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Status: Single
City: New York/Philadelphia
State: New York
Country: US
Signup Date: 4/26/2005

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Monday, November 09, 2009 

Current mood:  thankful
Category: Life
Living in a country that celebrates (and sometimes over-celebrates) the individual, I think it's important to remember the importance of community.  I feel very much like an individual, but an individual who is greatly influenced and inspired by my surroundings, my upbringing, and my personal and working relationships with people. 

The song that was selected for this competition, "When the Curtain Falls", was written about 4 years ago when I was knee-deep in the Philadelphia music scene, spending night after night at open mics and in my friends' living rooms playing and listening to music. It was a nurturing community that was rich with great musicians and good songwriters, some of who were on the verge of making careers for themselves (to name a few - Amos Lee, George Stanford, and Melody Gardot). When, one by one, these songwriters left town to go on tour, an interesting thing happened to the remaining music community: some realized that the bar had been raised and stepped up their game accordingly; some approached their careers with desperation hastily recording and releasing CDs and booking lengthy tours on their own; some who were not musicians suddenly decided that they wanted to try a hand at it; and a few missed those who had left town and felt that the community had been forever changed.  "When the Curtain Falls" was influenced by that time. I began to think about the "lucky" ones who find success. What is it like for THEM to leave town, to leave their homes, their friends and family, to no longer be a part of that community? What is it like when you're on the road with the responsibility to entertain thousands of people every night and to deliver the same songs over and over and over again?  How does one stay fresh and inspired living that kind of lifestyle?  

I didn't record the song immediately because I wasn't quite confident that it was ready to be recorded.  The song finally came together for me last fall when I was sitting in a room re-working the chorus with Pete Donnelly (producer, co-writer for 'A Million Hearts'), and then shortly thereafter at Kawari Studios (Wyncote, PA) with all its musical toys working out the arrangement with fellow musicians Jaron Olevsky (keys/harmonium), Nate Gonzalez (accordian), Fred Berman (drums), and Phil D'Agostino (bass).  These are the individuals who helped to lift this song up and give it a personality. 

I submitted this song and two others from the album for the New York Songwriters Circle Song Competition, not because I was hungry for the prize, but because I was proud of the work that we all put in to create these songs and thought they should be heard. And maybe I'll meet some other like-minded people with whom to create more good music.  

In the words of my dear friend Ali Brody, "I am thankful for my food, and my company."  


Currently reading:
Frustrated Songwriter's Handbook - A Radical Guide to Cutting Loose, Overcoming Blocks, & Writing the Best Songs of Your Life (Softcover)
By Coryat Karl
Wednesday, March 25, 2009 

Current mood:waking up
Category: Music
Locals may recognize Adrien Reju’s lilting voice and classic Renoir good looks from her work with bluegrass outfit the Lowlands and rootsy trio Angel Band. Now, on solo debut A Million Hearts, Reju waxes in a new style, burnishing her timeless sensibility into laid-back sparkly pop that registers on the familiarity meter somewhere between Feist and Petula Clark. Reju’s classically trained voice (she was a member of the Metropolitan Opera’s children’s choir) does crazy things here in the pop life, rising steady and high and then parachuting softly into the phrasing. The new songs (including a fun cover of the euphemistically optimistic Melanie’s “Brand New Key”) swish along with big harmonies and handclaps, holding a jaunty walk-along vibe where the living is breezy and hearts rise like little hot air balloons on the first day of spring. (Tara Murtha)
Currently watching:
United States of Tara: Season One
Wednesday, March 04, 2009 

Current mood:  chill
Category: Life
Love and work are viewed and experienced as totally separate activities motivated by separate needs. Yet, when we think about it, our common sense tells us that our most inspired, creative acts are deeply tied to our need to love and that, when we lack love, we find it difficult to work creatively; that work without love is dead, mechanical, sheer competence without vitality, that love without work grows boring, monotonous, lacks depth and passion. - Marta Zahaykevich
Tuesday, April 17, 2007 

Current mood:  thankful
Category: Music

Colleague and music lover/musician Dom reviewed the show at Chaplin's the Music Cafe w/ the Cabin Dogs in his myspace blog. It's a great review and even more, a great piece of writing.

Though he didn't mention too much about my musical compatriots that evening (probably because I failed to mention enough about them), I wanted to say that Adam Davis (pedal steel, electric guitar) and Owen Biddle (bass) are each musical  forces to be reckoned with. Aside from being highly sought after and involved in many musical projects (local and national), they are genuine and imaginative people with great senses of humor and immense love for what they do. Their musical integrity inspires me and every time I play with them I learn something new.

With that being said, here's what Dom wrote:  (Thank you Dom!)

April 14, 2007 -- Adrien Reju and Cabin Dogs at Chaplin's in Spring City, Pa.

I sat in the balcony of a beautifully restored theater to hear two acts who made me feel like I was on the porch of an old farmhouse (that's a compliment, by the way).

Adrien Reju has become more well-known in recent years for her work in the band The Lowlands.  There, her voice is one of three that create full harmonies woven into mostly upbeat instrumentation of a bluegrass band.  To see her as the solitary singer in a deliberately serene-sounding trio is like leaving the rolling mountains to head for the peaceful plains.  Accompanied by only a pedal steel and a bass, in addition to her own lightly-strummed acoustic guitar, Adrien's vocals were clearly pushed to the forefront.  The mix coming from the stage and reverberating through the high-ceilinged rectangular room was excellent, and Adrien's voice sounded better and fuller than on her simple, solo demos.

