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“I Aspire to Inspire Before I Expire”   2 comments

Diunna Greenleaf 09-14-12Jonn Richardson, Diunna Greenleaf, and Bob Corritore — Image by kenne

I didn’t realize how much I needed a “Diunna Fix” till I was out doing a morning walk listening to my iTunes music. I like to shuffle through the music, when “Growing Up and Growing Old” (On the CD, Trying To Hold On) started playing, which is one of my favorite Blues/Gospel tunes. I knew then, I would be listening to more Diunna today.

“I Aspire to Inspire Before I Expire” — Diunna Greenleaf

Video by kenne

Diunna Greenleaf 09-14-12Jonn Richardson and Diunna Greenleaf — Image by kenne

We are pleased to have known Diunna for about twenty years. Joy and I consider her a very close friend. And when it comes to singing the Blues, there’s none better. Here’s another video from the same show, in case you also need a “Diunna Fix.” Get a load of Jonn’s guitar playing need the end of this video, the Del Toro really comes out!

— kenne

Video by kenne

Diunna & Joy3-8-0300128 08-23-11 blogDiunna & Joy, my Zen Women — Image by kenne

 

 

 

A Song of Silence   Leave a comment

Mean Gene KeltonA Song of Silence — Mean Gene Kelton Computer Art by kenne

A Song of Silence

Music is
what enables you
in your work,
soothes you
when you rest
reminds you
of images past
of dreams yet fulfilled.
It is not the words,
nor the beat,
nor the instruments,
nor the relationships.
It is the rhythm
of the moments,
composed by
the silence between.

— kenne

“Keep’n the Blues Alive” — Ten Years Out   Leave a comment

bryan-lee2007-06-02-01keepingxMember of Bryan Lee’s Band Taking A Break Outside the Corner Pub (June 2, 2007), Conroe, Texas — Image by kenne

Bryan Lee (1 of 1)-Art blog IIComputer Art by kenne

“I always thought that one man, the lone balladeer
with a guitar, could blow a whole army off the stage,
if he knew what he was doing. I’ve seen it happen.”

— Bob Dylan

 

Blue Wing — Might Have Been A Bluebird   7 comments

Western Bluebird-0518 Framed blogWestern Bluebird — Image by kenne

I can’t think of bluebirds without thinking of Tom Russell’s song, “Blue Wing” — one of my favorite. Both help me see the sky above.

— kenne

Blue Wing by Tom Russell

He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder
Well it might have been a bluebird I don’t know
But he’d get stone drunk and talk about Alaska
The salmon boats and 45 below

He said he got that blue wing up in Walla Walla
And his cellmate there was Little Willy John
And Willy he was once a great blues singer
And Wing and Willy wrote ’em up a song. They said…

CHORUS:
It’s dark in here; can’t see the sky
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
And I fly away beyond these walls
Up above the clouds where the rain don’t fall
On a poor man’s dream.

They paroled Blue Wing in August, of 1963
He moved north picking apples to the town of Wenatchee
Then winter finally caught him in a run down trailer park
On the south side of Seattle where the days grow gray and dark

And he drank and he dreamt of visions when the salmon still ran free
And his fathers’ fathers crossed that wild old Bering Sea
And the land belonged to everyone and there were old songs yet to sing
Now it’s narrowed down to a cheap hotel and a tattooed prison wing

CHORUS:
It’s dark in here; can’t see the sky
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
And I fly away beyond these walls
Up above the clouds where the rain don’t fall
On a poor man’s dream.

Blue Wing by Tom Russel Video

Evening Jazz — You Know the Story   Leave a comment

Benson Sculpture Garden-3084 Evening Jazz blogEvening Jazz Wall Sculpture by Warren Cullar (Benson Sculpture Garden, Loveland, CO) — Image by kenne

WORD JAZZ
“You Know the Story” by Ken Nordine from the album, A Transparent Mask

Happy Hour In Old Town San Diego   2 comments

Joy-2762_art blogHappy Hour In Old Town San Diego — Computer Painting by kenne

We stopped 
at the entranced
to the Mexican Cafe
for happy hour
on the patio.

“This way please,”
said the dark-eyed
women dressed
in a traditional
colorful Fiesta Dress.

We each ordered
Margaritas on the rocks
our way of reviewing
Mexican cafes
when traveling.

Music jumps
through the air,
venerable reminders
of European Polkas
brought by immigrants.

For good or bad,
our tastes for
Mexican food
continues to be 
biased by Tex-Mex. 

— kenne

Red Hot Blues   Leave a comment

Red Hot Blues DSC_0696 blogRed Hot Blues — Computer Art by kenne

When I think “Red Hot Blues,” I think Stevie Ray Vaughn. We were able to see him at The Woodlands Pavilion in the summer of 1990, less than a month before he died in a helicopter crash in southern Wisconsin in route to Chicago. Stevie was the “Prince of the Blues.”

— kenne

 

 

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