The Blessings of True Fables

November 29, 2008

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Outside the Palace of Fine Arts
the brassy bedouin gifted
this uneasy teen
her guitar.
And as
he slipped beneath
the sassy spell of
crazed voodoo spirits,
wicked fingers blazed
electric on its strings,
and wailed alongside the waif’s bluesy
this-is-the-last-song-I-will-ever-sing voice.
A mic in one hand and swigs of
Southern Comfort from her other,
she would dub him “Raoul”,
an unsung
discovery,
sober no longer
in the drunken
merriment
of the spring moment
that would never
leave him.

Weeks passed.
Time stopped again
as music channeled
from some
other distant life took hold,
and ephemeral summer
magic howled
its symphony,
then took sudden flight as a thief
in the stolen
night
never to return.

Sadly, Janis soon passed as well.

The young man grew older,
accomplished
many other things
in his life,
until the last sepia’d memory
of Raoul faded
to white.

One day a lost friend,
a godchild unseen
in decades,
passed as a ghost
through his thoughts.
As if by whim, he typed random numbers
into the address bar.
Her profile splashed
on the screen.
He was startled,
delighted.
It was magic!
She’d moved across a continent
and an ocean,
eight time zones away,
and yet here she was
before him.

Conversations followed.

And he smiled.

Raoul had never left.

Straight No Chaser

November 21, 2008

Dare you not to smile…


What do Bob Dylan, The Rolling Stones, JFK, Martin Luther King, Elvis, The Beatles, The Byrds, Altamont, Hell’s Angels,
Janis, Kent State, Waylon Jennings and, of course, Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and The Big Bopper have in common?


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With Plenty of Heart

August 30, 2008

These folks have been working their craft a long time…music fills their veins and is expressed
with plenty of heart…

Born in London and living in Rome, New York, L.A., and back again to New York to study art, music,
and film, Fredo Viola has his own unique take on using all these mediums that is startlingly beautiful, moving
and strangely familiar.

Fredo Viola’s video for his single ‘The Sad Song’ – an innovative .jpeg clip collage.

Tilly and the Wall, a group from Omaha is noted for having a tap dancer instead of a drummer. Several band members formerly played with Conor Oberst (Bright Eyes) and formed their own group. Listen up and I dare you to not
grin with glee…

Tilly and the Wall–Rainbows in the Dark

Little Boots is the solo project of Victoria Hesketh, formerly lead singer/ synth player in Dead Disco. Classically trained,
she creates her own singular music!

Little Boots–Meddle (acoustic on piano, tenorion and stylophone)

Australian Orianthi started on the acoustic guitar at 6, electric at 11, and by 18 had been playing with Carlos Santana,
Prince, and Steve Vai. Make no mistake, this girl plays a wicked guitar along with the best of them.

Orianthi–Lights of Manos

Annie Clark is a multi-instrumentalist, singer and songwriter from Tulsa who performs under the moniker St. Vincent.
She was nominated for three PLUG Independent Music Awards, and won the Female Artist of the Year award…
a tremendous talent…

St. Vincent – These Days

(Isaac and friends around the piano at one of many of our famous
open-all-the-doors Christmas parties he helped make more festive
entertaining and having fun with the hundreds of kids and friends
and families in Memphis).

I have to say I haven’t found a way to say goodbye to my good friend, Isaac.
David Porter, his long time friend and songwriting partner, would say,
“…it’s hard to really tell you what’s in my heart.”
Yes…it is.

The world knew Isaac as a Rock & Roll Hall of Famer, a Grammy and Academy Award winning
composer and musician, an icon of innovative soul and funk, a truly creative force as songwriter,
singer, producer, and actor.
Black Moses, to many.
To many others and myself he was affectionately, Bubba Lee.
To everyone, whether it was the first time you met or a lifelong relationship, he was a friend.
A man truly beloved by everyone.
And the one fact which eclipsed this, was the genuine caring and love he expressed
for each individual he met that carried far beyond the initial encounter.

For myself, to say Isaac was also a tremendous humanitarian would not begin to touch
what was in his heart and what he expressed with his work.
As a spokesman for the World Literacy Crusade, he more than campaigned for literacy and change,
he directly helped create it, opening dozens of literacy centers throughout the world.
(Indeed, he was made an honorary King in Ghana for his work in opening schools
and literacy centers in that country). His tireless work in the field of human rights
with the One Campaign, Youth for Human Rights International, The Shepherd Foundation,
and his own Isaac Hayes Foundation would be just a glimpse of this soul who gave so much.

I lived ten years in his hometown Memphis, a town I grew to love in an immense way.
Memphis. The Home of the Blues. The Birthplace of Rock & Roll. Beale Street.
Graceland. Stax. Sun. The finest barbeque in the world!
And sadly, where Dr. King passed from this world– a fact which
has never left the city’s collective consciousness.
Where streets of extreme poverty and extreme wealth still run side by side.
Where those with bright futures mingle with those without, with each group always
keenly aware of the other.

Despite all this, it was easily understood raising literacy was key to effective change.
With literacy true ability could be gained. Without it endless despair,
drugs and criminality were a simple fact of life.

I had the privilege of working with Isaac in building literacy centers in Memphis and
in introducing groundbreaking techniques to its school system. When you begin to
understand the heartbreak of high school students struggling to read at second
grade level, by rule, not the exception, then you can also begin to understand and share the
joy of completely changed individuals, by rule, not the exception, when given the tools of
how to study and learn. Multiply this by hundreds, no, thousands of kids of all ages
who have learned to read and study for the first time and you will begin to understand
what this meant to their dreams. And Isaac’s dream. And indeed, all are our dreams.

They say the measure of a man can be seen by his effect on those around him.
Over the years after meeting with, talking with, walking with, laughing with his
family members, his hundreds of musician friends, business friends,
mayors and ministers, society’s finest and society’s forgotten,
all who were touched by this man,
I can say also, it’s really hard to tell you what’s in my heart.

There is simply no way to say goodbye, my friend.
You’ve never left us.