Music
December 16, 2008
Just Some Videos
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December 11, 2008
Sleeping At Last Live With A String Trio (on virb.com)
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So often things sound better with strings.
July 25, 2008
Ever since I heard Markers last February I have loved Rocky’s acoustic strumming, smooth harmonica skills, and appropriate screaming but it really was not until seeing him live that he has become one of my all time favorite musicians. I have started this blog like an essay but I almost feel like I could write an essay about Rocky Votolato.
What was so great about him live? I will tell you. The songs I must say sounded just the same as his recordings, which is a good thing but not always good when you want to see someone live. What was great was how much he reacted the crowd. He played at a small bar venue and it was fairly packed, partly with fans and partly with the trendy people who spend weekends there at the Marquis Theater in Denver. There was a lot of wait time before he played and as I was people watching it was clear that not everyone was there to see Rocky because they couldn’t pronounce his name correctly. This is all besides the point, I just want to set the scene.
Rocky Votolato got up on stage with his acoustic guitar and his harmonica held up around his neck. I truthfully cannot recall what song he started with but I do remember how I never even thought about how good he is at playing the harmonica. It is just not an easy thing to do. The crowd was good, they cheered and clapped and sang along with the lyrics that they knew and then Rocky responded. I first noticed it when he got a little excited and jumped up in down as the people clapped. He just got so happy when he say how much people enjoyed him. He played a song that he had just written a week earlier and later he took requests for what songs the crowd wanted the hear. He made us feel just as important on the floor as he was in the spotlight. Then came the songs I knew and the lyrics that had soo much passion. He throws himself into his songs. I believe he means and feels ever word he sings. I’m sure he has sung “Portland is Leaving” hundreds of times but it still gave me chills. When he had a lyric about laughing, he laughed, when he had a lyric about something he told his wife, he was really telling her again. It was beautiful. I respect his humility in his music and just the ingenuity of it all. This is the way to appreciate music.
July 1, 2008
June 1, 2008
In honor of my blog’s tagline, I have decided to start my new blog with the song which it comes from.
Heavy is the mind that can’t be told
When its time to let it goHeavy is the heart filled so full with sorrow
But worry cant help a single thing and
When we’re out of our heads
At least were out in the openThe warning signs of a troubled mind
It’s all the things we can’t see and can’t hideBut when you kiss me in ways I’ve forgotten,
Love is a swimming pool with no bottom
We’ve got to hold on the water is risingAnd all we ever wanted is to be loved
Whether sun or stars above
All our trouble all our toil
Is towards no greater earthly goalSo never mind what logic says I say
logic a guy who outta empty his pockets
All we want is an open mind you know the
Kind you can’t earn and can’t buyAnd when you kiss me in ways I’ve forgotten,
Love is a swimming pool with no bottom
We’ve got to hold on the water is risingAnd everyone spends a little time
Fighting the drift back out to the deep end
When I asked you to throw me a line
Thats when you pulled me out by the heart strings
Hey yeeaaaaWe thought the weight of the world would have us sinking like a stone
If we should ever lose our hold
But we rise to the surface the moment
That we know theres nothing to fear down belowWhen you kiss me in ways I’ve forgotten,
Love is a swimming pool with no bottom
We’ve got to hold on the water is risingWhen you kiss me in ways I’ve forgotten,
Love is a swimming pool with no bottom
We’ve got to hold on the water is rising
Ohh ohh ohh ohh