Joe Holt's Notes

2012-01-15T14:51:00.002-05:00

Now this is a jazz room (and the first time I didn't mind sitting in front of the trumpet player)! Had a wonderful first experience performing at 49 West last night. A very special thanks to Elana Byrd, who took a determined interest in making the evening a success. I'm delighted to be a part of her jazz series, and (as has happened before) the first solo act of the bunch. This is a great little room for "intimate jazz", in a fine establishment with an owner who "gets it". Safe to say I felt the love last night, and appreciate all who came ("old" friends, and new). Thanks to Beth McDonald for the picture, and for running her video camera for the second set. Hope to open my 2012 YouTube channel (it'll be number 7) with video from this show. We'll see what I get. Rumor has it I'll be back in the fall. It's all good.

2012-01-01T13:37:00.002-05:00

Since I only do this every 5 years, it may hit me more forcefully, as to just how difficult test taking, or perhaps just sitting still, has become. Recently I took the Board (re)Certification exam for Music Therapists. I remember last time I had to stand up and walk around (outside the room) a couple of times. This time, however....! Wow. I'm glad I had the little test room to myself this time.

2011-12-25T01:24:00.002-05:00

Dave Schiff before our performance at Nomad's, in Wilmington, DE, on Friday 12/23. I guess I lead a sheltered life. It's been many years since I've done the late night club date thing (there was a time, for a couple of years, when I was around 20, that it was the routine). This was different, though (in my experience): a honest to goodness jazz club - in Wilmington! Nice too, and doing pretty well, it seems. Speaking of doing pretty well, the "Dave Schiff Trio" knocked 'em dead last night. It was a fun gig, and "Jaco" got his share of attention :)
Dave played great, and was really happy about the whole thing. Expect to hear more from the Dave Schiff Trio.

2011-12-23T12:58:00.003-05:00

Have just typed this status to post on my "Lessons for the Thoughtful Pianist" Facebook page:

Ridiculous as it may seem, I have been working for months on lesson 1D: "Being Your Own Editor". With any writing, I can't stop working and re-working until it feels finally settled into place. I just locked page one in to what it should be. Now, the snowball can amble down the hill (the lesson has been written and re-written many times, so it's not like I have no additional content). One thing I'm counting on, is that this process becomes easier (or more efficient) for me over time. This, and the last lesson, have been especially challenging. Be assured that this material is not a simple re-hash of what is already out there, or a parroting of what was taught to me. Speaking the intuitive has been a challenge indeed, but one I continue to believe worthwhile. Thanks for your patience.

Though I can't guarantee that it won't continue to evolve, I am comfortable in finally laying a foundation that seems solid to build upon. Will share the content of the (current) first page with you here:

"Soon after setting up the structure for this course, it became clear that the art of musical interpretation needed it’s own space, distinct from the consideration of physical piano technique. It is (at least) sometimes the case, in formal piano study, that proper interpretation is presented as the end product of sound, informed technique. “Do this with your wrist here … to get that result … when the notes go the other way … over there … to lighten this … and emphasize that …”. Makes me dizzy. Authentic human expression and communication shouldn’t be that difficult. When we want to express something verbally, for example, we don’t give thought to the shape that our lips will take, or where our tongue is placed in our mouth; in order to produce a particular sound that communicates the desired meaning/feeling. In other words; (physical) technique, however it is learned, is (generally) not consciously considered in human expression. In musical expression, we practice technique in order to have command over the expression we create. This expression is shaped by musical context and guided from within, most often without conscious thought. As a musician matures, the ease and agility of playing the instrument increases, and the process grows to resemble speaking, in the manner described above. To put it simply; expression happens. Anxiety, agitation, relaxation, tranquility and the breadth of human emotion is evidenced in the manner in which words are delivered, or organized sound in presented. The words or (especially the) notes/sounds do not paint the complete picture. Mature, effective communication considers both the content and the delivery, in a single package, where meaning and context meld it all into focus. When the content of our communication is predetermined from the printed page, however; the process of getting the ideas across expands beyond the straight line. We must first take it in before we put it out, and as such, an ability to interpret (make conscious decisions that, in essence, inform our intuitive direction) is required. According to Miriam-Webster, interpretation can be defined as:
-to explain or tell the meaning of : present in understandable terms
-to conceive in the light of individual belief, judgment, or circumstance
-represent by means of art : bring to realization by performance or direction
Have you ever considered any of the above definition as applicable when reading music: that you are explaining it’s meaning, in understandable terms, as your performance brings the composition to realization (back to life), influenced by your own beliefs and understandings?"

Words are tough, but eventually, I feel that I can make them work.

2011-12-06T20:57:00.003-05:00

Meet Art Bookout. Throughout the year, and especially around Christmastime, I have the opportunity to work with Art's jazz trio, bringing merriment into the corporate event world. Jazz does not necessarily equate with merriment, unless you are playing with Art. There are many things to like and appreciate about this guy. At the top, for me, is joy he brings to performance. From the downbeat, Art is the smiling-est guy I know (not an unhappy fellow otherwise, but there's just something about his polyrhythm induced grin that's contagious). It's this kind of connection that allows music to reach in all directions, touching both the engaged, and the unsuspecting. I don't know Art very well, apart from our "gigging". Sometimes, though, you don't need to know, in order to know. Art is one of those practical/sensible musicians, taking the Mister Holland road, as the band director at St Mark's High School in Wilmington, DE. When he talks about his kids (which is often), and their band trips, competitions, concerts, etc, I am reminded of the dedication of Paul Mayberry (my high school band director), and the impact he made on many of us, as we sought to find our way. Tomorrow night, I've one final holiday corporate event with Art (pictured above on the 18th floor of the PNC bank bldg. in Wilmington, DE). Looking forward to it, as always.

2011-11-20T23:51:00.002-05:00

There is much I could say about last night's concert at the Mainstay. At whatever point you are standing, you've not the perspective to know which way you are facing compared to any previous point. There are, in fact, many "turning points". Some, however, seem appropriate to mark with a flag as significant on the path. For now I'll just say that the connection in the house was what I know it can be, when I can stay off to the side just enough to limit the impeding. I enjoyed the support and encouragement of many friends and fans last night, giving me the clearest sense yet that the connections are growing.

"We had a wonderful evening listening to you play. Love your interpretations and variations of the themes. Fell in love with the Stories Without Words so had to purchase one at the end. We listened to it all the way home on Sunday. Thanks so much for a delightful entertaining evening."

"You are authentic, open, inviting your audience to experience something alongside you, embracing who you are as an artist and all that you are uniquely gifted to offer the world."

Looking forward, with thanks to all who helped make last evening's concert a success.

2011-11-15T17:42:00.002-05:00

Okay, I'm walking around Centreville a few weeks ago, and come upon the barber shop, at which point I felt conspicuous. If you haven't seen me lately, well ... You see, I got this idea a while back to let my hair grow out a little, just for fun, and discovered that it actually works (once past the idea that I've actually done this). Of course, this is subjective (interestingly, the reaction seems to be heavily gender influenced). After staring at the sign for a few minutes, I turned around and walked the other way, undeterred.

