
Many years ago Paul Horn and I traveled to Kathmandu as a part of the Tom Vendetti film "Mount Kailash". We made this piece from the sound recordings we made at that time. It originally appeared as two songs, "The Roof People" and "Kathmandu". It was really meant to be just one, so I re-combined them here for you to enjoy.
A remake of a family Christmas Song written for the children and now grandchildren of composer Christopher Hedge.
"Delancey" is a light Friday Tune for Jan. 30, 2015. Written for Mimi Silbert at Delancey Street Foundation
Sharon and I are new grandparents.
Not too many things can make you happier, more renewed and reminded that "hope springs eternal", than holding a beautiful new baby. We will have her all to ourselves for the first time this weekend... planning on doing little other than playing with the baby and soaking it in. She's on the verge of crawling, isn't that AMAZING!!!
Yes, we are perfectly happy to wear PJs all day and talk silly... really silly, "ooo doo be do bee... who's the prettiest little girl? Yes you are... yes you are!". See, like that. We're trying hard not to use the same tone that we've learned to use with Buddy... the dog. "Who's the best boy? Yes, your are... yes, etc." - whoops.
We have amassed thousands of photos and you must see them... every. single. one. Because she is perfect, right?
So, here's a little Friday love letter. That's my son, the new father, with the worlds craziest laugh when he was a baby himself. And MLK gives us a one liner that just felt right somehow. "Like anybody..." Thanks Reverend King. Love, indeed.
Just a small tune I was working on for a film. Thought I would share it with friends.