|Hi Good Folks, coming to you at 8:30 in the evening and this is unusual. Usually it’s 8:30 am, first thing in the morning.
I initially set out on the early course but first I had to combat the email stream that had been building up. I’ve been immersed in arrangements of Cole Porter’s music (more on this later) and letting other things slide. Then, the pacific ocean which has been asleep for months, finally woke up today with a few actual rideable waves. I really needed to get away from the digital domain of screens and mouse clicks and go full analog mother earth nature on the whole deal. Next I needed to have my fingers and ears engaged with the guitar and from there it was a magical Kylie daughter dinner on the deck. Alliteration “D” ride! And topping it off, a frozen yogurt, downtown Encinitas hang!
And that brings us up to the present moment.
I’m thinking about this gal that plays the harp and records in my studio. She’s living her life in rubato. You know that scene of serenity where the harpist plays floaty, gentle music as life goes on around her? She’s free of the click track, arriving at the next bar whenever it feels right.
rubato — the temporary disregarding of strict tempo to allow an expressive quickening or slackening, usually without altering the overall pace.
And that got me thinking about Kylie and her cool friend Lizzy (whose visiting now from Portland, Maine) and how college is done and the next thing hasn’t happened yet. They are at this rare moment of life, set to the tempo of — rubato. Digging the freedom from the metronome! We all know that’ll come later (and it’s a groove too grinding into the kick drum of being human) but for now, float on sister, float on!
Last week we had a wonderful concert at the Sunset Temple Theater with Allison and the troops. Great music and vibes!
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I’ve gone to great lengths to instill some funk, samba, salsa, and jazz into the classic melodies and lyrics of Cole Porter. The tunes start out incredible and it was a hoot letting them loose with my imagination to see where else they could travel. Some of them are normal and some of them just plain aren’t, but in a good way I think. Actually, you can be the judge as I’m laughing all the way to Tin Pan Alley!
And the band is stellar including the really magnificent Rebecca Jade on vocals, Tripp on sax and flute, Gunnar on bass, Duncan on drums, and me on guitar.
We’re bringing the newly discovered Planet Cole Porter to the Encinitas Library this Sunday for an evening concert (including complimentary wine with a ticket purchase). Look below for the details.
The last news of the week is my good man Geoffrey Keezer — piano avatar — is pairing up with some incredible musos for a concert at the Auditorium at TSRI in La Jolla on Saturday night. He’s got Hawaiian slack-key guitar master Keola Beamer, brilliant Canadian vocalist Gillian Margot, NYC jazz vibraphonist Joe Locke, and fellow GRAMMY-nominated singer Denise Donatelli in the lineup. It’ll be a fantastic evening and I plan to listen and thought it’d be cool to let you all know about it too.
That’s it folks and as the click track continues to ride my schedule, I’m cool with it. Today’s rubato interlude in the wild blue has me evened out.
all best, Peter