Archive for December, 2008

Christmas seal

Thursday, December 25th, 2008
Selkie/Rackham

Selkie woman - Arthur Rackham drawing

Waking early this Christmas morning, I am grateful for the small things. My daughter is asleep in her room. After yesterday’s rain, there will be no snow today, making our Christmas journey easier.

And at the moment, I’m in the grip of an interesting ‘earworm’. I can’t seem to shake the insistent progress of a particular fiddle tune in my head. It’s a funny, crooked, droney little thing called “Fisherman’s Song for Calling the Seals,” very Scottish indeed, appealing to my latent Celt. I learned it from an Ossian recording, “Seal’s Song”. 

There are no seals to call here in Amherst, Massachusetts, but there’s something in the tune that calls to my blood. Closing my eyes, I’m in a boat off a lonely Scottish isle with a wee whistle between my lips blowing this tune to seals, hoping to see a few this Christmas Day. Fey lot, we fiddlers!

Since tunes are meant to be shared and it’s Christmas, it seemed like a nice present! Have fun opening it!

 

 

music for Fishermans song for calling the seals

High Street Christmas

Saturday, December 13th, 2008

Every year my daughter and I spend our holidays with dear friends who create celebrations for a large extended family. My friend is godmother to my daughter and everyone there has watched her grow up. Even though in some years, we only see each other on Easter, Thanksgiving and Christmas, we just pick up the story, counting off this year’s ring of growth in our tree of life.

We spend the day catching up on each other’s lives and cheering each other on our journeys. Then we partake of a grand feast. There is always a feast. We bring our best dishes to accompany the lamb for Easter, turkey for Thanksgiving and roast beef at Christmas. We eat, visit some more and play music until it’s time to go home. Everyone has a song, a tune, a story to share. There are tunes and songs we always play because everyone there knows them and can add their voice. The music moves around the room, in us and through us, creating sanctuary where all belong and are welcome. We always feel rooted and festive and full of love when we leave for the long ride home. 

After Christmas 2007, I wrote a fiddle tune that brought back the energy of that day. Called High Street Christmas, it’s a Cape-Breton-style reel in A major.  No live recording yet, but try this Finale audio file of the transcription. This tune will be on my new Grooviolon CD. 

Happy Holidays & Bonne Année

Donna Hébert

How to learn a tune by ear

Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008

 

Jamming on the back porch at the 2008 Champlain Valley Folk Festival

Jamming on the back porch at the 2008 Champlain Valley Folk Festival

Learning by ear

Listen repeatedly and sing along with the source, then transfer the sung phrases to the instrument. [Don't worry if you can't sing in tune. Your voice is helping you to punctuate the rhythm of the tune.] Go back to singing when your lose the tune – it’s best when the tune crawls into your ear and won’t leave. Sing and play. Sing and play. Play and sing. Time means nothing. Above all, don’t worry. It’ll come if you just keep listening.

When you have the notes, listen some more for rhythms and figure out the bowings that create them. Think about using the up-bow more to create subtlety, tying notes across the beat on a upbow to camouflage the movement. The upbow is your friend.

Now listen some more for harmony, chords and countermelodies. Figure out how the chords progress in this tune. Is it major or minor? A I-IV-V or Modal progression? Mine the tune for clues to harmonic movement. Then find a short line for each phrase. Try to stay on one string, visiting two at most and staying off the E string entirely for most harmony or counter lines. Often one phrase will lead you into the other, but you do need to ‘feel and find’ or actually know the chord progression. I’m a feel and find gal and learned chord names and the theory behind it later. Trying all the options lets you hear extra stuff – some of which is glorious amongst the notes you’d never play again. Aren’t you relieved now to know where the notes to avoid are located?

Now that you’ve found the chords, use them to play with rhythm. Find backup double-stop riffs that make the tune dance. Get so deep into the groove that you have to rock those rhythms with your bow. Here’s where time can really stand still, a paradox of your play with rhythm, but oh so true! Listen some more for variations and study how a small but constant varying of rhythms creates the new flavoring for the tune.

Above all, learn to love the many ways you can combine three, three and two rhythms into a bar of eight sixteenth notes. Syncopation is your friend, man! Find some great conga or djembe players and play jigs and reels while they pour those rhythms into your ears. Now THAT’s a jam session! Call me up and I’ll be there!

© 2008 Donna Hébert, fiddlingdemystified.com

Raven’s Wing

Monday, December 1st, 2008

A bird, a canyon, a day of wonder and sorrow

Grand Canyon - 3/5/08 (Donna Hébert photo)

Grand Canyon - 3/5/08 (Donna Hébert photo)

I was traveling out west in March 2008 with Groovemama pals Jane Rothfield and Max Cohen. On the way to Phoenix from Albuquerque, we visited the Grand Canyon. It was a sad and beautiful day, clear, glorious and and majestic with the ravens soaring overhead as we walked the trail at the canyon’s edge, sad because my father was dying in Florida. As we left Hermit’s Rest, one raven landed in our midst. Fixing me with a beady eye, the bird whuffled its throat feathers in and out, clacked its beak and seemed to speak to us. We were enthralled – I even snapped this photo.