2011-11-06T10:48:00.003-05:00

Took off from my gigging world last night, to share in the journey of Robbie's ("gigging world"), as Queen Anne's County High School opened it's production of "Up the Down Staircase". The cast and crew really pulled it together, treating us all to a thoughtful and well performed view inside the homeroom of an new and idealistic English teacher in an inner city high school, with the struggles we all encounter (including in rural Queen Anne's County). I can't think of a single performer who didn't convincingly take their place in this drama, in an integration that held you attentive to the ebb and flow throughout the performance. That said, I must admit to being focused on the character of Joe Ferrone; the troubled young man who is eventually won over to rethink his path by one idealist who actually believes in him. Robbie (I still get to call him that - it's Robert to you) owned this character, consistently, whether in or out of the spotlight. It's wonderful to see him continue to strengthen his grasp of the zone on stage. From one who lives with him, I know just how deep his zone is, and how much potential exists.
I am often asked if my children play the piano. When I respond that "I've never really cared about that specifically. What I really want for them is a connection to the arts, in whatever way it happens. I'm thankful that they all have cultivated this, and am proud of each of them...", everyone gets it. When teaching piano, my goal with any young student is simply: to encourage and guide them to the place where their artistic expression develops to the point where it is self - perpetuating, and integral in their life. Seeing this continue to grow in Robbie last night, makes a papa proud. Up until last evening's performance, Robbie said that he wished his character had a laugh line. In the closing moments of the drama, Joe Ferrone delivers (arguably) the most poignant line of the script, which was met with moist eyes, and an audible "aww" from the audience. Hearing that (from the stage) made Robbie's night, as his desire was both met and nurtured. I suspect that I now understand what he really wanted; not necessarily a laugh, but a response from the audience demonstrating the "connection" (if you've read this blog, you know that's where I go - and don't get me started). Seeing his response to this validation shows me the extent to which he is genuinely owning his path. I'll be looking forward to each new production with which Robbie is involved. Today, it's back to my gigging world, holding the warmth of knowing that God has blessed not just me, but each in my family (and my family as a whole) with His purpose and plan. Surrendering to this is the ultimate calling for all of us.

2011-10-09T16:52:00.004-04:00

We’ve all heard, or at least intuitively understand the whole ‘life is a tapestry” thing. That’s about the big picture, and context beyond our view. To accept this notion is to consider forces beyond ourselves; at work not only toward our, but also a greater good. A light bulb is now illumined in this regard; enough for me to recognize the application of “We may make our plans, but God determines the outcome”, yet again. For years, I have mumbled and grumbled (at times) about the inferiority of non-acoustic (electric) keyboard instruments. I won’t go in to the whole diatribe here, save to say that the sound and effect of acoustically vibrating strings is something that I respond to, and that cannot be replicated by electronic pulses. Many times I had come close to selling whatever keyboard I had (or locking it away), and happily ever after playing only the piano. What kept getting in the way, though, is the ease with which I can crank out a left hand bass on a split keyboard, unique to my solo piano approach to jazz (ala Dave McKenna). For starters, it has made me really marketable as a sideman (which saved the day many times when my performing schedule was thin). Having so much opportunity to do this has helped me hone my approach to working (what to me is) the most effective bass sound on my Roland FP-5 keyboard; the Fender electric, to the point where my left hand now has it own identity. Yes, we call him Jaco. The Shore Jazz Trio is on a roll, beginning nearly 2 years ago when we began performing at Beseme (soon becoming our Saturday night steady), and Jaco took to gleefully dancing in the wide open spaces. He's actually quite a soloist. Who knew? At this point, Jaco is such a recognized part of the Shore Jazz Trio presentation that he gets to come along as we push out to a new CD release and a debut performance at the Night Cat on 12/2. I normally would not advocate this approach in a serious jazz setting, but Jaco appears to be a unique asset worth bending the rules for, so to speak. My natural approach to improvisational performance is more polyphonic than harmonically dense (unlike typical jazz piano in this age). With the self accompanying approach of stride piano as a foundation, it's easy for me to (appropriately) fill up the space accross a range of styles. Yes, it's a thing, and a natural compliment to my solo piano identity. I may have, at times, a long learning curve, but eventually, I will wrap my mind around the obvious.

2011-09-29T13:02:00.005-04:00

Oscar Peterson. Oh my! This guy can really reach me emotionally. Early on in this blog, I believe I told the story of the one time I saw him live. Again, oh my! Beyond the feeling, soul, and emotion Oscar can convey, along with his remarkable pianistic aptitude and control (whether a blistering phrase, or a single note), listening also showers my mind with thoughts (gets kind of crowded up there). You may be surprised to know that; in the jazz community (particularly among contemporary players, and in the academic realm), there is not a uniform sense of how superlative this performer is. Enter the agendas. We all have them, or at least opinions, undergirded by presuppositions. When one exerts a fundamentalistic bent upon their view of things, grading is introduced into the lens. In today's artistic landscape, there is wide divergence in what jazz is (was, and ought to be). For many, the emphasis has been squarely placed on harmonic vocabulary. For others; more about sustaining a particular (historical) culture. I will be in the minority in the jazz world when I say phooey on much of it. Jazz has, indeed, become a four letter word (one not to be welcomed) to many, as, in effect, fundamentalist preachers bring the message of the superiority of their view, and the irrelevance of most others. Of course, that little nasty fact that the world continues to go 'round relegates the zealots themselves to a place in the irrelevant. Fine with (many of) them, as we're just not ... whatever.
Coming up as a young musician, I struggled with all this, having friends (and finding meaning) on both sides of the fence. Though it may not sound like it, in some (essential) way, I'm still there. Not holding on to any fence, though, having jumped off long ago on the side of performing to make connection with those around me. My perception of what this all means have evolved much over the years (and is the subject of a number of earlier journal posts), but what it doesn't mean is the "dumbing down" of anything for the cause of popularity. Quite to the contrary, the more rooted in substance, the deeper the connection. Of course, defining the substance betrays whether we insist in elevating our view to some objective standard, or whether we will allow ourselves to succumb to where it will take us. Now, though I may be an advocate for this "non-elitism"; in all honesty, moving to this place has been my struggle, with the shedding of my own elitism, one shred at a time. I have spend much negative energy on my path, over the years, with sufficient tunnel vision to not understand that I have stood squarely in my own way, much of the time. Still, from the beginning, the light has broken through, even if only in slivers. One recognizes light when one sees a flash of it, and (unless blindless is your comfort zone) when past, we long for more. This defines the path/struggle of the artist (and many others) - drawn to an illumination within and without: that which transports us, with ample passenger space to bring along all who are touched by this same source (not us, but through us). Have to get out of the way, though. I'm learning. So now (hopefully not succumbing to the stifling agendas I just described) I'll say to those who minimize the contribution of Oscar (and others) because they don't measure up to a standard or pass the litmus test: Loosen your grip - not on your mission/path, but on your insistence that all who travel must follow what lies in your view (or not be taken seriously). You and I both are on to something, but it's not what rattles around in our heads; rather it's that which comes to us. And if we keep growing, we can become better stewards. Oscar Peterson doesn't define "jazz", Oscar Peterson defines Oscar Peterson. And, to me, the Glory of God is in view.

2011-09-26T00:56:00.002-04:00

I have mixed feelings about this. It started about 6 or 7 years ago, and occurs randomly. Seems to be a connection between the age of the McDonald's cashier, and the determination of who is old. The younger the employee, the more likely I become a senior. Good grief! Now, however, I've had to back away from coffee, as my stomach seems to have thrown in the towel on that. Tea was already out of bounds, so now I guess my senior discount days are behind me (that sounds strange). Doubt they give breaks on Diet Coke.

