On my way home from a book club in Westminister MD today, I was listening to The Coffee House on Sirius Satellite Radio. The Coffee House plays mellow music by new and well-known singer-songwriters. Original music is interspersed with covers, and the station has the intimate, acoustic feel of a small venue; thus, the name, Coffee House.
Love it. Can’t say enough about it.
Anyway, The Coffee House has a series calld “Artist Confidential” where musicians discuss the evolution of their music, the songwriting process, their intent, and the always elusive and unpredictable Muse. Today’s artists were The Indigo Girls.
The Indigo Girls are a folk rock group that evolved from humble beginnings in bars and peddling cd’s out of the back of their cars, to a well-respected group with their own label and a huge, loyal following. They have a gift for blending their ideas and voices, and have been together for more than twenty years. They belong to that class of artist that, for me, equals genius. Not only do they sing their own songs and play their own instruments, but they write their own music. To be able to do all of those things and do them well is such a gift. They are also activists for a lot of causes, and whether or not you agree with them, you have to admire their passion and dedication to their beliefs.
Another up-and-coming singer-songwriter I love, who I interviewed on an earlier post, is Dave Tieff. I had the pleasure of attending his CD release party in Annapolis this weekend and was blown away by his music. Dave comes from a difficult past growing up as a witness to domestic violence, and has dealt with his own addictions as a adult, but has emerged from his painful past with tremendous positivity and power. He has translated his journey into some great songs, and is trying to raise one million dollars for charity. His music can be downloaded for FREE from his website, and his song Lavendar Road has just been selected by Oprah’s Angel Network for a CD.
I’m always interested in the relationship between music and writing and art. For me, they are almost impossible to separate. I use classical music to urge on my writing. I see paintings that help me conjure images to use in my scenes. I feel the rhythm and motion in the words I choose in my novel writing. It’s a plait–each section disappearing into the next, holding up the others for support, and working together in harmony.