Posts Tagged: victoria williams

faithful orb

Tonight I’m sitting here on the sofa reading and half watching the TV with two items of clothing on my lap that need buttons sewn on and I look up and there, centred perfectly in the middle of a gap in the curtains, is the barely waning moon.

I have seen the full moon this cycle.  The other night I’m walking home down Spadina and there it is: hanging in the sky between two glass covered condo buildings and dropping incandescent light down though tree branches of the little Clarence Square Park; seemingly shy and unassuming, but arresting in its luminescence.  As always,  up there in the sky.

I take photographs from the park, and then again from the bridge over the railroad tracks.  But none is worthy of that moon.

Because it’s the appearing of it, not the photographing of it that gives you pleasure.  It arrives every single month like a pendulum.  Giant, slow clock in the deep indigo sky; not demanding, not needing to be photographed.  It’ll always be back again, most likely popping in without warning.

You forgive her for that because she's so beautiful. Really, a feather could knock you over as you stare at her while she lifts slow, higher and higher and farther away.

 

The title of this post was shamelessly stolen from Victoria Williams. 

 

better a late magpie tale about sweet relief?

Magpie bath 

Okay, this is last week's Magpie Tales prompt.  I loved the prompt, I just didn't get it together.  But then yesterday I was talking about the inspiration I find in Victoria Williams and I mentioned the Sweet Relief benefit album(s) of the nineties, and I thought of this song – another oft-played favourite of Victoria's songs in my home, this time interpreted by "that firecracker" Maria McKee. 

I couldn't pull it together for the Magpie Tales Tuesday launch, and I've already started to write this week's "tale" based on this week's Magpie prompt.  But what the hell – Victoria said pretty much what I was not able to pull together, so better late than never, I say.  

(Bad video – gets cut off at the end.  But just buy it on i-tunes, or dare I say it – buy the album on CD!  You'll be glad you did.)



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why, look at that moon

There are a few people who have directly influenced my writing style.  One is my old Windsor/Detroit bus riding pal Phil, who wrote little accounts of events so charmingly in the present tense.  Another one is Mike Scott, the Waterboys songwriter whose poetical view of the world is just intoxicating to me; though it was his online journals that inspired me to "blog" before I knew there was such a thing as blogs.  Back then I called it my online journal.  Go figure.

And Victoria Williams.  There are many reasons to love her.  You could find most of those reasons in her songs.  She faces harder things than I have even dreamed of, yet her themes of the uplifting and the beautiful and the precious and marvellously quirky here and now (and yesterday too) never seem to waver.

There's no video to go with this particular song, but I thought about it in the past few days, as I often do over the waxing and waning full moon times.  I hope you click on it.  I know you'll enjoy it. 

And I bet you ten dollars it'll stick with you and that you'll stumble across at least one thing today that gives you pleasure.  She's got a way with that. 

She's one of those artists who makes me want to write; one of the reasons I'm here.

Words by Victoria Williams

The willows were swaying
The water was rippling
The froggies were singing
Along with the lapping at the bank
We have the moon to thank
For this lovely scene
We might never have seen
If it hadn't have been for the moon

Why look at that moon
Ah way up high
Seeing everything
Ah yes there it goes by
Why look at that moon
Why why why
Look at the moon!
Why why why
Look at the moon!

Oh sittin' in the desert
Beneath the lonesome sky
Ooh my oh my it would be
Of if there'd never been above
That faithful little orb
That one that has beheld true love through history
Why must it start?
Why must lovers part?
Why does the cheating go on?
Why have hearts turned to stone?

Why look at that moon!
Ain't it grand
Why look at that moon
Helps me understand
Why look at that moon
Inspirator of many a tune
Why look at that moon

http://www.victoriawilliams.net/

Ship and Moon 
 
(Note:  The aforementioned Waterboys do a sweet calypso version of Why Look at the Moon on the album Sweet Relief, a 1990s album of Victoria Williams songs covered by artists to raise funds for her treatment for Multiple Sclerosis.  My girls will tell you that they often heard one version right after the other, so much does their mother love this song.)