Corbin Keep: cello, electric guitar and back up vocals.
Richard Lee: sax, flute, clarinet, pennywhistle, recorder, guitar & back-up vocals.
Chris Bertin: didgeridoo & percussion.
Influences
Wind on water, Cetacean songs, bird calls, a child's laughter..... Joni Mitchell, Beth Neilsen Carpenter, Jennifer Berezan, Bach, Karen Matheson & Capercaillie, Diana Washington, Jane Siberry, Carolyn Hillyer, Sylvio Rodriguez, Mouth Music, Loreena McKennit, Sara McLachlan, Sinead O'Connor, Robbie Robertson, Natalie Merchant, Debussy, Jami Sieber, The Wyrd Sisters.
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Once upon a time she was a war correspondent, a wild dolphin swimmer, an organic farmhand, a clown ... Now, rooted in the earthy and the ethereal, an alchemist of song, Oona’s evocative Celtic harp and piano entwine with her pure voice to evoke a primal beauty.
Her music is a river connecting song to sustainability, heartache to hope, passion to possibility, revealing an artist who not only loves the world, but believes we can transform it. An occasional traditional melody appears with eclectic instrumentation. Evocative lyrics meet a sometimes soaring, sometimes uniquely percussive harp, merging with world instruments to create a sound that is earthy and ethereal, moving and transcendent. In live performance, Oona lights up the stage with her wit, compassion and open heart.
Thank you very much for the Link Up & Sharing Your Music
Nice to meet you through cyberlink!
Keep up the Great Work!
Wishes you All the Best in 2009!
Enjoy your Week!
“I should get a normal life, but I don't really want one, so will stay who I am” (A quote by some daft fool setting up Paul Weston Arts! See links below.)
Thank you so much for all your support and please feel free to enter my crazy new world!
Hope you like the card and have a wonderful week.
Peace love and happiness.
Paul X
“Dance”
“The expression of love, grace an elegance A movement of intimacy, empowerment, romance Riding the crest of an ocean wave Gliding through the air on a breezy day My body on Earth my soul reaches away To Heaven. The religion of rhythm A moth to a candle A key to a slave of Pleasure and pain I take my first emancipated steps Freedom This is my chance. That’s where I go When I Dance.”
Poem. Paul Weston.
Original painting by Terry Pegg.
Artistic design. Chris Loughlin and Paul Weston.
Digital photography. Chris Loughlin.
I am delighted to be working with my talented friend Chris Loughlin in association with distinguished artist Terry Pegg. Please add our banner to your page and you will see Chris Loughlin banner code on my page.
You will find details on my new work in the Shop and About links. Lots more to follow so please check out the web site when you can.
I hope that my dear and wonderful friend is well and wanted just to send her a soft kiss with tender thoughts, wishing she's not too much tired by her work :)
I hope you have a “purfect” week Peace and love. Paul X
Paul Weston Arts web link coming soon!!
“My Cat.”
“My cat leaps around the garden fence Pouncing on anything that moves There’s no defence Sleeps for hours and sometimes days Bathing in the summer rays Hibernating in the winter cold Prowling, howelling meowing so bold My cat is quick, sleek, reactions unique If I ever return as a bird or a mouse then I am going to leave my house When I am due to travel away my cat sulks for days Moody before and then turns his back as I return to the door Feeding him food from a tin Is considered by my feline friend a cardinal sin He sits and looks at me in disgust This is not what I want for my breakfast. “Give me lean chicken, salmon or fresh beluga Or I’ll slash the side of your chair like Freddy Kruger My claws are sharp I will reduce your coat To the texture and look of an old Nanny goat I go to sit in my favourite chair In front of the fire and guess whose there! Asleep in my bed I awake with surprise As a purring nose pokes me straight in the eyes! I now understand the word perfection Is all about my cats affection Even when he wreaks the place I live A look from those saucer green eyes makes me forget and forgive. My cat has a spiritual link, a supernatural perception Something that humans have no connection I can only watch look and admire all of that Oh…I forgot to mention. My cat is An Acrobat.”
Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more - more unseen forms become manifest to him.
Rumi
This is your week my friend and what you make of it, is in your hands. Tell me what great moments are you planning on bringing into being? Enjoy each and every moment, you deserve no less than the best.
Bonsoir Oona!! Comment allez-vous? Ici, il fait froid, froid et froid!! (brrrr!! glaglagla!) So beautiful your music, I stopped by to listen it again!! I wish you a very successful, very joyful, wonderful new week!! Amitiés depuis la belle Aude!! Aurélie
Hello Oona... My new song is called "Light and Darkness" Enjoy it friend and please add your sincere comment. This song is included on my new album (Destiny) release in february 2010. Thanks for everything!!!
Well......If it isn't the Northern Songbird . I am sending you the Magick vortex energy from Fae Canyon . All I ask for it is for you to write a song for your Wizard and serenade Him......sans clothes . ahahahaha Wiz loves to play . Now.....look into my eyes and...........
Calling by to enjoy your music and wish you a great weekend,
“Paul Weston Arts” Company will be launched on 26th October and I will send you the web site details / banner information and more details ASAP.
This is one of my new poems / cards / posters and I hope you like it.
Peace love and happiness always.
Paul. X
Poem by Paul Weston. Artistic direction. Paul Weston and Chris Loughlin. Photo.By Chris Loughlin.
“Passion Flower”
“Love is a passion flower It may not last forever While she’s here She’s dressed as natures Finest Princess A radiant, wondrous creation A garden hostess To grace the autumn wonderland A cascade of colours that nature gave To brighten, enlighten and bless our lives Before the winter wasteland Whose darkness does arrive
Love can last forever Through the glorious rebirth of spring To the shining sunburst of summer I know she will return In the autumn clouds Bloom and grow As the wind blows The leaves float Gently to the ground I catch the fall
Love is a passion flower The greatest gift of all.”
There was a Chameleon and somehow found himself lost in the big city. That whomever he met he always took on their character. He came upon a tiny little depressed mouse and he quickly turned gray. Then he came across some yellow parrots that always kept repeating the same scary stories from the past. He immediately turned yellow. By the end of the day he was completely exhausted and short of breath and slowly saw himself turning blue.
This went on for years… fawning, being fearful and afraid. Always changing colors and it was plain to see he had forgotten his original natural world.
Than one day he did the unimaginable. He started to question and examine his interior states, He remembered hearing a wise old owl say, “Negative emotions attract like minded thoughts and feelings” Little by little he was starting to make the connection that maybe just maybe he was hanging around with the wrong crowd.
To be alone would be terrifying but new in his heart of hearts that he couldn’t go back. At that point something changed… Their was a clearing in the smog and in the distance he saw the most Majestic Tree right in the middle of this beautiful lush green forest. He dropped everything and followed the clearing and before long he was standing underneath the tallest tree that guided him there.
He started to climb and climb and little by little he began to notice the higher he went he was getting greener and greener. He took a moment and was aware of the changes taking place both internally and externally and was enjoying his new found color. Finally reaching the top and overlooking the valley knew in his heart of hearts that this was home.
… The color green has always represented newness
~ Roel Corpus ~
Ps_ Thanks for the friendship. Have a wonderful Sunday.
It was a pleasure to receive your positive feedback. I appreciate that you took the time to listen and comment. I can't wait to share the new EP with you due out soon.
Hi Miss Oona ! It's that time again . I am sending you the Native Goddess , the harvest Moon and the secret vortex energies that I picked up this weekend . Love & Light also . Wiz
(brrrr!! glaglagla!)
when you'll have some time
