Saturday, March 31, 2007

sea past landscapes

there's a book called Sea Past Landscapes that we made about the ocean and memory and moving between lives. the book had a companion soundtrack of our sounds but we never finished the recording. it was last spring, and we threw ourselves heartfirst into a whirlpool of difficult learning: learning about making things, about our friendship, about being away, about the greater life balance, about living honestly. the whirlpool pulled us down through some salty seaweed and murky water.....eventually we had to swim out of the water and run to the woods just to get some ground back under our sneakers. with this new pursuit of our essential sounds and actions, we begot our Tree songs, and with the feeling of making these songs we have rerooted ourselves and begun a new growth–-individual as much as partnered. so now it's been a year, and we've come back to the ocean with more of ourselves, to try again.

the other day i went surfing and right before paddling out, i was hit by how much you see and feel the ocean differently when you know you're about to get in it. yesterday, we started again to make the recording for Sea Past Landscapes and this time around it felt like we were actually about to get in. we also played frisbee and did some dancing at the beach before watching the sunset. it was quite a nice day.

Thursday, March 29, 2007


david's beard is made of raw sheep's wool that he harvested from an oaken hilltop. frank's beard is made of frank. go frank!

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

tree buds or seeds

we decided to share a few of our songs as we recorded them in frank's bedroom one evening this past fall. it happened when we got home after a long days hike up Mt Tamalpais. it is low in fi and high in spirit. we printed up a few sleeves and if anyone would like one, email us!

Saturday, March 24, 2007

beach bonfire benefit/Jem's birthday

that was a really nice bonfire show last night. it reminded me of when I was in high school and my friends would drive out to the outer beach in cape cod, have a fire and talk about girls. curled up by the fire, listening to Okay, I remembered how my friend Jake would light his leg hair on fire and i remembered how bad that smelled.

anway, thanks for coming to the beach friends! and thanks for dropping some dollars in the mystical popsicle stick donation jar (which was built by me and 4 second graders in my art class)...that tunnel show fine has been buried in the sand just about up to its ears. nat russell, your art show ruled, Dead Western, Okay, Joseph Childress, you all play wonderful music.

tonight, Ship will be singing Jem birthday songs at her house. I'm excited to do that.


check these things out:
nat russell......
dead western......
jospeh childress.....

Thursday, March 15, 2007