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Lady to Grace

By on April 19, 2010 in music

As time goes on and mainstream radio creeps in there’s a population that’ll always stay in tune to, what I’ve heard Amy Winehouse refer to as, “what the kids are playing“. Over the past few years it seems like the kids, the airwaves, the corporate sponsors, the record label titans are blasting out Lady Gaga. For those of us raised on Grace Jones, Madonna, Miss Lady Kier along with techno/house sensibilities Lady Gaga makes me smile. A few weeks back I brought myself up to speed on all the videos via Youtube and remarked she’s a lot of fun. She even earned the right to don my headphone halo, make the head bob and there was the side of me that wanted to take part in the delicious simplicity of money, music, and some kinkiness. It’s easy good stuff and have fun with it. It’s refreshing to see a strong individual pushing the convential boundaries of art.

At the same time another woman has come into my life. One that’s not going to be pushed by any titans, nor have videos, or deal with content with the simple goal of selling records. She’s Snatam Kaur and I discovered her via last.fm. This track called Ong Namo kept coming up in my playlist. You see….. money, music, movies, the bombardment, thrown in with kinkiness internally and externally manufactured, can make a mess out of a person. One turns to yoga, prayer and the spiritual arts and can be blessed with having things come across one’s computer screen. Such is Snatam Kaur. You can read up on her on the website or Wikipedia but I offer her up as a suggestion and a observation. For decades we’ve lived in a world where graceful and righteous women like Snatam Kaur were pushed off to the fringes left to folk festivals and obscurity. And to some extent she still may be in these worlds but technology gives her  a chance to disseminate her prayers of music globally and I sense there’s people listening. Her voice is that of an angel and it cleanses.  Take a deep breath and come off the crack we’re constantly hit with.

Suniai = To listen to the music of  feeling karma being born.

Lady Gaga Photo -http://www.flickr.com/photos/michaelspencer/ / CC BY 2.0

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Podcast 18 – Jason Huvaere – Part 2

By on April 2, 2010 in detroit, music, politics

In my dealings with Jason Huvaere I have been very impressed with his matter-of-factness and professionalism. This series of interviews conveys this. It is this professionalism combined with a sense of responsibility and urgency that brought Paxahau into the Movement Festival. I was very interested how he would respond to a question about the misconceptions of Detroit. His response made me proud and shows a glimmer of the Detroit soul one gets or sees only after having been here a very long time. I love the phrase “a state of mind that everyone here has a responsibility to keep working towards.”

High Resolution Media – Podcast 18 – Jason Huvaere – Part 2

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Podcast 17 – Jason Huvaere – Part 1

By on March 28, 2010 in detroit, music, podcast

Paxahau is a pretty ubiquitous name within the world of Detroit electronic music, specifically within the club and party circuit. They are prolific promoters and archivers of the events they have so passionately put on since 1993. Their recent claim to fame is being the organizers behind The Detroit Electronic Music Festival, or Movement as it is now called.

In this first podcast we interviewed the founder and main force behind Paxahau, Jason Huvaere. Like so many in Detroit, he is behind the scenes and gets shit done, makes it happen. Detroit’s electronic music is legendary and mythic and Paxahau has been there all long, stealthily and below the surface, disseminating the music to the dance floors and airwaves via their itunes podcast. Part 1 finds out the origins of the Paxahau name and how it fits within the cultural context of Detroit.

High Resolution Media – Podcast 17 – Jason Huvaere – Part 1

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in the moment

By on January 28, 2009 in music, poetry

things sometimes get desperate. there is a feeling of anxiety that grips the inside of a small heart and greets the surface of the face of such a man.

all the constructs of modern life, or even “life” (modern or ancient); romantic relationships, work, study, all conspire to plan a blitzrieg attack on fragile emotional ramparts… living can be hard sometimes. However, there is comfort in knowing that for a lucky few of us, life is no longer harsh; harsh cold winters, harsh hunger, or a harsh poverty lived out in a garbage dump site. In this knowledge there is perspective, and innumerable blessings to be appreciated

whenever i feel the hardness of the moment, as strongly as the worries of a past due bill or as sublimely as a soft pillow, soft but not like a previous lover… i am usually giving away my power to a fear of some uncertain future. because i live my life in the moment of the future and not the moment of the present, i suffer.

lol… to think that all this is a prologue to a short poem.

in the words of a10, remember to dance for joy (couldn’t have said it any better)

poem: mother-song (text coming later. look out for the videos, also coming soon.) 

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