Free At Last!

Last night I had the privilege of sharing a joyful evening of music with a room bursting with humanity!   About 70 people joined me at the Gateways Inn in Lenox for “Free At Last!”, a cabaret performance in tribute to the late Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.  I was joined by Rob Kelly on Piano and Dave Christopolis on Bass, and together we had the profound pleasure of making music while celebrating our human capacity to consider, reflect upon, and pursue freedom…  a uniquely human opportunity, don’t you think?  (Can you think of another life form that is able to step outside itself and think about it’s potential for freedom???)  And what better way to celebrate than an evening of songs, spoken word, and the ever-resonant words of Dr. King’s “I Have a Dream” speech?

We ended the evening together- after numerous jazz standards, ballads, swing tunes, pop songs, show tunes, AND a poem – by singing Amazing Grace.  After watching the video today, I realized even more fully how beautiful that moment of community was – and the harmonies knocked my socks off!

I am aware, once again, that so many of us long for the power of community.  Together, we are elevated in our celebrations and our self-reflection, and through music we access something that exists beyond what words alone can capture.  I thank those who joined me last night, as together we opened the door to that “portal to pure joy” that is so incredibly satisfying to me, as a performer.

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Free At Last! A Poem

This is the poem I wrote – and performed – in honor of Martin Luther King Jr.

Free At Last!

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#Take one last drag.
Won’t mash my rags with yours.
Close those doors!  MY home, home ALONE.

Head don’t want to think,
Mind’s a Kitchen sink…
Skating rink, carving fine figure 8’s…
Not too late to figure out why —

Why I doubt?
Why WE silence the song?
What’s gone wrong?

Safety first!  Hug that purse –
Don’t come close ‘cause I’m — home—
Looking out
Relishing – my – Doubt

TV on, kickin’ back watching
Watching no-body I know
Doing nothing that matters,
Useless, empty chatter
Inside a house built for this!?
Just like mine.
My abode.
My home.  Home ALONE.

I abide
Away from pull of the tide,
Just me, thinking:
“I    am    FREE!”