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Friday, May 21, 2010

What The Folk Has Sole!

The Helen Creighton Folklore Society Presents:

WTF: What The Folk! has SOLE!!!
folksongs . folktales . folkart . folklore
Friday, May 28th
6:30pm Gathering and grabba cuppa
7:00 - 8:30pm - Performances
Just Us Cafe, 5896 Spring Garden Road

The Theme is SHOES!
Tonight - we cobble together sole music and tales with sole.

Mr. Bojangles danced the old soft shoe with an old sole on his worn out shoes.
O My Darlin' Clementine's sole was a fairy-light size nine!
But were they Golden Slippers?
Paul Simon swore she had Diamond's On The Soles of her Shoes.
Elvis swore they were Blue Suede Shoes.
Dylan swore off shoes altogether in favour of Boots of Spanish Leather.
Stompin' Tom's went to the The Gum Boot Cloggeroo
Where I'm sure Rindercella slopped her dripper
And put on her High-Heeled Sneakers.

Shoes, Glorious Shoes...
Bring yours, sing yours. A shoe by any other name would smell....

Format: Open mike unplugged. Cost: free will donation
If you are free on Friday, please join us. Tell your friends and family.
The space is cozy, the coffee is great and the fun is contagious!
And... Be Kind To Your Web-Footed Friends for a duck may be...
...somebody's sole mate.

Yours in folk,
Host/co-ordinators: Margo Carruthers 425-3828, Cindy Campbell 466-0157

WTF: What the Folk! meets, same time and place , every second and fourth Friday of the month.

Mother Would Have Been Proud?

Hey there Bloggeroos.

Did you celebrate Mother's Day on the 9th? Well we sure did and on the 14th too when we "toasted, boasted and roasted" mothers in all their delightful incarnations. But... first things first.

In a surprise move fit for Survivor, Margo handed out coloured squares of paper and asked everyone to write down their choice(s) for a future theme. Panic ensued, followed by copious pen swapping and furious writing as the room breathed red, green, yellow, orange and blue fire. Thankfully it didn't come to blows and by the end of the night, a pile of colorful squares had been collected. Jon was elected to draw the coveted square. Did he succeed? More importantly... did he survive? All will be revealed in good time.

By then we were all really worked up and Cindy, sensing the prevailing mood, let loose with a rousing version of Mama Don't Allow. That mama wouldn't allow any folk singin' or hootin & hollerin'. Good thing she wasn't invited cause that's all we did until Don showed us some decorum with a beautiful rendition of Carole King's You've Got A Friend chosen because his family was too poor to have a mum but they were and still are a friendly bunch. And funny too if they're anything like Don.

Pixie, after what must have been a very hard day at work, tore at our heart strings with I Am Weary, Let Me Rest from O Brother, Where Art Thou? I was sure she must have said O Bother, Where Art Thou? 'cause the next thing we knew there was Vince Looking Out For Linda. Pixie didn't seem too perturbed by Vince's having known the colourful Linda but Vince said that his mum sure was. No wonder!

Karen delved into her family's store of late 1800s parlour songs and brought out So, You're Going To Leave The Old Folks, Jim. And our own Jim Smith didn't seem to think that now would be a good time to leave what with all the yard work that needed to be done "inch, by inch, row on row" as he took us through The Garden Song.

David told us that his mum was a Yiddish folk singer and together with Kate, they unleashed their dual fiddles on Dona, Dona with everyone singing along. We were musically OK but Yiddish we were not! Bob, never ceasing to surprise us with his versatility, recited The Story of Nell. Leona had her own story to tell in What's Your Story Now a composition inspired by her conversation with a group of mothers.

We all held our breath hoping she wouldn't change her mind as Kelly left the safety of her seat to sing for the first time. Then with Don on guitar, Kelly, from the perspective of a mother with three children now grown, ably sang the poignant Turn Around. Since he was already on stage with his guitar, Don didn't have to turn around at all. Besides... that was The Last Thing On His Mind.

Margo, enlisting the aid of Vince; some might have said "risking ruin", went theatrical with The Old Man Who Came Over The Lea.Too bad vaudeville died. Those two really belong on the stage... or UNDER it. Ha! Ha! And Margo was right... there was definitely something wrong with the mother.