The long moment ended and the raven took flight. Stunned, we all just stood, silent. Then Jane and Max and I piled into the car. Just as we left the Canyon, the call came through. It was my brother and my father had just passed. On March 17, in memory of my dad, Rodger E. Hinds, I wrote a slow air with Max Cohen and called it after the raven.

In an uncanny twist of fate, Julie Beaudoin, 87-year old widow of Louis Beaudoin and a band member in the Beaudoin Legacy, was visiting the Grand Canyon a month later when she died suddenly. As “Mémère Julie, she had adopted the band members into the Beaudoin clan and we miss her presence keenly. Dedicated to her as well, Max and I tried to take ”Raven’s Wing” soaring like its namesake over the canyon rim.

Grand Canyon 3/5/08 (Donna Hébert photo)

Grand Canyon 3/5/08 (Donna Hébert photo)

The story has even more layers. Upon hearing the about the bird and listening to the music, my mother told me about my father’s World War II airborne unit, the Ravens (301st Bombardment Group, Army Air Corps).

301st Bombardment Group, Army Air Corps

301st Bombardment Group, Army Air Corps

This was new to me, as was the the photo of his insignia with three ravens on a blue background. Their newsletter is even called “The Raven.”

Last summer I visited with Jane and her husband, Scottish singer Allan Carr. I gave the tune and story to Allan for him to work his Celtic magic upon. The lyrics are below.

As the months have gone by, a raven comes often to visit in the yard. Not a crow, much bigger. Not the same raven, of course, but a relative. I greet him as if he were a a relation of mine. Who knows?

UPDATE 6/09

Max and I made a new recording of Raven’s Wing in D major with fiddle, viola and guitar on my new “In Full Bloom” CD. I’ve taken down the old free file in E major. I invite you to listen to a sample there and perhaps buy the tune or the CD. The tune is also included in the companion tunebook.

2009 Summer camps at Old Songs

Monday, December 1st, 2008

Welcome to my new fiddleblog!

You’ll find free tunes and lessons here as well as a catalog of fiddling treasures and holiday specials.

Updated band pages for Franco-American group The Beaudoin Legacy and my new performing duo with Max Cohen are available, with pages for Chanterelle, teaching and Old-Time band Groovemama coming soon.

Week I, 2008: Fiddle music tamed this wild bunch!

Week I, 2008: Fiddle music tamed this wild bunch!

 

Next summer Fiddling Demystified and Old Songs add a fourth week of camp to their other three at Old Songs Community Center in Voorheesville NY, just outside Albany. First week in early July is for ages 6-18, the second is for novice adults, with me, Jane Rothfield and Max Cohen teaching. The third is Fiddling Demystified for Strings camp for a second year with me, Max Cohen and cellist Renata Bratt from California teaching.

Getting back to my French-Canadian roots, the new fourth week is French Accent Camp, with Québecois musicians and teachers Pascal Gemme (fiddle, songs) and Yann Falquet (guitar, songs) from Genticorum  and Marie-Soleil Pilette teaching stepdance and calling social dances. Nightingale’s Jeremiah McLane teaches piano and accordion and young Franco-American fiddle composer Daniel Boucher will teach his unique and popular repertoire and I will teach the fiddle music of Louis Beaudoin.

2009 Old Songs Camp website and registration forms are available online. We accept 30 campers for each week and we expect all four weeks to be popular this year. Send someone to camp next summer as a holiday gift!

CONTACT OLD SONGS (oldsongs AT oldsongs DOT org) to join the camp mailing list and for housing and registration information.

CONTACT ME (info AT fiddlingdemystified DOT com) about the program for each week.
 

© 2008 Donna Hébert, fiddlingdemystified.com. All rights reserved. 

Louis Beaudoin Teach-In

Monday, December 1st, 2008


Louis Beaudoin, 1976 (Ann Meuer photo)

Louis Beaudoin, 1976 (Ann Meuer photo)

 

SING OUT! Magazine asked for a Teach-In article about Louis Beaudoin for the Winter 2008 issue. Since 2005, I’ve been making prescriptive transcriptions of of all the Louis Beaudoin audio samples I can find, with 40 tunes transcribed so far. Multiple listenings are necessary to glean all the goodies from these recordings; melodies, bowings, drones, syncopations and rhythmic variations just begin to scratch the surface. There’s something magic in his playing that can’t be quantified, that I can only describe as joy. No way to write that down. Just have to play the music and feel it yourself!

Here are links to the SING OUT! article, with transcriptions for fiddle. Each tune is sampled once through with Louis playing.

Both tunes are also recorded on the new Beaudoin Legacy CD.

© 2008 Donna Hébert, fiddlingdemystified.com. All rights reserved.