2011-08-17T16:12:00.003-04:00

With the personal challenges of the last year, and the stresses to the schedule, the one area of my work effected, perhaps the most, is the "Lessons for the Thoughtful Pianist" series. Writing is not easy for me, and it is safe to say that I am quite slow and "inefficient". I do have something to say, and I can get it out. It just requires, sometimes, more patience than I can find access to, especially lately. What has made it potentially even more difficult, at least until recently, is the pressure I have put on myself to generate lessons at a reasonably quick tempo. This hasn't turned out according to script. A significant development, however, was in securing the opportunity to resume private teaching (for the first time in many years). Not only does this remove the burden of needing LTP to "perform" financially, it also allows me to focus on the real bottom line of why I pursue this: because I believe I can be helpful to others on the path; sharing my own ideas and discoveries. Now, it's more casual, and I'm more relaxed (which may well mean that the tempo will speed up a bit). Am using my Lessons Facebook page to share ideas, and make new connections. Here's a comment I just posted on another page, in response to a question on how to improve sight reading:

"Yes (I can answer that) - and this applies to just about everything: slow down. It’s natural to want results, but most often this desire comes at the expense of making the deeper connection. Care less about how quickly you can learn, or read a new piece, no matter how easy. Desire instead, to transform the symbols on the page into genuine expression. Start as slowly as you need to be able to play without mentally straining. If you can stay away from a hectic or anxious mind, you may find yourself arriving more quickly at the place where the music plays itself. Also, sight reading is not only a matter of learned skill, it is also a matter of aptitude. It just comes to some people more easily than others, so perhaps, it may take you longer to get to point B - but you will, with patience. Hope this helps."

Sounds like good advice - not just for the student seeking help with sight reading, but for myself. It's one thing to know, and it's another thing to remember. :)

2011-07-31T18:12:00.002-04:00

Corny joke of the day (which, atypically, is not attributed to my wife): Having this view of my keyboard at Beseme’ last weekend, a friend quipped that I’m “not playing with a full set”. And yes, the king of clutter now stacks stuff on the upper end of his keyboard rather than fix his (chronically) broken music rack. It is what it is. As for the "gig"; now well into our second year as the Saturday night house band (for jazz night at Beseme'), what "it is" has evolved into something, indeed. Not a week goes by without "old friends" returning to share in the experience, and "unsuspecting newcomers" (often responding to the "live jazz" sidewalk sign) passing through the portal to find musicians; connecting with each other, and sharing the joy liberally (and usually leaving as new friends). The management and staff is as committed to the concept, as well as the substance of it all, as much as we (the musicians) are, which takes it to an even deeper level. As Mike McShane likes to put it, we "sling it out there". And no one's complaining.

2011-07-03T02:23:00.002-04:00

So many irons in the fire right now. Conventional wisdom might suggest this a bad idea, but for me, I don't think so. For one thing, there is a common thread (creative expression) running thru much of my activity. And much of that is focused on connecting from the piano. It now seems that the more I embrace (actively participating in what's already swirling around in my head), the clearer the big picture becomes, as more of the pieces are viable. And what does that provide? Focus. It's fair to say (as objectively as I can be) that my playing/musical expression is more focused/consistent/connected than ever. Essential to this (to be brutally honest) is having established a substantive and consistent practice discipline more than at any point previous. Every morning begins with a practice zone that focuses (from many angles) on finding and connecting with (surrendering to)"the space". Later in the day (whenever I am home to do it), it's the skill sets, technical and theoretical stretching, new reading, etc. Small bites - many helpings. Tasty (and nutritious)!

2011-06-04T00:51:00.003-04:00

Continuing to contemplate the Chick Corea solo concert last weekend. From a e-mail I sent today:
"Don’t know if I’ll ever really get thoughts sorted out into that whole linear verbal expression thing (words). Maybe this will make sense: He represents the epitome of a “school” of jazz that defines itself by it’s (harmonic) “vocabulary”, and (with some) creates an almost fundamentalist like separation between who is “hip” and who isn’t. I represent a more “historic” approach (not talking about style here, but harmonically), that many in the aforementioned camp respect, while some remain condescending (I’ve dealt with this my entire career). More importantly, I think that what I do resonates with an audience broader than those who seek “jazz-speak”. Chick displayed his great harmonic prowess (among other things) resulting from a lifetime of discipline developing and perfecting the sounds and textures he creates. I can speak enough of that language to order from a fast food menu, but would struggle in deep conversation (so to speak). I look at it this way; the content of one’s vocabulary is second in importance to how effectively one uses what they have. Actually, when I was younger, I was sidetracked by that “hipster” mentality (and studied for 3 years with, in essence, a Chick disciple), until I realized that I already spoke a cohesive language, which was already valid, and mine to express ... That doesn’t mean, though, that the concert didn’t inspire me. To the contrary. I may not speak exactly the same language, but I can be (or at least feel) as much in command. I felt, just today, as if I was channeling his confidence."

2011-05-29T16:42:00.004-04:00

The view from my seat at the Avalon Theatre in Easton Maryland, last night, a few minutes before Chick Corea assumed the stage for a solo piano concert. As a baseline, it takes a long time to sort my thoughts about anything into a linear expression (words). This one, I fear, is even more complicated. Many thoughts and emotions, and with their continual presence (intrusion) as the music sounded, a purposed intent of disengaging from all that (within myself) rather to engage, unagendized, what was offered. Of course, I never fully got there, but neither was I entirely selfbound. That’s kind of a big deal, as (I’m coming to understand/believe that) I’ve missed a lot along the way thru impatience, and sparse humility. Some of the emotion I experienced last night was akin to how I felt the first time I heard an Art Tatum recording (at age 17, which incidentally, was the age at which Art Tatum made his first recordings, which were the ones I heard), but only some, and not so powerfully (thankfully). It was an amazing evening, on many levels. A slightly fragile appearing (and possibly slightly inebriated, or something) little man commanded the stage, touching the minds and souls of a very grateful audience. Much more I could say, concerning the evening’s impact on me. Hopefully I can express it here before too long. Thanks to the Avalon Theatre, and to Chick for your visions.

2011-05-13T17:56:00.002-04:00

It’s been really cool to have Joe back (for about 2 weeks now), and have all the family together (even if for a short time). Didn’t imagine that we’d have another turn (opportunity). As Joe (and Carol) was making the trip east from Oklahoma, I was helping my parents settle into a retirement community. Though much remains unsettled, and the center of gravity has certainly shifted, daily life is beginning to find a groove, for the first time in months. Family dinners are cool. On Tuesday (for my birthday), it was wing night in Middletown, Yay!

2011-05-08T03:00:00.003-04:00

As challenges assimilate, and adjustments refine, a bit of rhythm begins to set in. Though I've much to catch up on, it feels like the ship is sailing again (squint hard, and see the Sultana thru the tree, sailing on the Chester River). Not only are my (many) "office disciplines" getting back in gear, but performances also notch up now. It's fair to say that playing the piano (as prayer) releases the anchor for me, and uniquely affords expression (not easily found elsewhere). Am sensing that there may be much (more in my awareness) to say. Anchors aweigh!

