Bruce, King of the jungle
No Glitter or Flash
Enjoy this wonderful video I found on the YouTube machine, about accordionist and accordion maker extraordinaire, Marc Savoy, from Eunice Louisiana. A few years ago we had the pleasure of visiting his shop and meeting M. Savoy on our drive from San Antonio to New Orleans. We were with our pals Candy and Stagg, and we enjoyed a fantastic roadtrip. I have a lot of respect for M. Savoy and his family, who are looking after the traditional music of Cajun Louisiana.
Through The Garden Gate 2015 in Lawrence Park – Toronto – guest post by Tuffy P
Art at Long Branch Fest
Peonies
We have several peonies in our front garden. It’s a fairly shady garden and ours are typically a week or so behind other neighbourhood peonies. I’ve been following the progress of the bloom cycle for the first of them and I took this shot yesterday.
I just love how bright and showy they are. It’s going to be another few days before another of them is ready to burst. We will still have blooming peonies when they are well spent elsewhere in the neighbourhood.
Buskers in Long Branch
Today is Long Branch Fest, the first one in fact, where we celebrate our community. I saw these buskers on my way to Nite Owl for a swanky haircut this afternoon. The buskers were playing The Man in Me by Bob Dylan, a song I like a lot, and they did a good job of it too.
We’re going out to 29th and Lakeshore a little later for the Deep Roots stories from Long Branch history. It’s great to see this kind of thing in our community.
Button Accordion Time
I stumbled onto this great footage of the late Danny Poullard playing Creole button accordion at the Augusta Heritage Centre. It’s a great little clip – enjoy.
Ornette Coleman RIP
I was saddened to hear today of the passing of Ornette Coleman. He was 85, and he had a great run. He created a fantastic body of music, governed by a tremendously strong personal vision, pushing the boundaries of his genre.
I didn’t grow up listening to Coleman’s brand of jazz. Instead, my dad used to blast Dixieland in the house when I was a kid. I heard a lot of Dixieland but Dad dismissed “that modern jazz”. I think my friend Vox introduced me to Ornette Coleman’s music. We listened to hours of it over a period of many years while playing the game of Go. Along the way I started listening to Coleman’s music in my painting studio, because I responded to it in a very visual way, and because it helped me get to that magic place where painting is thinking. I even made a painting called Ornette Coleman, which I exhibited in a show called c.1997 here in Toronto.
For those readers who don’t know Ornette Coleman’s music, I encourage you to take some time and give it a listen. Here’s a sample I plucked from the YouTube machine. It’s a live performance of Dancing in Your Head in which Mr. Coleman plays alto sax, violin and trumpet.






