A rotating cast of exceptional musicians, most affiliated with the Manahattan School of Music, make it possible for me to write my music. For the meager wage of cookies, these fabulous musicians give up their time to play in my reading sessions, rehearsals, and performances. I only hope they remember me when they are famous!! Thanks guys!
Influences
Really, I steal it all from the musical genius, Sparkle Jones! (myspace.com/sparklejones)
Deux mois après la sortie de leur premier album « 10Y », le groupe Mary’s Dream crée un des événements de cette fin d’année en vous invitant à la soirée « Mary’s Dream@Home (Web Live Session) », le 17 Décembre 2009 à 20h50, un concert diffusé en direct sur le site Internet www.marysdreamtheband.com.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
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Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
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