Rick Jones' Music 'blog
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Posted on Saturday, June 18, 2011 3:17 AM
For some strange reason....
...lately, I have had the overwhelming urge to draw ravens.....it probably means something, and with my luck, I'd sooner not know!!
But honestly, I've been thinking of concepts for my next recording....I tried to think of what ties each song to it's brethren, lyrically or otherwise on this next session, and there really aren't any fictional stories, it's all thoughts and memories set to music.
Thought and Memory. There, a title.
"What's that got to do with Ravens?", well, the Norse Deity Odin, in the stories and sagas, particularly
Grimnismál, was described as having two ravens, who flew all over the human realm of Midgard, and reported back to the shoulders and ears of the Allfather.
These birds were named HUGIN (meaning thought) and MUNIN (meaning mind).
Here, read wikipedia; http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Huginn_and_Muninn
Thus, in my feeble thinky place was spawned a concept that appealed to me, in that most people won't see the link without further investigating, or reading this blog...which is probably boring enough to render info here well hidden!
I wanted to draw my own cover, so I started to practice pencil drawing Ravens. Here are a few of my early attempts! Click on the pics to see bigger versions and detail;
 None of these are like what I want to use, but I'm getting the hand of drawing them, so by the time I have the tracks done, I should have some art. Of course by then I might have completely changed my mind and got someone else to do them!
Let me know what you think of the concept...good?...lame?....too esoteric?.....to VIKING for ya? Not flowery enough?
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Rick Jones: Posted on Thursday, September 23, 2010 1:35 AM
Here are the lyrics to a song of mine, called "772(the wolves)", with some links and perhaps some explaination...click the clickys and the song may make sense(or not,meh);  Out here, I fear,not the Wolves, and not the Winter. In them, I see, not themselves, and not me either. spilling crimson on the page of time. upon the green. Cast out, old ways, take their heads they lose the memories, history and all his stories. Over the earthly graves, Out there, I care, for the wolves, and for the winter. Rick Jones Sept 2010. |
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Posted on Sunday, September 05, 2010 7:51 PM
Well now it's around seven thirty pm, on Sunday the 5th of September, and this means that I am supposed to be playing at the Jersey live festival right now,instead of sat here with the laptop feeling like death. Mother nature decided playing Jersey live was not to be, and struck me down with infected tonsils, and now I'm sitting here sweating, running a fever and feeling like I'm swallowing razorblades. I'm pretty gutted, as I've been playing small bar type gigs solidly for years, and it's been a while since I've done anything big with that electric vibe in the air that you only get when people are there to celebrate music. I'm also very sorry, both to anyone who was coming to watch me play, and to Lucy who organised my slot there, in her own time and for nothing....sorry....feel terrible. That said, there was some of the aforementioned weirdness going on, and maybe I am being paranoid, but there was a moment there when it looked like I was going to have to pay £54 to turn up and play an hour set for them..... not bad considering when Chris Bell first contacted me to play in the other tent on the Sat, he was offering me a couple of weekend passes. Then I got bumped out of that tent, and Lucy managed to square me this set in the Telecoms recharge tent.....so all was good.... Except that telecoms had given all the allocated tickets to their staff, and any bands playing their areana had to buy their own tickets.....that seemed wrong to me....I already spent £105 on strings for the weekend, and anyone who's seen me play knows that I go through at least two G strings per gig.... ...then a quick check of the arena lay out and schedule showed me that, apart from me, everyone playing in the Telecoms tent had a set in the Wild West tease tent the previous day. Hmmm. So they already had weekend passes issued....hence telecoms not needing to issue any. So I am feeling rather silly for getting involved again, and if it weren't for Lucy I wouldn't be playing anyhow....as I wouldn't have payed to play. I can't help thinking **another musician who I must not offend, hence the edit** may have had influence, as there was no attempt to book me the three years past...despite people telling me they'd asked him to include me when sourcing performers. So, if you'll permit me a moments bitterness,***edited to save peoples feelings....lets not worry about mine eh?***** Ok rant over, and more apologies to anyone that read all this nonsense. Can't say I'm in the best of moods. |
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Posted on Thursday, September 02, 2010 10:33 PM
Well, I must thank the awesome Lucy Sanderson for this, as she chose to feature me in the magazine on the week of Jersey live, when much of the islands focus is on music already. I consider this a great honour, and I hope I came across ok in the interview, and not like some Welsh hillbilly....which is pretty much what I am if you strip away the fancy font I'm writing this in, and the fact that I have my own website (which still feels odd and a little self indulgent if I'm honest). Jersey Live is a pretty big runaway success story, it's grown to be a huge event and this year is the first year I've played there, I think in part due to the size this year meaning there is more room for local acts, and I'm headlining, such as it is, the acoustic, Jersey Teleceom Recharge tent. I'll be on at ten past seven on the Sunday, the very last act they have on. Would be nice if some friendly faces were in the crowd....or lack of crowd....or whatever is going to be there. I don't mind unfriendly faces either, I tend to play with a bit more fire and venom when I see those! I will admit, I have been sceptical of the seemingly cartel inspiredtactics used in getting gigs at events such as these,by local musicians and promoters, but getting a slot may have relieved my paranoia somewhat....and may have saved you from seeing me degenerate into a tinfoil hat wearing, conspiricy obsessed recluse.............. You can read the article here; |
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