Bonnie Raitt
It is ironic that I chose this comprehensive in-depth two year old interview with the revered Bonnie Raitt, conducted by New Zealand's Zane Lowe to include in this week's newsletter, just as we are experiencing the apocalyptic fires in Southern California. In the interview, she talks and reminisces about the Los Angeles where she grew up, the LA she knows and loves...in addition to her musical inspirations and influences.
She is about to embark on an extensive world tour beginning in February in San Francisco. Quoting from her website: "More than just a best-selling artist, respected guitarist, expressive singer, and accomplished songwriter, Bonnie Raitt has become an institution in American music. Born to a musical family, the ten-time Grammy winner, who Rolling Stone named as both one of the “100 Greatest Singers of All Time” and one of the “100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time,” is the daughter of celebrated Broadway singer John Raitt (Carousel, Oklahoma!, The Pajama Game) and accomplished pianist/singer Marge Goddard. She was raised in Los Angeles in a climate of respect for the arts, Quaker traditions, and a commitment to social activism. A Stella guitar given to her as a Christmas present launched Bonnie on her creative journey at the age of eight. While growing up, though passionate about music from the start, she never considered that it would play a greater role than as one of her many growing interests."
Here are some of my favorite Bonnie Raitt songs:
Just Like That
I Can't Make You Love Me
Love Has No Pride
Dimming of the Day
Pete Buttigieg
As we enter the dark ages in American history, I am trying to look ahead to the possibility that we will emerge from this time somewhat intact. So I look ahead to some politicians and leaders whose leadership abilities might be able to guide us out of this. One of the voices of sanity for me is Pete Buttigieg. I recently did a deep dive into Pete-Buttigieg's bio which I share with you here...along with the speech he gave at the Democratic Convention a few months ago.
"I know I will make myself useful again."
Poem by Mary Oliver
STARLINGS IN WINTER
by Mary Oliver
from Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
Chunky and noisy,
but with stars in their black feathers,
they spring from the telephone wire
and instantly
they are acrobats
in the freezing wind.
And now, in the theater of air,
they swing over buildings,
dipping and rising;
they float like one stippled star
that opens,
becomes for a moment fragmented,
then closes again;
and you watch
and you try
but you simply can't imagine
how they do it
with no articulated instruction, no pause,
only the silent confirmation
that they are this notable thing,
this wheel of many parts, that can rise and spin
over and over again,
full of gorgeous life.
Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us,
even in the leafless winter,
even in the ashy city.
I am thinking now
of grief, and of getting past it;
I feel my boots
trying to leave the ground,
I feel my heart
pumping hard. I want
to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.
Copyright ©: Mary Oliver
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About The Author
New York City based contemporary artist, Pam Smilow, began writing the creative lifestyle blog “things we love” in an effort to foster a sense of community during times of isolation and reflection. To read more about her and her art, visit her website and check out the essay written by Frank Matheis entitled The Sophisticated Innocence of Pam Smilow.