2011-04-12T10:27:00.000-04:00

Is it just me, or are other people experiencing level upon level of disruption and challenge, much as we see on the macro level all around the world? I suspect that, by a long shot, I am not alone. Not everything that disrupts and challenges, though, is bad. In fact, it's not bad at all, unless we get stuck in seeing it that way. I suspect that being thankful in all things (a Biblical admonition to which I aspire) is more than (or not at all about) realizing that others have it worse, whatever it is. It seems (to whatever understanding I possess) that genuine thankfulness is a sincere trust that it (whatever it is) is indeed good, regardless of how I my see it from the confinement of my narrow personal view (at that particular moment). The last month, for me, has been intense. Family concerns that most everyone goes through, but it seems (and doesn't it always, I suppose) that my particular extenuating circumstances are uniquely exasperating. And what have I learned? That I am a mess, easily getting trapped and tangled up in my own head. Yep - the story of my ... performance career. It is true that one's personality is (necessarily) reflected in one's artistic expression (and if any doubt, read the recent concert review on my "news" blog), and so straight lines for me, at any level, are elusive (again, read the review). Just the acknowledgement, though, of being led by my own negative thoughts is it's own confession, of sorts, allowing/reminding me to view beyond them. It all simplifies (even for me) into trust. If I have one straight line, this is it's destination

2011-04-06T08:28:00.003-04:00

Found this (personal) journal entry from July of 2008, when I was beginning the plunge into my first comprehensive theatre experience (as musical director):

"Had a settling point last night while shedding “Island”. Again, it’s - listen to myself, dummy! Funny too, it’s much the same as what I learned on the “other side”. I kept plowing through, hitting it when I could, and cringing when I didn’t (and when in 6 sharps, any sight reading approaching tempo is a crap shoot). How can I learn this way though, and what control will I have? This is just what I was feeling, as the heaviness settled in more deeply. What have I learned? Patient - listening. In each measure, don’t play the next note until I know (and feel) what it is - take my time - don’t approximate. As I did this (not consciously, but perhaps God had enough of my slogging, or it was time to learn the lesson I would have already known, if I were a student (first) and not a teacher), I began to feel that, now (becoming) familiar internal “connection”. I was piloting the ship again. I can do this! Still need to work awhile to get comfortable and up to tempo - but, still, night and day (I am the one?). This is exactly what I would tell students to do, but even then, though the direction was correct, the first hand “insight” was missing. Too much emphasis on being a teacher and not a student. “Those who can’t do, teach”, they say, but not that they don’t understand (now, it seems), they just aren’t students (first). So, this sheds light - Those who “can’t do”, may truly understand, with fine insight - they just aren’t students. Again, now, listen to myself! I keep proving over and over that I know what I’m talking about. I am, though, a poor student, and a slow learner... It’s in the application - being a student and not a teacher. A student teacher. This means patient listening in what I’m doing now, and in all that I apply. In this I connect to God, and find purpose and fulfillment. Be a student now. What do I teach? What can I learn?"

2011-02-27T23:45:00.001-05:00

Many thanks to Pete Peterson, Bill Wallace, the Board of Directors of the Tri-State Jazz society, and all who came to the concert (second in this year's piano series) this afternoon. The venue was wonderful, the audience engaged and supportive, and the afternoon a joy. Lots of connection. It was a good day.

2011-02-19T22:16:00.001-05:00

The discipline of writing has always been a struggle. Rather than expand on the struggle itself, suffice for now to acknowledge the imposition of a writing discipline on myself precisely because it is difficult. Like practicing; it's much less effective if you devote that time to what you already can do. Social networking (Facebook, YouTube...) imposes even more of all this thru discussion threads. It's become like reading (for me); several books (at least) opened at once, as I bounce around between them. It all moves forward, just slowly (in any individual case). Here's an "in progress" thread, copied from the comments to my YouTube video for "Lessons for the Thoughtful Pianist - 1A - The Foundation, and Practice of Playing By Ear":

comment:
this is great, I am actually trying to learn to read music, people think that playing by ear is a "magical gift." Maybe by some point it is. But I remember working so hard at it as a teenager, and listening to Bach chorales on cassette in the kitchen with my ear mashed against the speaker, and running to the piano, and either yes I would get it, or no I wouldn't and have to go back to the cassette... it is definitely nothing magical ;-) and *not a little* frustrating... but learnable, for sure

reply:
Your comment is great, too :)
That nearly every toddler learns to verbally communicate before learning to read or write, simply by living in the environment where that happens should be all we need to know. Thanks!

comment:
Good point!! I do recall, before the more intensive ear training, that I got a tiny toy electric organ for Christmas when I was 7. I had no idea what it was good for and was so disappointed ;-) but I randomly started at the top note, a C, and with one finger I plunked my way down all the white keys in succession, and-- surprise, it sounded like "Joy to the World"!! Fitting song for Christmas day! THEN I got interested! but like you say that is a normal way to start ear training

reply:
This is interesting, as I received my second toy piano (this one with 2 octaves of real black and white keys) at 5, and remember plunking out Jingle Bells (first) with one finger. 45 years later, I’m still on that same path of growing in expression, and that’s what’s it’s about, right?

So now, the more I write (lessons), the more I write (discussion threads), the more I write ...

2011-02-11T12:47:00.002-05:00

This just knocked me out, as I was listening to it tonight. Gearing up for my concert for the Tri-State Jazz society in a couple of weeks, where the theme is stride piano (and it's continuing legacy). Though my history, lately I've been (doing my best to be) lunging away from any stylistic aganda in public performance. Now, it's kind of like "back in the saddle", sort of. Think I'll just keep listening to Fats. Can't go wrong here.

2011-01-26T17:17:00.001-05:00

After the concert last Sunday night at the Washington Grace Church of the Nazarene. I felt as warmly accepted and connected as could be, in an entirely African-American congregation. Also obvious was (is) God at work. The Pastor, in introducing me, read aloud a letter I had written a few weeks before, addressed to the church board. It wasn't intended for that purpose, and as such it felt somewhat out of place. Here is an excerpt:

"Thank you for the opportunity to come and present God’s (general) revelation at Grace Church in a few weeks. I am a Christian musician, and as such, one who strongly believes that all organized sound (just as anything else in God’s creation) is inherently revelatory, and God-glorifying. Being a full time performer for over 30 years, I have long ago reconciled the dilemma of what kind of music a Christian should be involved in: (which is) the highest substantive level possible. I do not believe that God is best served (or honored) by (simply) imitating the shallowness of (any) popular culture. Just as a preacher who is knowledgeable of the Word, and desires to spread it, that it may be used of God according to His purposes; the artist (in my understanding) can be confident that God’s creative wonder also “does not return to me void, but will accomplish the purpose for which I sent it”. Every day, both within and outside the (organized) church, I am blessed with opportunities to, both: connect with God in musical performance, and experience this connection shared with others. When performing in a church setting, I have the additional privilege to speak of these blessings, and openly proclaim God at the center of all of it."
Maybe I was also feeling the (especially familiar right now) sense of loss of control (over the presentation/circumstances). If my self-analysis is close here, than I'll go further, and assume that it was helpful. I have to let go, in order to hold on. Have journaled here, over the last few years, some of the journey of learning to get outside of myself/out of my own way. That's a work of God (grace).

