Another year passed
Still not invited to the
New Orleans Jazz Fest
So I did my own
With sparkling performances
Of new material
Never before sung
YouTube-free
My incredible
“Five Planets and a Full-Hunger Moon”
Strumming plaintive chords
On the concert ukulele
Singing between mezzo soprano
And a forced contralto
Doesn’t get any better than this
In between my own work
I sang all our old favorites:
“Jet Plane,” “Blowing in the Wind”
“John Riley,” “The Boxer”
Well, ok, folky but kinda
Jazzy Folk
And then a Talking Blues
My own “Engine Block Hotdogs”
“Joe Hill,” “Rebel Girl”
“City of New Orleans” brought down the house
Thanks, Arlo, for a great song
They begged me for an encore
So I did “Channeling”
The very first song I wrote
Yeah, had my own Jazz Fest
In an air conditioned Florida trailer
Then ate and slept with the audience
My ever-polite dogs
Who says I don’t know how to have fun?
© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
IMAGE: My Peace Ukulele
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Some of my best performances were solo or strictly jammin’ with other musicians without an audience. Purely for the love of music: as they say, “Like kind producing like kind.” Good post, Clarissa.
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Thanks, JW! “…for the love of music” is definitely all that matters!
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I can’t carry a tune in a bucket or play any instrument, but admire those who can. And I love good music….I would have liked to have been in your audience, my friend… 🙂
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Thanks, Cathy, but I believe you’d have had a good laugh, as I have every time I sing and play 🙂
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