Info at the Events page here at www.brucebalmer.com
Stay Safe, Stay Well,
There are lots of ways to write songs. Jack Hardy used to go for a walk with a penny whistle and come up with a melody, then go home and write is lyric. That’s one way. Sometimes it’s a line, like “Sassafras Tea, Hard A-Lee,” which suggest a melody; I can almost hear the notes.
This week, Lisa and I will be focusing on those where the lyric was suggested by the rhythm and the shape of an existing melody. For me the game has been to make it sound as if the words were wrtten first. We’ll do some standards with their familiar lyric, one for which Lisa wrote a lyric, and one where I appointed myself to try and improve on the better-known version. We also include some originals written this way.
We’re looking forward to loads of fun, and hope you do, too! Look in EVENTS for additional details.
for concert: facebook.com/lisamarkley
Virtual Tip Jar, Always Appreciated, Always Optional:
3 PM TOMORROW!
Bruce has 5-minute spot at this 50-Year commemorative event behind
The Colony at
22 Rock City Road, Woodstock, NY 12498, at
3 PM Saturday, August 17th, 2019.
Either 1 long-ish song or 2 economical ones.
Other phenomenal (as one might imagine, it being Woodstock, after all) local musicians all day Saturday and Sunday.
Check out the Face Book page by the above title for other details and schedule.
As many people know, the famous Woodstock Festival, 3 Days Of Peace And Music, took place 58 miles away at what is now known as Bethel Woods Center for the Arts, formerly informally known as Yasgur’s Farm, owned by Max Yasgur in 1969.
What is less known, but more so lately is there were a number of small precursor festivals which actually did take place in the town of Woodstock at Pan Copeland’s farm a for a couple years, called Sound Out. Pretty small by comparison, maybe 500 attendees or so. I remember seeing Soft Machine there. Swampy. Some things spring eternal. Water.
Hope all who have some community connection with why anyone ever thought getting together in an out door idyll of mud and sound might be life-supporting in some way takes a minute to think those thoughts again.
Well, we did it.
After nearly 11 years in the Bishop Arts District of beautiful Oak Cliff, TX, ( a mere flash in the pan to Lisa’s 35-year residency,) we decided in the spring of ’17 somehow to move to my family’s old farmhouse in the Catskill Eroded Plateau of New York State. After immense help from all quarters of our Dallas and music-loving support community, and one near-miracle after another, we now drive two green subaru foresters with NYS plates, are vigorously exploring the local open mike community of Woodstock, Shandaken, Rhinebeck, Red Hook, Nyack and other towns. We have reconnected with my brothers and sister, my daughter and grandkids. (2019 update: we’ve recently moved across town in Woodstock to a rental house from our dear un-named Friend From Serendipity.) We’ve also reconnected with The Jack Hardy Songwriter’s Collective in the East Village.
Meantime, we’ve found workable day gigs; I’ve re-acquainted myself with the local construction community, and Lisa’s developing her private lesson students, while cranking out yarn, hats, and fabulously original knit projects.