The heart of a musician
I was listening to an interview with Evan Christopher today on OZ and he was talking about how after the levee failure musicians felt they had to take responsibility for their own music and also about the importance of paying homage to those people who were important to you. The song they played was called The Memory Song from his new album Wrath of Grapes and it is one of those uncanny days in New Orleans where the weather makes you want to just lay in the grass and stare at the cloudless sky and with Evan’s clarinet in the background you could just die there, happy.
The demise of the music business – Evan’s CD has no label to send him around the country promoting and selling his music – nowadays the musician has to have a website, a Facebook page, a twitter account, and email list etc. Could you imagine being a musician and just trying to write original scores? Well as a writer who wanted to be the George Eliot of modern times and ended up being a blogger, all I can say is whatyagonnado?
You can hear Evan playing this Monday (29th) at Chickie Wah Wah even though their website doesn’t show it, and their voicemail message doesn’t say it. You might also be able to buy his CD there too and if you don’t make it there, he said he would consign the rest to Louisiana Music Factory.