She mentions a lot of folk influences during her show, but the most striking comparison I can make is to Patsy Cline:  crystal clear annunciation, flawless command of melody, understated delivery that allows her to build up to key moments in the song and the slight crying tone she can effect at the perfect spots, all with the barest hint of a Southern belle's drawl.  Indeed, the sound mixing of this live performance was reminiscent of the classic country music productions that put the burden of the show almost entirely on the shoulders of the singer.  This isn't to say that Adrien's backing band was somehow deficient -- very much the opposite, actually, because to perform expertly in a quiet arrangement often takes more skill than to play full-force in a loud band -- but her singing was the undisputed star of the show.  The folksy descriptions of Adrien's songwriting peaked simultaneously with her most dynamic vocal performance in her song, "North 3rd Blues," which got the loudest and longest ovation of the set.  She said the song was inspired by a city location, but I have a hard time picturing anything but the country when I hear Adrien sing it.

The Cabin Dogs pushed the limits of what a musical act could get away with in what is supposed to be an intimate setting, but they went about it the right way.  The band acknowledged Adrien's style and said they were inspired to bring out some of their more country-ish tunes for the night, including some newer material than what's on their radio-feted album, Electric Cabin.  They eased into their set with some acoustic-guitar-driven songs, but by the third number, they were into the double electric-guitar arrangement of their recordings.  Their manner of easing into the full-blast mode gave the audience's ears a chance to adjust and enjoy the rock band that had taken over the acoustic cafe.  It was also a wonderful gesture to their fellow performers who had preceded them on stage.

The Cabin Dogs live are a highly skilled group of musicians who can pretty much emulate the detailed arrangement of their very professional-sounding album.  Whether usual frontman Rich Kwait or brother Rob takes the lead vocals, the lead singing is a more polished version of Randy Newman.  Whichever brother is not on lead duties will combine with Jeanine Reed for double backing parts.  These triple vocals provide the glue for the melding of two typically unfamiliar styles of music:  Funk and Folk. Two electric guitars loaded with effects pedals facilitate all the detail work that gives the group the Funk part (stabs, high-end accents and lots of mute strumming).  The Folk part is the lyrics, which are usually about the country and a longing for home and familiarity.  Their album hit, "Golden Blue," was the first recognizeable tune of the set and got the crowd really into the full-blown electric arrangement.  "Inspiration," also from the album, was the biggest crowd pleaser and occurred mid set, along with my favorite of the new songs the band unveiled for the show, "Bring Me to the Country."  The band broke into a few long instrumental jams, but they were well-placed in songs and not overdone;  the audience seemed to appreciate the indulgence along with everything else.

 

Currently watching:
Touch the Sound - A Sound Journey With Evelyn Glennie
Release date: 30 May, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006 

Current mood:  curious
Category: Life

Saturday brought an unexpected encore of sunshine and warm weather which seemed to shift the earth's balance just enough to give the air around us some sort of bizarre, other-worldly energy. Owen and I were strolling along 10th street heading back to our humble Chinatown studio apartment when we heard the most thunderous sound coming from above us. We looked up to see a tree crammed full with small dark birds who were chattering and jumping around as if they were at a big party (or a huge "kegger" as Owen so gracefully put it). An older woman stopped next to us and looked up commenting that she felt as if we had just been transported into that famous Alfred Hitchcock movie we all know.  We stood there and stared at the tree for a few minutes wondering about those birds as the rest of the city whizzed by.

We slowly turned around to continue on our path and after just a few steps, a chinatown resident zoomed past us on his bike and was whistling very loudly and cheerfully so that everyone in a one block radius could hear him.  It was as if the weather had created a state of dizzying bliss everywhere we turned. We took a second to savor the moment, giggle and resume our stroll with big smiles on our faces. 

When we got home, I immediately googled "birds flocking to one tree" and came up with an amazing video clip of European Starlings flocking to and from an eastern redcedar. Take a look... www.rocketboom.com/vlog/archives/2006/06/rb_06_jun_29.html.

I learned a little more about European Starlings here http://www.birds.cornell.edu/BOW/EURSTA/. What I find most interesting is that, back in the 1890's, 100 of these creatures were set free in Central Park in New York City by a group of die hard Shakespeareans dedicated to reintroducing to America all of the birds mentioned in his works. There are said to be about 200 million of these birds in North America today.
Currently listening:
Time Out of Mind
By Bob Dylan
Release date: 30 September, 1997
Wednesday, May 31, 2006 

Current mood:  awake
Category: Music
Ever since I was about 2 years old singing along with my mother's lullabies and humming while my dad played the Bach Cello Suites over and over again, I've wanted to sing. My voice is the instrument with which I am most intimate. Singing can be my laughter, my cries, my thoughts, my desires, and everything in between... I communicate my emotions through my voice more fluently than I can with words. Singing completes my life. Period.
Currently reading:
Frida : A Biography of Frida Kahlo
By Hayden Herrera
Release date: 01 October, 2002
Friday, January 27, 2006 

Current mood:  refreshed
Category: Art and Photography
Food for thought... I was sent this great excerpt by an artist friend of mine.

The Purpose of Poetry
(February 1964) by John F. Kennedy

Less than a month before his assassination President Kennedy gave a speech at Amherst College in honor of the late poet Robert Frost. The speech was later published in The Atlantic.

I see little of more importance to the future of our country and our civilization than full recognition of the place of the artist. If art is to nourish the roots of our culture, society must set the artist free to follow his vision wherever it takes him ...
Currently reading:
A Woman Speaks: The Lectures, Seminars and Interviews of Anais Nin
By Evelyn Hinz
Release date: 01 January, 1975