2011-01-02T23:09:00.000-05:00

Ouch! Perhaps this is how Santa feels after Christmas. Perhaps someone should help him get up. As we were reminded in church today, this is the 9th day of Christmas, but now, of course, our culture has moved on. January 2, 2011 certainly suggests that we look ahead, and not back. I'm trying to learn a thrid way, though: to stand (be) still. Okay, so I have a short attention span, and it may be, at best, 2 minutes at a time. That works - in fact, the briefest encounter with stillness will unite us to the moment. And in the moment, is eternity.

2010-12-20T10:52:00.001-05:00

Meet "Fluffy Urban Snowball", our new family addition (Robbie's pet hamster). Ignore the cage, though (it's borrowed), FUS gets a new crib later this week (meaning the pet store is receiving a new shipment of cages). Yesterday ends the heavier holiday gigging clump, so this week things return to a better balance, and just in time, too! Looking forward to the pperformances coming up (check the schedule), along with having enough office time to deal with (at least some) things, and (most importantly) time to prepare for, and enjoy the Christmas season with my family. Yay!

2010-12-16T11:07:00.001-05:00

Meet Jay Heath. Had a really nice duo gig with him last night (corporate holiday party - the kind of thing that flies under the radar from public view, as many events do). Have known Jay for some time, but seldom perform with him (which can be said for the the vast majority of local musicians, as I've never sought to be well networked in this community, and most of my engagements are solo). My first real opportunity to stretch out with him, quickly leading to the realization that there is (at least some) common bond in how we go about connecting with the music (and each other). Honestly, I don't have (a strong) sense of this with too many musicians (which is meant to be a commentary on me being, it seems, out of the mainstream, in some regard, and not a deficiency in anyone else). One big difference between Jay and I, is that he made the (responsible and pragmatic) decision to put his horn down and "go to work", leading him (with his wife Denise) to open Middletown Music back in 2002 (voted Delaware's favorite music store, and for good reason. I always recommend them). I feel for Jay, as I understand the longing (need) to express one's self on whatever contraption we have learned to manipulate, but I respect him too, for allowing his feet to be brought near enough to the ground to do what makes sense (even if only to him). As for the playing; last night was the kind of experience that is generally a prelude to a growing artistic camaraderie. Am looking forward to where this may go. Of course, we both already have ideas ...

2010-12-07T10:33:00.000-05:00

Working on the finishing touches to my December newsletter. I kind of like how it starts off (as I am often uncreative and 'blah' at this point):

Christmas Time is Here

My favorite time of year. Hope it is a good season for you as well. I always look forward to it's coming (or put, another way, the only bad part about the Christmas season, to me, is that it has an end). This year, though, it's even better. As awareness and connection deepen from the piano, it remains with me when I stand up from the bench. If I didn't know it before, I now understand that the piano is where I learn: the desk at which I sit, as a student of creation, divine will, and purpose. Perhaps you will see a smile on my face more often these days. Awareness and connection will do that to a person, and, if not always a smile, a sense of serenity (easily lost, of course, the moment my feet touch the ground).

Hoping it's a happy season for you, and that you enjoy the tune.

2010-11-25T23:52:00.000-05:00

Among many other things, I'm thankful for where I live. Of course, hindsight is 20/20, and at the time, relocating to (south of) Chestertown (in Queen Anne's County) was more a providential move than a purposeful one. Providence, though, does point to purpose: purpose that may not be understood, but that can be trusted. The rooster crows at dawn, and the day is new.

2010-11-18T09:54:00.001-05:00

The time is come, in my path, to face (and embrace) one of those seasons of challenge, common to us all. Last week, on Monday, family concerns abruptly avalanched over my tenuous "structures", and redefined the landscape. The purpose of this entry is not to detail these challenges. We all face them (or we will). It is, rather, to plainly state what (hopefully) has been the foundation of my "understanding" (in all that I have written here, albeit often tacitly): that God is sufficient, and His plan is right. The "still small voice" is not an attainment, but rather, an eternal presence. It's always been my understanding (as I have shared in this public journal, now, over the years) that, as I mature in performance, I’m really learning life lessons, that apply everywhere. The mind of the artist is often complicated (particularly in the view of those blessed with feet that actually touch the ground), but I am blessed with the gift of (an ability to) trust, as I let go. As I have "re-entered life", over these last few days, I sense the scent of refining fire, and the evidence of grace. And that’s what it’s all about (Charlie Brown).

2010-11-07T22:00:00.000-05:00

To everything there is a season, and now the seasons change. Since my food court days (as "Picnic Pianist" in the Cherry Hill Mall for the better part of 11 years, beginning in the mid "80's), I have not pursued or performed "steadies", as many musicians do. Instead, my focus has been (and contiunes to be) on concert and stage opportunities (and for much of this time, until recently, a busy Music Therapy related schedule). This Summer, however, was different. Fridays in St Michaels, and Saturdays in Lewes with Shore Jazz - Sundays in Easton for solo Jazz Brunch, and roughly one (week)night a week on the cruise ship. Now, with the last cruise show this past Wednesday, the season is (essentially) closed. Remember (if you have kept up with this blog) Courtney and the piano scarf (see 8/6 post)? I was presented with the scarf this week after the season's last performance (for me). One upside of the schedule change is the opportunity to again attend the Sunday morning worship service at my church. Very happy to be back (in the pew, as a civilian) this morning. Very moving actually. Still much to do, and grateful for all the opportunities.

2010-10-28T20:55:00.001-04:00

While the trio continues to find it's voice, and gain a foothold, the solo path continues to grow as well. Having the chance to perform my "Spontaneous Joy" concert so many times for American Cruise Lines this Summer and Fall (in addition to the public shows) has given me the opportunity to get to know this space. One of my goals that is becoming realized, is the increased presence of Classical (theme) improvisation in these events. It has become very comfortable, very quickly. As the cruise performances (pictured above) wind down for the season, I'm looking forward to continuing on this path in concert performances (already on the books) at the Downs Cultural Center, Avalon Theatre, Darlington Arts Center, and others. Of course, I perform solo all the time, often several times in a day (the majority of my performances remain out of the public view). The real excitement for me is in the growth - not just in venue opportunities, but (especially) in the depth and breadth of expression. I feel the connection most everywhere I go now. What a blessing!

2010-10-18T21:56:00.005-04:00

The Joe Holt Trio.What about that? Less than a year ago, I determined it was time to make a move in order to gain access to performance opportunities not easily attainable for solo pianists, and assemble my own little group. Sure, we all put groups together from time to time and slap whoever's name to be politically expedient on them. This was different - a realization of an opportunity not only for access, but for rapport. Once in a while, the bell just goes "ding", and this time, I knew that (my longstanding friend and roommate from the Midiri touring group) Gary Cattley, and (the local drummer with the big heart and matching sleeve, with whom a deep camaraderie has developed) Mike McShane were the guys. We immediately put together the instrumental CD: "Happiness ... A Thing Called Jazz", and then a funny thing happened - we began working with vocalists. First, an unexpected opportunity to present concerts with Felicia Carter, then Beth McDonald tapping the trio for her new CD (Take It From Me) and release concert, then Karen Somerville connecting with us for a featured performance, and now Larzine, performing with the trio in concert, and last weekend in Rehoboth during the jazz festival. Hmmmm. Perhaps the camaraderie and connection between the three of us has indeed "taken". Perhaps these vocalists have felt this, and feel connected to us, and supported by us. Perhaps we're on to something ...

