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Dido’s Lament is the final aria from the opera Dido and Aeneas by Henry Purcell, performed here by Annie Lennox and London City Voices, first heard a year ago, and now again, more than ever, its echo resonates. Continue reading “Dido’s Lament”
I drove to work early but I arrived late. I’d forgotten about all the extra school-run traffic. It was 9:30 when I got to Notting Hill Gate and my ticket was for 10 o’clock at Piccadilly. I walked through the park, dodging cyclists, dazzled by trees, energised by the green space on our doorstep that I so often overlook, thinking I must do this more often, but knowing I wouldn’t. I should’ve been working. It was 10:10 when I got to the Royal Academy. Continue reading “The Armada”
Jabulani / Joy / Rejoice
Abdullah Ibrahim (piano), Barre Phillips (bass), Makaya Ntshoko (drums), John Tchicai (alto sax), Gato Barbieri (tenor sax).
I never tire of this music. It springs from the earth.
The musicians bear witness and catch it as it flies.
“A friend of Nick’s, brilliant Irish filmmaker Myles O’Reilly, has made a beautiful short film with our new song To The Island as a soundtrack. It introduces an inspiring couple, lifelong partners Eddie and Elsie, with wise words about love, nature and dreams. It’s so hopeful and tender. We should take their words and their world to heart.” – Neil Finn (Crowded House)
Crowded House: To The Island – Myles O’Reilly’s Arbutus Yarns
Miles Davis Quintet, Teatro dell’Arte, Milan, Italy, October 11th, 1964 (Colorized)
Miles Davis (trumpet), Wayne Shorter (sax), Herbie Hancock (piano), Ron Carter (bass), Tony Williams (drums)
Autumn Leaves 00:00, My Funny Valentine 15:07, All Blues 26:33, All of You 40:13, Joshua 50:47
In an age of so much processed and homogenised pop mush it’s a joy to find some honest to goodness musicians playing and listening and making it up as they go along, with lots of fun and empathy and grace. What the world needs now is Bill Frisell, Thomas Morgan and Rudy Royston.
This was the first sight. Ignore the car park and the fancy farm shop and the reserved restaurant and the souvenir bookshop. Outside on the grass, just as the rain began to fall, my eyes met Harri VI (it translates as Stone VI), a great carved block of granite. Imagine that. How is that possible? The equivalent of a giant fist carved in granite. A fistful of granite. I love it. Continue reading “Eduardo Chillida In Somerset”
Engrav’d by J.Greig for the Antiquarian & Topographical Cabinet
from a Drawing by J.Fenton Esq.
When this engraving was first published in 1810, the Silton Oak was already considered to be an antiquarian and topographical curiosity. Over 200 years later and it still charms us with its stoic endurance, a vigorous but shrinking survivor of a once much larger millennial oak tree. Continue reading “Silton Oak, Dorsetshire”
We came to Symondsbury for breakfast, the best coffee and bacon roll in months, then down past the church and up the hill to Shute’s Lane. We were staying under Eggardon and we’d already driven down a tunnel of green lanes to get here. This one was closed to traffic so now we were on foot. Continue reading “A Holloways Walk”
We planted a Christopher Corr painting in our window and watched it grow into an exhibition. Day by day more pictures appeared and still they go on appearing. So this blogpost is a photographic record of the growth of an exhibition. I’ll update it regularly. Watch this space. Continue reading “Watch This Space”