I am a musician and this curious pre-occupation requires that I travel from village to world village. I get to see things that perhaps others do not. I record them to the best of my ability and share where there is interest. This is a story of my first journey...
Monday is Easter's "money note."
I was raised on pop music. Anything classical ran together in a complicated blur. However, I came to know the following hymn as a "song" when I was performing the "Downtown Messiah" at Alan Pepper's (now-closed) Bottom Line Club in New York, 1996.
1. Prepare a feast for your special Valentine.
2. Put on some music.
3. Light some candles.
4. Suggest breaking up.
6. Tell each other how much you have enjoyed the other person: his/her
generosity, wisdom, sense of humour, eccentricities, tenderness.
7. Tell each other...
Send me someone to love
Someone whose kiss I could understand
And who would understand mine
Someone whose hips I could understand
And who would understand the rhythm of mine
Someone who understands the power of making love divine
Are your family gatherings like Norman Rockwell paintings or Picasso portraits? If they're the latter, you may find these tips helpful.
1. Put yourself in order the night before. Lay out your clothes, shoes, jewellery, hat, belt. Clean, press and shine them if possible. This organizes your energy like...
When the Huffington Post invited me to write for them, I asked if I could use a pseudonym. Denied. They wanted me, Jane Siberry, the famous musician. OK!
Since I am about to release a new CD, a glimpse behind the scenes might be of interest. The few times I...
When you go to a medical clinic and see that the doctor is a young man, do you feel relieved? I do. Why? Because I think there is a greater chance that they were raised by conscious mothers. Which means they might have a more holistic respect for health. Which...
When I made my way across childhood to the tinny AM radio, it was dark. Lights out. I listened intently. More intently than I ever had before. Something was speaking to my unformed-ness like a long lost friend. Something that I had never met but forgotten nonetheless. I was 'realizing'...
Music, cars, barbecuing
Tattoos, music, skateboarding
Road trips, music, dogs
Music, fashion, peers
Family, gardening, music
People and their passions. Often three. Passions. A triangle. Sometimes all three are really the same thing, disparate as they may seem. As I mentioned in my last...
People often seem to have a triangle of interests. In my case, two tellable, one not.
Number one: sheep herding
Have any of you seen sheep herding trials on TV? How about in real life? You're toodling down the hedge-lined back roads of Scotland or Ireland and you almost...