Monday, August 13, 2007

Radar Sherpa: a profound sense of madness

Radar Sherpa performed for 30 minutes at a classic Jeffray party in Meiners Oaks Saturday night. Clay and I arrived at the scene an hour before our 10 PM performance. In typical Californian fashion, everything was layed back and up in the air. We figured out the logistics and I spoke with the amazing DJ Toby about him providing some background atmospherics to help fill in some of the sonic dead space since I'd be the only musician. Toby agreed to listen and see what he could do. I spotted a friend, Sean Goddard and asked if he'd shoot some footage. He readily agreed and I handed him the Sony video camera. The clock struck ten and Toby turned down the music. I spoke softly and clearly into the mike: "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, may I call your attention to the white screen where Clay will be silouette dancing. I am DiDj and I will be providing the music thru the didjeridoo and Toby will be spinning some delicious tapestries. Please sit back and enjoy or not it is up to you." With that I began the vibrational discourse with Clay. I could barely see his shadow out of the corner of my eye. Starting off with some ancient Tibetan Buddhist chants, the audience seemed to be entranced by Clay's beautiful movements and a hush fell over the hundred or so party goers that had arrived. It relaxed me to have the spotlight on him while I launched the breath thru my vibrating lips. Toby managed my mike volume trying to get me as loud as possible. The mike had some feedback. It was supplied by Johnathon and is amazingly sensitive. Toby found the sweetspot and I began to find my groove. The first 5 minutes or so it was just me and then Toby began to ease some drums and space music into the backdrop for me to paint my sound on. After 15 minutes I paused and checked in with him. "Keep going," he said "I'm having fun." Thus, reassured that I was not bombing and I began anew, refreshed and now warmed up, the tones became easier and I found the rhythm that is always there waiting. The DJ found some amazing tracks and I lost myself in the dreamtime, hearing the music in my heart, mind and soul and releasing it thru my body. Soon, the voices are polyphonic and I am playing my tailbone, spine, heart, vocal chords, tongue, diaphagm, sinus cavities and various organs. The clock strikes half past 10 and I let my outbreath fade away seamlessly into the night. I hear some scattered applause and then more clapping some yelling, I bow and smile. Friends and folks come up to me and bow and thank me. Such a nice feeling comes over me. I can feel the relaxed aura of the crowd charged with an excitement. I slip out the back way and put my Slide Didge into the black beam.

After getting back into the party, Clay finds me. He is super charged, stoked, he looks like he has just been surfing some big waves. He says: "I was just telling Johnathon that you are the only musician that has the ability to invoke a profound sense of madness into my entire being." I smile and feel honored by his statement. Clay gets what I am doing more than anyone I have met.
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