2010-10-16T12:27:00.000-04:00

Ducks in a row? Well, not exactly. Had no idea it's been nearly a month until I just sent out my October newsletter (in such a timely manner), and took a glance at this journal. Leaving in a few minutes on my way to Jazz Festival weekend in Rehoboth, and a performance with Larzine, and the trio at the Atlantic Sands (tonight and tomorrow), so this is just a quick check in. With 4 Facebook pages now, I guess this journal has slipped from my radar screen. Will work on that ...

2010-09-21T10:41:00.000-04:00

Meet Karen Somerville (pictured with someone who has lost all control of his hair and bow tie). If you've followed me for awhile (at least going back a few years), you'll remember a time when Karen and I performed together often (most memorable, perhaps, was our jointly billed concert at the Prince Theatre in 2006 as part of the Chestertown Tricentennial celebration. "Don't Go to Strangers" is posted on my joeholtsnotes YouTube channel from this show). Another "full circle" path here, and a wonderful evening performing with Karen (along with Mike, Gary, and Dave) for the Inaugural Gala for the installation of the new president of Delaware State University. Can only understand this, and most everything else I'm experiencing, as a deepening of the "connections" made as I make progress (even if baby steps), in learning to get out of my own way - with new "perspectives" I can't even begin to (effectively) verbally express (in time ...). Venturing into new "territory", and feeling good about where it is, and where it will go (in God's good plan). Bravo Karen (and Lester)!

2010-09-05T22:41:00.000-04:00

Another "Facebook find", actually from earlier this year. Tom Wade (Mr. Wade to me) was on the faculty of the music department of Glassboro State College (now Rowan University) during my undergraduate adventures, and for a time, was the music department chair. Safe to say, he was the teacher with whom I had the deepest rapport (also safe to say, that many others were blessed similarly). Many conversations remain embedded in my mind (and spirit). One, in particular, when I was seated next to Mr Wade in the recital hall while a guest (jazz) pianist was flexing his "vocabulary" on stage. He then coined the phrase "harmonic grandstanding", asking 'Where is the love in that?". Once we reconnected, Tom (I guess I can say that now, it's just weird) poked me with a few questions, and now we've picked right up, as if we hadn't left off (with a growing thread of e-mail exchanges exploring the spiritual dimensions of music performance). Now, though, with a few (?) more years (yeah, like nearly 30) of experiences, it becomes like an exchange of peers. Thinking about it, though, that's how it was "back in the day", and what, I'm sure, endeared Mr Wade to so many of us; he treated his students with respect and dignity (showing us the "love in that"). Best I can tell, his retirement is recent, as this picture (from a graduation ceremony) is dated as 2009. Now, time to get working (and thinking) on my response to his latest e-mail. Several years from now, maybe a book? :)

2010-08-19T09:38:00.000-04:00

Have a few weeks off the cruise boat now. Really enjoyed Tuesday night, and the solid connection and rapport with the passengers. One gentleman said afterward: "Did you know that the people are leaving younger than when they came in?" Cool! In these performances, and in general, I sense myself getting ever deeper (and more reliably) into that detachment place (where, as Kenny Werner puts it, you "observe yourself" playing). It's something that for all these years, I'd been going in the wrong direction (toward myself, rather than "away") to try to dig more deeply. I guess that when you dig, you get dirt! And, when you float away, you can swim in the clouds! When I finally began to understand that "concentration" is the barrier, and not the portal, the light began to stream into the room (of my space). Still many barriers remain, but finally, an opening; that I can reliably return to, time after time. Again - cool!

2010-08-13T09:10:00.000-04:00

Facebook is wonderful for finding old friends, and influential people. The other day I came across my high school band director (for 2 years, from 1974 to 1976), Paul Mayberry. I am not alone in appreciating his generosity and encouraging spirit, at a time in life when these things can be huge. Having a hard time being concise with my reflections here, so I'll keep it simple: Thank you Mr. Mayberry!

2010-08-12T09:08:00.000-04:00

Look on the right, and find a girl who spotted me taking her picture. Yesterday, Carol, Robbie, Charie (hiding), and I went to the New Candlelight Theater in Wilmington to see a production of The Wizard of Oz. We all really enjoyed it. My friend, Jim Conte (former music director of the Presbyterian Church of Chestertown) played the Wizard, which facilitated our knowledge of this theater, and show. It was very nice to just sit back and take it all in. Got to respect the hard work and dedication of these (and all) actors. Inspiring, really. We all strive and struggle (some of us more than others) to find our place/niche. If you read some of this blog, you may conclude that I am among them. Hope so. And among those finding their place in this world is the girl hiding in the picture above. She turns 18 today! (Lions and tigers and bears) Oh My!

2010-08-11T08:35:00.001-04:00

On board the "American Spirit", in Cambridge MD, after my show last night. Courtney (left) and Melissa (right) take good care of their guests, and have fun in the process. I'm happy to have this association now, with American Cruise Lines. It seems a perfect fit. Admittedly, though, this is one of those things that "just happens", apart from any purposeful intervention on our part. I would not have known about this opportunity, were it not for being placed by the Prince Theatre (when they were contracted to book the entertainment when the Spirit cam to Chestertown, for the first time, this summer). Certainly a "right place at the right time" deal. What makes a impression on me, though (and does continually), is the idea of being prepared for whatever is gurgling just underneath the radar screen. It seems that "auditions" (for whatever) probably happen more frequently than we are aware of, and, to successfully be at "the right place at the right time" does involve something deliberate and premeditated on our part - being ready. At the core, though, the hand and mind of God, understanding and orchestrating far more than we could ever begin to.

2010-08-10T10:06:00.000-04:00

In the spirit, I guess, of the multiple YouTube channels (only me, right), I've also branched out on Facebook. I like the potential for interaction and dialogue on the pages - similar to the idea of commenting on the blog, but more focused. With the (re-)launch of "Lessons for the Thoughtful Pianist", I opened a Facebook page, and before that, one for 'Stories Without Words". I suppose we now refer back to Monday's entry on this blog for perspective here :)
"Networking" is the "marketing tool" of choice for "little people" like me (and often, the only reasonable option). I'm enjoying getting the word out in this manner, and the back and forth of it all. If you haven't yet, check out my "Lessons for the Thoughtful Pianist", and "Stories Without Words" Facebook pages, and (if you are really behind the curve -smile-) my Musician page. Hope you "like" them.

2010-08-09T09:57:00.000-04:00

Monday morning, and time to organize my world. Good luck, perhaps. Actually, am feeling pretty good about this, from the perspective of personal growth. That's what it's all about, right? Growth, progress, awareness. It's probably fair to say that my brain approaches (near) continual overdrive compared to what some will call "normal" (you think?). Some of us (you know who you are) are routinely challenged by those not of our galaxy to "stop over-thinking". Years ago, I actually tried to apply that script. Now, it seems to me, that the path to clarity is through who we are, and not (necessarily) some societal median. It's been fun, in recent years, working toward "coralling" my inner workings, rather than suppressing. The problem, I've learned, is not in the "over-thinking, but the "over-expressing". Monophonic linear (verbal) expression is usually an insufficient documentation of a given moment in my brain. Stepping back, and summarizing whatever "big picture" I am observing, usually works well, as long as I remember to do it :)

2010-08-06T03:31:00.000-04:00

How cool is this? Last night (Wednesday - it's after midnight now) was my first trip down to Cambridge to meet up with the American Spirit (same ship and crew as when I met them in Chestertown) on their current route. I was greeted by Courtney (pictured) who displayed her "Joe Holt scarf" (if you look closely, you can see the piano keys). She'll be wearing it Tuesday (she told me) when I meet the ship again.

