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Music, More Music, All About Famiy

Posted on May 04, 2019 by Bruce MacNaughton

Good Morning from Prince Edward Island, 

Put the kettle on, there are quite of few friends coming with me and they all drink tea.  Thanks for opening your door to us. 

Three large events this week on Prince Edward Island. 

Cruise ship season, lobster season, and East Coast Music Awards. 

It is anticipated that our little Isle will showcase itself to 150,000 passengers this year, 100,000 last year.

Setting Day has come and gone.

Island fishermen have taken to the waters after months of preparation.
 
I love the tradition of friends and family lining shores and wharf to send them off with cheers and well wishes.
 
The heartbeat of the East Coast music scene is pumping strong!
 
This past week the East Coast Music Awards descended upon Charlottetown from May 1 to May 5. One big celebration of East Coast music culture. 
 
We are so happy to share videos and lyrics of some of the artists who have either won this weekend and or nominated.
 
KINLEY is a talented vocalist and multi-instrumentalist from Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island. KINLEY was a member of Newfoundland’s indie ensemble Hey Rosetta! for ten years. She describes her music as "tropically tinged indie-pop".
 
Her "Golden Days" video nominated for two ECMA 2019 awards: "Video of the Year" and "Fans' Choice Video of the Year".
 
It showcases the beaches of Prince Edward Island in a wonderful way, and I found her story and voice to be touching.
 
 
The next video is from Prince Edward Island group called Paper Lions. Two of the four, brothers John and Robbie MacPhee worked for us cooking many moons ago. They won an award this week for Pop Recording of the Year.
 
Here is their video Believer.
 
Last but not least is Lennie Gallant. Prince Edward Islands most recognized singer-songwriter. He has won more East Coast Music awards than anyone in history. His music has never had commercial success. But his songwriting skills remain unmatched. I have chosen to include the lyrics of one of my favourite songs of his, Island Clay. A song about the bank taking a farmer's home and land. Sad but true today more than ever.
 
ISLAND CLAY
 
This old house once stood proud on a hill
Of pine and cedar from the land
Cut by my father's hand
And hauled up from the mill.
 
Now she stares, at her life spread on the lawn,
 
At strangers picking through her bones.
They take them for their own
And haul them far away.
 
And the auctioneer he sings his songs and the people pay.
Old voices echo from this house now dark and grey
And cold as Island clay.
 
This old farm, eighty acres of life,
Sweat, and iron-reddened soil,
Paid little for our toil
But saw us through all right,
 
Till the company came
And bought land up all around.
Soon the market prices fell.
We took another loan
And ploughed it underground.
 
But tomorrow morning they will come and have their way,
Though their hands touch not the soil and never will pay
 
The price of Island clay.
 
These old hands turned the sod and tossed the seed.
These hands worked hard and they were strong,
But they couldn't hold a printed paper deed.
From the moment that they signed this land away,
These old hands are getting colder every day,
As cold as Island clay. 

I hope you enjoyed a taste of Prince Edward Island musicianship. 

We wish you a wonderful weekend and a great week ahead. 

Take care of each other. 

With love from Prince Edward Island. 

Sincerely, 

Bruce

ps. 

I'm not the easiest guy in the world to get along with.

So when our anniversary rolled around, I wanted my wife to know how much I appreciated her tolerating me for the past 30 years.

I ordered flowers and told the florist to enclose a card that read, 'Thanks for putting up with me so long.' 

When my wife got the delivery, she called me at work. "

Just where do you think you going?" she asked. "What do you mean?" I said.

She read the card aloud as the florist had written it: "Thanks for putting up with me. So long."

pss. grammar is important and this was a joke. LOL

Christmas Day on Planet Earth, President H.W. Bush, Michael W. Smith

Posted on December 08, 2018 by Bruce MacNaughton

Season's Greeting from Prince Edward Island, 

Where ever you are, I hope you had a good week. 

Today's blog has been influenced by musicians. 

The great musicians are those who can reach people, who can make people feel something. Sam Rivers

I saw a few news clips of President H.W. Bush funeral this past week, I remember him as a gracious and civil man. It was a breath of fresh media air to listen to the honour bestowed him. 

As citizens, we have to be more thoughtful and more educated and more informed. I turn on the TV and I see these grown people screaming at each other, and I think, well, if we don't get our civility back, we're in trouble. Emmylou Harris

Micheal W. Smith, a musician and friend of the Presidents, was performing a song that his wife Debbie Smith had written years ago in honour of someone leaving town.

President Bush had requested “Friends,” his favourite song of Michael’s, for his funeral and Michael performed it with the Armed Forces Chorus, the National Cathedral Choir, and the United States Marine Orchestra.

Seeing this on television, reminded me of the summer of 2012...

I had never heard of Micheal W. Smith before, but here was this “guy” in our dining room with 100 of his fans off the cruise ship to enjoy lobster.

As I walked through the dining room, a gentleman spoke and said, “nice kilt.” I stopped to say, “thank you, my name is Bruce MacNaughton, welcome to our place.” He said, "I’m Micheal Smith, nice to meet you.” I bid him a “enjoy your meal” and strolled on.

While in the office, I mentioned that I had just met Micheal Smith, who was in the dining room with 100 of his fans. I asked Judy, “who is he?” Have you heard of him?” Near knocking me over while she propelled out the office emphatically stating, “MICHEAL SMITH, the Christian songwriter, in our DINING ROOM!”

You see Judy, was the music leader at the local church where her husband, Barry was the pastor. I'm sure she had listened to and performed a number of his worship songs over the years. 

Following Judy at a little slower pace to the dining room, had me arrive in time to hear her thanking him for all that he had done for Christian music.

A crazy idea of getting him to try on a kilt entered my brain.  I happened to have an extra, so why not! 

 Unfortunately, the photos are not of the best quality. He was a great sport.

And I remember the dining room exploded rambunctiously with laughter.

I gave him the kilt as a memento, to which he was very grateful. Michael mentioned he would wear it during his evenings' performance on the ship.

This week, our friend Lennie Gallant released a video, Christmas Day on Planet Earth that he recorded with a Zimbabwe band, Black Umfolosi, one day this past July.

The band were performing on Prince Edward Island and it was suggested that perhaps they could sing a song with him. Lennie wrote a song, Christmas Day on Planet Earth with the singers in mind.

The song uses the original Christmas nativity story of the desperate couple looking for lodging for their baby to be born, set against the present day situation of refugees and homeless people in need of shelter. ‘Christmas is a time for giving and opening hearts, and that should be what the season is all about’, says Gallant.

For those of you reading this and don’t know Lennie, he is one of the most award-winning musicians in Canada. Not a mainstream radio regular, but a singer/songwriter/storyteller par excellence and hard to find better.

Hope you enjoyed the video. 

Taking care of business. There is still time to order from us and receive in time for the holidays and we are taking orders for our Raspberry Pie. Sorry folks, pick up only. Order here. 

This week, the music I listened to the most and while I wrote this blog was an album by Ivan Ilić, who is a sensitive, thoughtful and conscientious pianist. 

Take a Listen Here to Reicha Rediscovered Vol. 2.

Have a great week ahead. 

With love from Prince Edward Island, 

Bruce

ps. 

What do snowmen eat for breakfast? 

Snowflakes.