Now Vince's mother is another story. As the sole proprietor of Betty's Diner in Peggy's Cove, she was often a one woman show. It wasn't HER fault that it sometimes included unscheduled nude entertainment. How on Earth could she be expected to cook, clean, wait tables AND babysit the kids without at least one of them deciding that clothes were just too much of an encumberance on a hot day in this touristy paradise? Wish we could have been there as Betty... apron flying in the balmy sea breeze/Nor'easter ... chased Vince's little cousin 'round & around the diner over the scenic rocks of Peggy's Cove much to the amusement of the resident diners. Perhaps Tourism Nova Scotia could video a re-enactment for TV promo slots ? At the very least, it would make a delightful postcard full of local colour.

Karen cured us of our giggling with another dose of 1800s tearjerking melodrama in The Baggage Coach Ahead. We'll never look at the parent of a crying child the same way again. Kate & David, with David playing the octave fiddle this time, dried our tears with the high-spirited Mom's Jig by Jerry Holland and Bob kept the tunes coming on fiddle with Lost Waterfall, Arkensas Traveller and Last Indian.

Jim told us a hilarious story from his childhood involving a trip to the woods, a cut lip, drops of blood and a pure white t-shirt. When Jim arrived home from his fun outing, his mother saw only the hunting knife at his side and the humungous red stain in the centre of this t-shirt. Boys will be boys... and a special few grow into men who can write the most unbelievably moving account of a mother's later years with circulatory dementia in song - Bernita, Bernita.

Throughout the evening Cindy told many humorous anecdotes. We especially liked the one where, after her dad had brought fresh fish home to be cleaned, her mum would make the fish faces talk. Figures that Cindy would now be a puppeteer! And with Jon going fishing tomorrow, does that mean there will be a puppet show before dinner? Forget Punch & Judy. At Jon & Cindy's it's Shad & Gaspereau!

And Cindy really knows how to cause a scene in a library too. Riddle this: If a person who plays a violin is a violinist what is a person who plays a piano? A pianist of course. But after partaking in Cindy's library storytelling session involving musical instruments, that's not what the little boy loudly yelled in the lobby. He blared: "Hey mum, we learned aaaaalllllllllllll about penises today!" Cindy nearly died of embarrassment. No word on the boy's mother! Or the pending legal action :-)

And now for the big announcement. Drum roll please. Risking life & limb, Jon drew a yellow square. Our next theme will be... wait for it... SHOES. Use your imaginations. Put your own spin on it... Blue Suede Shoes, Gumboot Cloggeroos, Golden Slippers, Slop Your Drippers. Put on your High-Heeled Sneakers or come Barefoot to Boogie. Just remember that May 28th will be Sole Night.

Oh yes... we decided to let Jon live if he'd sing Shoo Fly!

~The Artful Blogger~

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

What The Folk! Celebrates Mothers!

The Helen Creighton Folklore Society Presents:

WTF: What The Folk! celebrates MOTHERS!!!
folksongs . folktales . folkart . folklore
Friday, May 14th
6:30pm Gathering and grabba cuppa
7:00 - 8:30pm - Performances
Just Us Cafe, 5896 Spring Garden Road

M is for the madcap way she raised us,
O is the opinions that she gave
T is the traditions that embraced us
H is the hair- raising tricks we played
E is many long- extended curfews
R is for the rants when we got home

We all either HAVE mothers or KNOW mothers so...
tonight we mingle [ and slightly mangle ] Mothers
Be it... motherhood, motherlode, mothers of invention... we perform
FOR mothers, ABOUT mothers, IN SPITE OF Mothers

Format: Open mike unplugged. Cost: free will donation
If you are free on Friday, please join us. Tell your friends and family.
The space is cozy, the coffee is great and the fun is contagious!
And bring your mothers... if you dare :-0

Yours in folk,
Host/co-ordinators: Margo Carruthers 425-3828, Cindy Campbell 466-0157

WTF: What the Folk! meets, same time and place , every second and fourth Friday of the month.




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