The shows for the passengers are "connecting" really well, and I'm (we're) having a lot of fun here. The environment is warm and comfortable, the guests are engaging and appreciative, and the staff is professional and friendly. Thanks to Melissa, who (thoroughly) takes care of everything for me, and to Courtney, for the nice surprise.

2010-08-01T19:46:00.002-04:00

The Inn at 202 Dover, in Easton MD. Having fun with the "Jazz Brunch". My "station" is on the far right of the building, with the dining rooms taking up the left, front to back. Found myself on that other side of the building on Monday night, as a customer. Carol and I had an amazing (only way to put it) dinner. Afterward, Ron was both gracious and generous with his time as Carol enjoyed leaning about the history of the building (also amazing), and the renovations (2 million dollars later). Today, though, back to "work". This week begins my performances on the American Spirit in Cambridge (MD), and (pushed back a few days for technical difficulties) the release of the next "Thoughtful Pianist" lesson. Hopefully will get the newsletter out before Friday, when we return to the Milton Theatre for "Happiness ... A Thing Called Jazz - Take 2". Need to hit the ground running in the morning.

2010-07-25T16:26:00.005-04:00

Happy 100th anniversary to the Boy Scouts!
A little personal reflection here. I was a reluctant Boy Scout, nearly 40(!) years ago. Some time back, I took one of those personality profile exams that explains everything (related to this): every preferred activity I selected was indoors. Not that I don't enjoy nature. It's just usually through a window. Despite this, my (career military) dad was forceful in his presentation of "finishing what I started". I suppose I might win the poll for "most unlikely to have earned the rank of Eagle Scout". To go even further out into left field, I made it at age 13 (2 years into "official" scouting, after 3 years in Cub Scouts and Webelos). I suppose it proves that I am capable of putting my mind to something, and getting it done. Of all the things scouting taught me, that's probably the biggest take-away.

2010-07-23T11:23:00.001-04:00

One thing that I haven’t done (to any real extent) for many years, is work the “steady” gig. Not that I’ve been (necessarily) opposed to it, but that my attention has been focused in other places. I made an exception to my own “rule” last year, when I initiated the discussion with Ron Mitchell at the Inn at 202 Dover (which eventually led to the Sunday Jazz Brunch). Then, John Ewart (pictured above, along with Mike McShane) put together a regular Saturday at Beseme, in Lewes, DE for the “Shore Jazz Trio“. Shortly thereafter, John landed a regular Friday at Rupert’s, In St Michaels (Mike usually books/manages the gigs, so this has been a fun, “left field” kind of thing). If you’re local to the area, check it all out! Looking forward to some good energy at Ruperts this evening!

2010-07-21T23:34:00.001-04:00

Have not done a good job of detailing all that's been going on. Will try, in the coming days, to play catch-up. Several continuing steadies, the Lessons program back on line, and many new opportunities. A most recent development is my retention by American Cruise Lines as a featured entertainer, now that the series of Chestertown stops have run their course. These concerts/shows have gone very well, and what I do (as an improvisational soloist) seems to be right "in the pocket" for this environment. Got to take Carol on board with me on the 4th of July (with a "technical difficulty" necessitating driving to Harve de Grace, MD), where we watched the fireworks from the top deck after my show (with the best view in town). Took Robbie for my last Chestertown show this past Sunday (the ride to the "American Spirit" pictured here), and we had a great time. Now, as the route (for the ship) changes, I'll be meeting her in Cambridge (MD) when she comes through (starting in a couple of weeks). Looking forward to spreading more "Spontaneous Joy". Thanks to Lucia Foster, the Prince Theatre, Nancy McGuire, and the Downtown Chestertown Association. We (and many others) worked together to create a first class experience for our guests (the great majority of which were experiencing Chestertown for the first time). Yay!

2010-07-12T01:00:00.000-04:00

Took this picture a few days ago, of the cornfield just up from my house. After a ridiculous amount of water over the winter (record snowfall), it had been seriously dry around here for a good while. Hadn’t mowed my lawn in weeks. That small convenience to me, however, represents a nightmare for many farmers, and others. Day before last, we got a brief, but substantive period of thunderstorms. Yesterday, the skies opened up, and we got some real rain, that we really need. Brings to mind the Biblical proverb I often think about: “Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the desire comes, it is a tree of life”. Going through my old (personal) journal entries today, and found this, from my pastor (Sara):

“Jesus is endlessly trying to free us from what doesn’t matter. To trust in God is to be willing to hang out with mystery. Whatever tomorrow brings, will always bring God with it.”. I have always believed that God “goes with me“. I also have carried a strong lack of confidence in my ability to (thoroughly) handle the matters of business and administration before me (even as I am confident in the effectiveness/validity/worthiness of the “product/service” I deliver). It’s been a long road (struggle), this “career/calling”. In the end (though, perhaps not at a particular given moment) my confidence in God (to succeed) exceeds my self-confidence (that failure is inevitable). This field represents my view of this, in that, with all the withered brown, some vital green remains. I’ve had, my entire professional career, this unusual (to “normal people”) ability to see the positive/possibility, over the obvious (to “normal people”) overwhelming problems/issues (often referred to as my “rose-colored glasses“). This field does not represent my view, however, in this (though I’m not a farmer, so I don‘t know for sure): I'm not confident for the green to overcome the brown, no matter how much rain we get now. The field is probably lost. For myself (and all who remain in hope), I believe in redemption. I can remain, and grow with the green. As times become even more uncertain, I can be genuinely optimistic about the future. So much has been going on, in my world (that I have been less than diligent in journaling here), and it remains, a wonder-ful ride.

2010-06-20T23:52:00.000-04:00

One of the fun things I get to do this summer, that you won't find on my schedule (because it's not an open/public event). Getting ready to board the "American Spirit", after a brief ride out from the dock in Chestertown. American cruise lines is a happening operation (so I've learned), operating smaller cruise vessels (roughly 100 passengers) for (often) weeklong domestic excursions. This summer they worked out adding Chestertown to their itinerary on about 1/2 dozen runs. Thanks to Lucia Foster (executive director of the Prince Theatre), I have the opportunity to "welcome" the overnight visitors with an entertainment program on board. Tomorrow the passengers will enjoy a tour of Chestertown in the morning, and then sail away around noon. We had a blast tonight, and I'm looking forward to the next one.

2010-06-15T23:56:00.004-04:00

This has been quite a couple of weeks, in the Holt household. Charie' is now a high school graduate (!), Joe, Jr (and Simone, pictured) paid a surprise (to Charie') visit for graduation weekend (everyone else was nervous that they were going to be the one to make the slip, and ruin the surprise, but no one did). Then right into the opening of Robbie's first "adult" stage production (dress rehearsal photo in character, as Noah Claypole), then, last night, Robbie's 8th grade advancement (welcome high school!). 2 more weekends of shows for Robbie (who is impressing everyone, notes the proud papa), otherwise, things are settling down a bit here. "Gigging" (for me) ramps up this weekend, and (thankfully) stays in gear for the rest of the summer. More on that soon. Papa is proud of Joe (who is making huge strides in his visual arts endeavors in NC), Charie' (now a college girl), and Robbie ("Consider yourself...well in...")!

