Frana? Yes, Italian for landslide. Much of the hilly landscape here consists of stones of various sizes stuck together by sticky clay. And when it rains and rains, the clay can go soft. So I took the dogs out this morning, and we found a funny thing on the way to the cemetery:
Having enjoyed the company of Jeanne the Resonator for a couple of months now (thank you again Sarah for such a beautiful present!), one or two friends have actually said, “Yes, but what about a complete piece?” Well, that kind of puts me on the spot, doesn’t it? So here are a couple. Firstly a version of “How Long” blues (a song of miserable irony). I’m actually thinking of changing the whole “groove” of this one, so I don’t have a huge emotional investment in this recording – feel free to criticise away!
Secondly, a short version of an instrumental I call the “Empty House”, as it’s meant to be mournful and sad and nostalgic and wistful and meaningful and… you get the picture.
I am now proud to own a Fender resonator – an FR55. “What’s that?” you may cry in harmonious, polyphonic chorus. One of the most (metaphorically) rock-and-roll guitars you can get while still being entirely acoustic. My “main” guitar has a beautiful, smooth action, which unfortunately has the side effect of making it very unsuited to playing with a slide, whereas this is ideally suited to the bottleneck. I’m still *very* much in the process of getting used to it, but I’m hoping to have enough repertoire together to use it soon.
So here is a picture together with a clip having short snatches of the introduction to Little Red Rooster, a homage to John Fahey, Louie Louie (yes it’s party time), and a more mournful piece called The Empty House.
I’ll be doing another spot at La Gallina Cubista, the health food and eco shop in Via Garibaldi, Pontremoli (about 50 m up after leaving the Duomo on your right).
I’ll be doing a bit of acoustic guitar (authentically bastardized white urban country blues) there on Saturday (2 Nov), starting at 4:30 or so. This time I plan to perform standing up, so bringing a dynamic, new and vibrant energy to the tired old genre. (Insert ironic smiley.)
It is only a couple of weeks ago that I followed a Facebook link from a friend and came across “Songs from the Shed“. It’s a revelation. The acoustic, quasi-folk music scene in the UK is not nearly as tired and unoriginal as I had, in my ignorance, assumed. On the contrary.
It was nice to prove to myself that I really do have a repertoire of workable size and quality. Lots that I’d like to have done better (of course), but the dancing toddler (unfortunately not captured on film) was very encouraging. Anyway, people listened, clapped, and I passed the acid test: the shop would like me
From 6:00 pm for an hour — or maybe two — I shall be entertaining staff and clientele (yes, both of them) with some “aged-white-college-boy-acoustic-urban-country-blues-guitar (of the finest)” music. It will be a low-key event with some numbers even in E. And entirely acoustic. Any and all friends who feel
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