Follow The Lost Cavalry around venues and it seems you unearth musical delights.
A Valentine’s event last night brought a number of folk acts together to folk about.
Salt Moon
This three piece combine cello, double bass and electric guitar with a female singer.
The style is occasionally reminiscent of Fairport Convention.
The songs tend to the tongue in cheek and melancholy, even when ‘love songs’, the vocal itself unquestionably strong for the style.
The Lost Cavalry
Again they performed well.
The arrangement is creative without being sloppy and the vocal performance really is hard to match.
Some of the songs tone have hints of Kurt Cobain, unusual for a lead singer who often sings beyond the rafters.
Patch and the Giant
These guys were the last to perform and a real treat.
They will be playing in Brighton tonight at ‘The Folk Room’, afraid all the details I have.
You will be treated to layered folk styles, unexpected brass and a haunting melancholy.
I would urge you to check them out in Brighton if you are free.
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Thursday, 15 February 2018
Wednesday, 17 May 2017
La Lorona The Myth of the Weeping Woman Brighton
Showing in Brighton Preston Manor for the first time at 7pm tonight is La Llorona a Mexican Ghost story, an ACGB
development project that began with a group of artists throwing ideas around in
a room.
The production has grown way beyond what
was expected with the limited budget as has the size of La Llorona herself and
this is due to the time, commitment and energy of all of the artists involved
in the process – some of whom were volunteers.
Salvador Dali said that he considered
Mexico to be the home of surrealism and in devising and directing this piece as
the design team led by Hannah Barker began to create epic mythical beasts, part
of Amy Solis's job was to facilitate these ideas and to integrate them into the
existing story.
What has emerged is the fusion of the
surreal landscape and mythical beasts of the ancient Aztec stories and the
modern story of Rosita set in the 1980’s on the boarder towns of Mexico and
Texas.
Mexican history
This myth is said to have been inspired by
the Spanish invasion of Mexico.
In 1519, Cortés' ships reached the Mexican
coast at Yucatan. Cortés had set sail with 11 ships and more than 500 men.
He
burned his ships to make retreat impossible.
Natives were quickly overpowered and
surrendered. Cortés set out to rule them. During the march through Mexico, he
encountered a group of natives called the Tlaxcalans, who were enemies of the
Aztecs.
They became an important ally for Cortés during his siege of
Tenochtitlán, the Aztec capital city.
A myth in creation
Unbeknownst to Cortés, his arrival
coincided with an important Aztec prophecy.
The Aztec god Quetzalcoatl, whom
they credited with the creation of humans, was set to return to Earth.
Thinking
that Cortés could be Quetzalcoatl, Montezuma greeted the party with great
honour.
They provided the Spanish with food,
supplies and 20 women, including an interpreter known as La Malinche or Doña
Marina. La Llorona (The weeping woman) is sometimes identified with La Malinche
the Nahua woman who served as Cortés' interpreter and who some say was betrayed
by the Spanish conquistadors.
In one folk story of La Malinche, she
became Hernán Cortés' mistress and bore him a child.
Only to be abandoned so
that he could marry a Spanish Woman.
Aztec pride drove La Malinche to acts of
vengeance.
A shrouded message
Did she drown her children and herself as
an act of rebellion against the Spanish invasion of her indigenous culture?
Part of Cortez's master plan has been said to have been to create a biological
alliance created of the Conquerers and the conquered.
The great power of the
meaning of these stories, to the culture in which they developed, is a major
reason why they survive as long as they do.
Such is the power of La Llorona the
myth of the weeping woman.
Labels:
Brighton,
ghost story,
La Llorona,
Mexico,
Myth of the Weeping Woman,
Theatre
Monday, 2 March 2015
Enchanting frivolity
I ventured to Brighton on Sunday, despite the ever rising rail fares.
An invitation to The Seven Stars in Brighton.
Turns out on a Sunday they have live music, perfect really.
A haven from the sea air
There was a beautiful atmosphere, friendly, lively and warm.
The band performed some lively jazzy numbers good for toe tapping and full on whirling.
Indeed, some of the attendees displayed some mighty fine footwork.
Sublime glass ringer
But nothing quite prepared me for Sam Chara.
She innocuously slipped on stage to perform on the mic.
The only word for what followed was phenomenal and I do not say that lightly.
To my imperfect ears her renditions of famous jazz numbers was flawless and rose to scales I had not even heard in the originals.
Hats off woman, it's no surprise that you're trained in Opera and Jazz, in some alternate reality I'm sure you could weave silver with those lungs.
An invitation to The Seven Stars in Brighton.
Turns out on a Sunday they have live music, perfect really.
A haven from the sea air
There was a beautiful atmosphere, friendly, lively and warm.
The band performed some lively jazzy numbers good for toe tapping and full on whirling.
Indeed, some of the attendees displayed some mighty fine footwork.
Sublime glass ringer
But nothing quite prepared me for Sam Chara.
She innocuously slipped on stage to perform on the mic.
The only word for what followed was phenomenal and I do not say that lightly.
To my imperfect ears her renditions of famous jazz numbers was flawless and rose to scales I had not even heard in the originals.
Hats off woman, it's no surprise that you're trained in Opera and Jazz, in some alternate reality I'm sure you could weave silver with those lungs.
Labels:
Brighton,
jazz,
music,
Sam Chara,
The Seven Stars
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