July 31, 2011
Its not very often I expect you can say that Berwick (Upon Tweed) was the place to be last night, and specifically the Album launch of The Warehouse Announcement, frankly anything else going on would have paled (sorry er, Mrs Philip’s?) Now I am not a music critic, I am not in the music industry, I am simply a music consumer, but I appreciate quality, talent, melody and great composition. However music is all about delivery, in the way a great story is destroyed by a poor storyteller, you need performers to make a song come alive. TWA, are 5 men who I am just getting to know a little, and they will forgive me for my impertinence here I hope. Paul, front man, show man, and maniac, has the charisma of the rock n roll god Placebo, his energy is infectious his delivery is faultless and oh he can really sing. Bob, is one of the nicest people I know. His drumming is just perfection but he is not a drummer, he is the balance with razor sharp wit and a soul that sings before he even opens his mouth. Scott is tall and handsome with a smile that no doubt his son will inherit, and break hearts with. His joy of performing is not limited to his guitar but his crazy backflips. Stephen, who’s Mum, little sister, and Nan I had the pleasure to meet, has a sparkle in his eyes. The sort that you know a huge intelligence lies behind. And finally Goldie, I know less about guitar playing than I do music, but I understand passion and I am lucky to know a lot of gifted people, enough to see that his guitar playing is frankly world class. And I mean world class.
Put that all together with high jinks, fabulous song writing, love and respect and you have something quite quite wonderful. As I and 150 others were witness too.
I was blessed to have a very special gift from TWA many moons ago, the use of Sound of Drums in a vocational video, and that song has a very special place in my heart. (www.takeoneminute.co.uk) It was therefore especially poignant last night that just before the struck the first chord, Pauls eyes locked mine for a second and he gave me a thumbs up, one which I returned. Sound of Drums will stay in me for ever and is a song that heals me every time I hear it. I am sure they don’t really know what they have given me, and I am sure that I cannot quite tell them, perhaps this will…
I am working on a project in New York with a young Dancer, its about movement and music and we have just been engaged by Mohammed Ali’s daughter, and we were invited to write her Dad, the opening is as follows::
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Muhammad Ali,
“My foot points to the floor, I feel the tension, it arc’s my body, I have to focus otherwise a tremor will come. I shut my eyes; I can feel the ground swell with sound, like a wave when it hits something magical happens….. The flood stills my shaking body and suddenly I am fluid, I am free….I am normal again. My name is Colleen I am 48 and when I dance, Parkinson’s leaves my body, and for that moment my spirit can soar….”
Colleen’s story is one of many other million stories of people with Parkinson’s who struggle as many others but don’t let this disease take over their soul, rather their soul takes over Parkinson’s. Personally to me music and dance are just like food and air for our soul, and research has proved as [article] says [quote from the article].
I wish TWA everything they dream for, and they can count on my support, such that it is, for a very long time.