Several years ago, Maggie & I gave a food demo at Abbey Road on the River, a hip Beatles festival in Louisville, KY. We wanted to somehow include the song "Savoy Truffle" for our audience & the band Blue Jay Way stepped up to the task & delivered a killer rendition of the song. I've never forgotten the generosity of those kids---I believe they were still teens when they played for us. That is a very keen trait to have this day & age, especially when you are as busy as this talented group of musicians.
Hailing from Jasper, Indiana, the friends grew up together & played music for just about anyone who would listen. The group has not only achieved success with their band, but in their schooling & careers as well.
I'm excited to chat with members of Blue Jay Way: Travis Humbert, Alax Traylor & Joe Luegers, tomorrow on my radio show. Tune in to hear their great story & also find out why they are performing the Beatles album "Magical Mystery Tour" in its entirety at Abbey Road on the River this weekend in Louisville (they perform Sat. at 1:00 pm est)
Listen live tomorrow or hear the archived episode anytime afterward - same link:
Do NOT miss the fest this weekend ~ Blue Jay Way's performance was on the Top 10 list of shows not to miss at the fest! I would not steer you wrong...
Get more info on the band at: http://travishumbert.wix.com/blue-jay-way
Get more info on Abbey Road on the River at:
I will also be at a HUGE Beatles Art Show at Regalo's New Art Gallery in Louisville - just 4 blocks down from the Fest (Galt House)
Peace, Love & The Beatles,
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John's Blurb with Jude Southerland Kessler
This is a beautiful quote, and a quote that few (okay, no one?) could find objectionable. Art, John is saying, should restore our childlike joy in the world.
But the fact remains that this is almost never true. We find the greatest commonality and link to artists who express deep suffering. In their songs, paintings, poems, sculptures, and books, we discover our own torn souls. We identify.
*The Pieta in sculpture…Mary holding her broken son. It touches our hearts.
*The poignant poems of the invalid child, Robert Louis Stevenson, wanting to be up and out of bed; the broken-hearted longing of Edgar Allen Poe for his deceased love, Annabel Lee; The poems of recluse, Emily Dickinson, wishing to be a part of life: these poems invade our souls. We may smile at the whimsy of Ogden Nash, but we don’t treasure him.
*The sad smile of the Mona Lisa, the last moment of friendship before betrayal and death in The Last Supper, the vivid depiction of Washington taking his young soldiers across the Delaware River at midnight and into battle: these paintings stir us. We respond to sad-eyed children and haunting portraits. Even Gainsborough’s "Blue Boy" holds a special meaning because we know that the boy passed away, not long after the portrait was completed.
*And then there’s the music.
Paul McCartney’s "Yesterday." George Harrison’s rather melancholy "Something" (it’s not bee-boppy!). The sentimentally sad "White Christmas." And everything ever written by John Lennon, almost.
In art that expresses our grief better than we can express it, we find a friend. In art that wails for us, we find solace.
I know that in the Lennon quote above, John is telling us that he aspires to write songs of childlike joy ("silly love songs"???) but (like Sousa who wanted to write lullabies but always ended up writing marches) John gravitates to a deeper place. His art will never "restore an unexpected boyishness." However, it will embrace us and comfort us.
In art that lets us weep as we sing, we find our hearts.
~Jude Southerland Kessler