Posts Tagged ‘music’

Can you Understand the Word: TRANSITION ?

September 9, 2009

We should remember the after fight portrait of George Foreman, in Zaire, Africa, after he had spent his “youth” on Muhammed Ali’s four-sided “semi” hammock. Today he can “talk about it” as the LIFE’S lesson that made his determination to “go on”. He DID become ‘WORLD HEAVY WEIGHT BOXING CHAMPION’ … the OLDEST EVER in modern history.

So many of us “lose” our way for a time, for whatever reason the “fox don’t trot likes they used to”. The sad thing about the “once upon a times” are simply a matter of PERSPECTIVE, the distance of “descent” from what ever level an accuser stakes their report of the demise of the accused’s abilities. Some of the “fallen” don’t even recognize what has, supposedly, happened to them. Sixteen year old [Alberta Hunter] wrote a few of [Bessie Smith\’s] most recognized ‘work’/ MUSIC, yet didn’t begin her own career until she’d lived an entire other lifetime.

We’ve gone through the temporal stage of [payola] and the [\”race records\” eras. But if you can find some of those “forgotten” stars of those times you’ll find that they didn’t disappear, but found more lucrative gigs. Remember that the cast of “[Amos and Andy“] were ‘somebodies’ before they had to replace the melinin-lacking originators.

But, no matter. There have been this world’s population that have gone “TO”, “FROM”, the crux of this terse is that the third part of “TO/ FROM” is NOW. I don’t know if Morgan Freeman is the Author of this, but I believe he was quoted to say that…”ADVERSITY doesn’t build CHARACTER, IT REVEALS IT“. On that NOTE I present to you this series of such from one who is returning from a vacation “in Hell”, as you’ll hear Satan has been heard to say that… “We’ve Lost this one.” …and as Mama said…


Whitney Houston Brown has stepped through the briers and brambles planted in her path, ‘THOUGHT IT OVER’, and re-entered life in a manner that can only be termed as a MASTER CLASS.

The maturation of her voice and expression HAD to be learned by [“osmosis“]… (until she’d “HAD ENOUGH” !). But as the video shows THIS is going to be one of the BETTER classes that have been given in SOME TIME !

This is one of the BEST TRANSITIONS. I hope we all can TRANSITION this well.


April 21, 2009

An American, Theatrical, salute to those who served in the armed forces and their communities. And how their talents can never be diminished.

On this past April 16th, 17th, and 18th of 2009, (A.D.), the Franklin County Veterans Memorial stage welcomed back a 67 year old COMMUNITY THEATRICAL EXTRAVAGANZA for the 49th, and final time,(for it playing there.), on its stage. Vaud-Villities was and IS the collective VOICES, DANCE SHOES and INSTRUMENTS of men and women raising money for their various passions of communal charity.

It began with the 27 men of the FIRST COMMUNITY CHURCH’S ‘Men’s GLEE CLUB’, and it grew to be the “NOTATIONALLY NOTABLE” production of various glee clubs of the COLUMBUS, OHIO area. Its growth and popularity taking it from a small high school stage to a venue that even Jimi Hendrix chose to display his talent. This assembly of ‘NEIGHBORS’ never forgot those that fought and died to create, or ASSURE, their abilities to live as they have, and DO.

Each of this year’s production began with a Men’s chorus of Servicemen, (Active, Former, and a few costumed.), entering the auditorium walking down the left and right audience aisles to enter the stage from the proscenium’s steps and cross to center stage, shaking the proffered hand of the Airforce, Marine, Navy or Coast Guard representative to the tune of “HI, NEIGHBOR”. As the chorus of men then stood on risers an HONOR GUARD carried “BETSY’S BRILLIANCE” the width of the stage, the tonal salute to each branch marking its resting point, the audience clapping cadence. And, as each branch’s song ensued those that were, or ARE, of said stood in recognition. Daughters, Sons, Children, (Grand and Great. And for the World War Two veterans… Greater still.), held elbows for stabilization. These evenings were events of THANK YOU, and a confirmation to those that may still need “healing” for the wounds of their service to this NATION.

The chronological range of song and dance was covered from the “CAKEWALK” to “All That JAZZ”. The costumer’s handiwork would stand with any, from BURBANK to the BOWERY.

Wives and Mothers.

Wives and Mothers.

The THEMATIC ‘label’: AMERICAN ORIGINALS, Saluting the Greats in American Music. And it WAS “the Melting Pot’s” melange of tastes, throughout the previous years, covering the end of the 19th century’s offerings into the 1960’s. ‘Vaudville’ has yet to relenquish its time in the spotlight in Columbus, Ohio.

To give give a small porthole of the collective talent, of the myriad of TALENT, there was a 49 year VETERAN/ PARTICIPANT by the name of Bob Potts. A graduate of the Cincinnati Conservatory of Music, (Major= what we, now, call MEDIA…minor= voice, a “Lyric Baritone”.), whose resume’ includes television’s historic PUBLIC ICONS W-QED, (Pittsburg, PA), and the initial studio sessions of one Fred Rogers, (And those in his “NEIGHBORHOOD”.). Bob ran track in his youth and kept some of that “Middle Distance” energy through all these years. His musical talent has been passed to his children; his youngest now with the United States Coast Guard playing her “EIGHT TO THE BAR”.

The ways of “old” are passing, and as our way of life has dramatically changed in the past few years we are “now” finding new ways to attempt to REMAIN our strong, viable selves, remembering the THEME-SONGS to events of HAPPINESS and HORROR alike… BUT, doing so as a COMMUNITY, because we ARE ” all in this TOGETHER”. ON the stage, in FRONT of the stage, or AROUND the stage… “the show MUST go on”. And WILL. Sometimes it comes to the point when you’ve just GOT to do so by yourself. Vaud-Villities Productions will open its own stage in Columbus’ “NORTHLAND” area, (I-71 to the Morse Rd. exit east toward Newark.), in the former J.C. Penney mall building. So that there WILL BE … ” ANOTHER OPENING, ANOTHER SHOW”.

A Smiling Dog

May 6, 2008

FANGS are always bare A Smiling Dog

There was a man out in the city swollen from the cold.

He wasn’t greying, just, slightly dying life’s travels made him old.

So helter-skelter time fought this welter in the hundreth round.

He said, “Hey, listen sonny I don’t want your money, before I go

I’ll tell ya’ the wealths I’ve found”.






Now, all through his story, smoke, gasp and chokey

Was Aesop, Keats and, Hess.

I listened hard to the lessons of the WORLD’S changeling guest.





These words are, now, in the hands of one of soul music’s most famous unknown musicians, Mr. J.C. Davis.

Since I must introduce him, again, to the world at large the quick synopsis is this. Mr. Davis plays the Saxaphone, has for over 50 years. He started a band that had introduced a young guitarist that, later, asked if we were experienced. During the similar time frame J. C. asked his drummer to replace the band’s lead singer. He worked out so well that the group just caught fire, they were nothing if FLAMES. After parting ways Mr. Davis saw A BRAND NEW DAY, which was revisited 40 some odd years later when a young man sang DAMN GIRL. The MAN is back after many years of beating Cancer. Above is my gift TO MY FATHER’S BEST FRIEND.


It’s been six years and, the above IS the LAST “FLAME” alive. There are NO MORE original members of the “James Brown” band. He drives a nice little Corvette and looks after his Grandchildren. ALL “the old friends” have left “the stage” to leave J.C. on his “SOLO” career.