Yesterday night I had the pleasure to see the reunion of the band Haunted House- the quartet consisting of Loren Connors, Suzanne Langille, Neel Murgai and Andrew Burnes. Having seen them for the first time in the late 90s, and having closely followed (and been linked) with the career of Loren Connors since then (as the band disbanded when Andrew moved away from the city), it was quite fun and rollicking. The music brought out aspects of Loren's playing which seemed hidden by time. Neel was in great form as usual, especially as he wielded his Daf drum. Suzanne was in her own element, and showed what singing can really be about. Andrew had the energy of the past but exhibited more restraint.
My thoughts drifted across time, though, as I listened and saw these old pals of mine. As I thought about the younger person I was then (just starting out), the people I had known (some of who I have lost touch with), the places where I saw them perform (most of which no longer exist), what I thought about music in general and in specific, what is happening now in the world around- the whole gamut of feelings, emotions and thoughts.
But when my mind was into it, really into it- by which I mean the music, it was full steam ahead. And what a damn good time it was.
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| Haunted House (in preparation) |
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