Archive for June, 2013
Tiger father begets tiger son.
Most times I’m an open book about life: ask me how much I loved my family childhood, I will tell you stories of warm summer nights in Saskatchewan where my grandparents lived, of laugher in my home and scrapes and bruises along the way. I’ll share that joy, that curiosity, that wonderment. Ask me how secluded and perplexed I found myself in adolescents, I’ll hold nothing back; for I’ve found liberation in that ‘letting go’. Ask me to open up about my shortcomings, mistakes, regrets, my dreams and schemes; again, I will share these experiences and not once hesitate for the words come easy and certain clarity exists.
Ask me to talk about my father …I feel tightness in my throat; a heaviness in my chest like a weight pushing down; a blockage of all words or thoughts that could sum up or reveal the depths of that vast ocean.
The past, the present and the future of my father – and my love for him are far too complex to break down into concise manner; and believe me I have tried. I have tried for the purposes of letting go; celebrating; honouring; I’ve written many songs, trying to do just that – only to crumple each one up into a ball of disappointing letters and visuals that fail to expose what that love holds for me in my heart. Its because of this I have often chosen to avoid any sharing of it, with anyone. What else can you do when the words don’t come easy? Perhaps its a Universal thing for a lot of people; to love your father very deeply yet never quite know how to share what that love means to you because it becomes the norm to keep it concealed, hidden away just for you. It doesn’t mean they don’t have meaning; rather it somehow means they hold so much significance there is a need to protect and preserve those feelings.
This will only sound vague and perhaps this is all for me to accept. I do know this; I am my father’s son. He is deeply rooted in me; he is a foundation, for better or for worse – for better and for worse. He is where I have derived any of my creativeness or skill; he encouraged me, showing pride in this reflection of himself. He is also at the root of some of the deepest cracks of my surface; breaks I have spent my life thus far trying to make concrete.
My father’s life story is one I honour. I love him and I always will.
Good times last night at Johnny’s Social Club; where Five Easy Pieces sang for a Relay for Life Fundraiser. Thanks very much to folks for coming out & supporting the Camp Maraiche Girls & Friends Relay for Life Team as well as us in Five Easy Pieces; the evening was a success thanks to their hard work & planning, & a slew of delicious cupcakes they made for the crowd.
As always, I enjoy getting up to play with my Five Easy Pieces friends, tho we rarely get the chance to jam & rehearse like we did over the winter, it always seems to come together ‘easy’ when its time to plug in the amps & sing. Thanks to Doug, Ann, Chad & Derek for the musical times. Very talented group.
Coming up next I’ll be playing a solo set at Pioneer Square for Flin Flon’s 80th Birthday, June 28th; as Flin Flon’s Trout Festival begins. The following Saturday, June 29th I’ll be joining a line up of talented locals at NorVA Centre for an open mic night of music. Mark Kolt will generously be accompanying me on piano for both these solo shows; & what a treat that is for me personally.
Here’s a few snaps from Johnny’s Social Club last night.