2010-06-03T17:39:00.001-04:00

Now available!

Much of the excitement, momentum, and opportunity, over the last few months (and continuing) has been connected to my new trio. I think you'll agree (once you listen) that we we've created a "happy" vibe, with the new CD. There's lots to be happy about, actually. In my performing world, there are now 3 (separate) steady (weekly) engagements for the summer. Also some unique private performance opportunity (will probably be able to tell you more about that later), along with the usual. In addition to this summer being (in all likelihood) the busiest ever, there are numerous winding roads and paths that are poised to take me to new places in the fall (and beyond). Check out the new recording (and the increasing variety of live events, if you can make it). I think you'll walk away smiling.

2010-05-23T18:08:00.001-04:00

It's fun to watch your kids come into their own. Earlier this week, Charie' was awarded the "Presidential Scholarship" to Chesapeake College, and now gets a full ride (tuition and books) for 2 years. Yay (and whew!). This with 2 (p/t) jobs, dual enrollment (attending classes at both high school and college), All AP classes at the high school, a new boyfriend (hmmmm), and as much of a social life as she can manage. Sleep?

And, check out the handsome guy in the bottom photo. Robbie (now taller than me) and (long-standing) girlfriend (ouch, says the dad) Brandy, going to the Middle School (8th grade) "formal". Next year, high school for these two, F/T college (and who knows what else) for Charie', and more arts-related adventures for Joe, Jr (not pictured) in North Carolina. Very proud of my family.

2010-05-17T23:08:00.000-04:00

A busy week and weekend, the focal point being Beth McDonald's concert at the Avalon Theatre on Saturday night. Shhhhh... don't tell Beth I posted this :) The "green room" is not exactly near the stage, and feels about 6 floors down. If you would have asked Beth a year ago if she had any plans of performing again, she would have said "no" - while smiling at you. Actually, I think she knew that she wasn't "finished", she just wasn't making plans. When the Avalon Theatre reached out to Beth for a return engagement (originally scheduled for February, and cancelled by the blizzard), she had no show, no band, and still no plans - but she did say yes. What followed was a roller coaster ride that resulted in Beth hiring my band (after she hired other musicians on her own, along with me, for the February show, and I was the only one “standing” on the new date after the cancellation), and then, in literally a number of weeks, putting a new CD together of all original material (some of it written during the process). Suffice to say, we've been busy (as life, and numerous other projects, continued while we all scurried around trying to nail this down). What emerged from all this was a solid camaraderie, a genuine team effort, a wonderful new CD ("Take it from Me"), and a performance that warmed the hearts of all who attended. Beth is back - but don't ask her about her plans. If you do, she'll probably smile at you...

PS - Beth - If you found this, take comfort in knowing that this blog is among the lesser travelled "Joe Holt" pages on-line, and be glad I didn't post the photo on Facebook :) Well, now that I think about it, I could post a link...

2010-05-10T23:29:00.000-04:00

Yeah, today. It turns out that small town living made the cake more special. Apparantly no (anywhere nearby) bakery was to be found open on a Monday. Rather than start with a day old cake on my birthday, Charie' picked out a supermarket cake today. The only problem was the choice between a cake with a pink border, and (this) one with a "flower". With a little creative decorating (by Charie') around the flower, it turned out pretty well, don't you think?

2010-05-03T12:10:00.002-04:00

Yesterday, at the brunch gig, I told Ron (innkeeper) that “restaurant gigs” are not what I’m interested in perusing (as a solo pianist). When it seemed appropriate, however, to consider such an ongoing presence (in my general area), I landed on “The Inn at 202 Dover” as the only destination (in my awareness) that worked for me (Dave Ross and I have played at the Inn for New Year's Eve the past couple of years - and some months ago, I approached the owners with my thoughts). Actually, it more than works - it’s perfect. The Inn is a beautifully restored mansion in Easton, MD, where Ron and Shelby Mitchell have channeled their love for art, beauty, and elegance, and share it (and themselves) with all who visit. The first floor contains the dining room (more spacious than you would think), kitchen, conservatory, and other “nooks and crannies”, including the parlor in the front corner of the Inn where Ron’s grand piano lives. On Sunday mornings, it becomes my “station”, where I now (also) have the opportunity (in the spirit of the Inn) to share my love for art and beauty, as best as I can express it. The music makes it’s way subtly (but noticeably) into the dining room. After a delightful meal, you can make your way (subtly or not; your choice) into the parlor, and relax for a while on the comfortable sofa (and stump me with all your requests I’ve never heard of - hopefully not). I’m sure you will find the Sunday Brunch a refreshing experience, the next time you find yourself in the neighborhood.

2010-04-28T23:23:00.004-04:00

Since I’m posting video, I just came across this today. Was aware that someone with a camera recorded portions of the “Women Helping Women” concert in February at the Prince Theatre - and here’s the proof. Melissa McGlynn can be found often on the local stages, and she has a presence all her own. This is fun to revisit (as it was fun to play), as I seldom find myself in situations doing tunes like this. The problem is not that I can’t (which I hope is obvious), but just that I have been (almost) ridiculously underexposed to pop/contemporary music culture at many times and places in my life. When I find myself on something other that a jazz/standards gig, it often happens that I (alone) will encounter songs for the first time, that everyone else in the room could sing in their sleep. This one I had at least heard before (though never played). Also - I like playing solo piano and demonstrating that you don’t always need a rhythm section :)

2010-04-26T22:02:00.004-04:00

The first video in a 4 post playlist from the Milton Theatre concert: "Happiness ... A Thing called Jazz" (click through to the video, and read the description for the link to the playlist). Seems like a long time ago, as so many things are spinning around. It was a very successful evening, and it's sure that we will be able to keep this concept going. Right now, the focus of attention (or, perhaps, rising to the top of the many ongoing) has become the Beth McDonald concert at the Avalon Theatre on 5/15. Devoted a good part of the day to a rehearsal and (dinner) meeting with Beth, Mike, and Gary. Putting the finishing touches on what will be, for sure, another wonderful evening - some of it very different from the aformentioned concert - but every bit as strong. It's an exciting time, really - a time to keep the "catcher's mitt" handy.

2010-04-18T02:18:00.000-04:00

Just got home (a little after 2AM now) from the "Happiness ... A Thing Called Jazz concert at the Milton Theatre. To repeat my Facebook Fan Page post - "What a great time at the Milton Theatre concert! Fabulous playing (and singing) on stage, and a great connection with a wonderful audience. Not used to using so many superlatives, but just getting home (now 1:59AM) after a great gig - that's how I feel. Thanks to all! PS - Should be posting some video in the next few days." Looking forward to watching the video, and enjoying the great playing from my friends on stage. Will let you know when I post some. Better get some sleep - want to be "perky" for the Brunch gig at "202 Dover" tomorrow :)

2010-04-17T00:00:00.001-04:00

Last Sunday, the "Jazz Brunch" that was expected to begin months ago, began, suddenly. Or, practically so, with a week's notice. The Inn at 202 Dover (in Easton MD, not Dover) is a lovely destination, with a beautiful piano (the owner's) in the parlor. The acoustics are such that the sound carries well throughout the entire first floor (which includes the dining room). The Brunch will need a little time to latch on to people's awareness, and plans, but we're hopeful for an upward trend beginning Sunday - actually, not tomorrow, as the clock hit midnight just before I clicked "publish". Speaking of tomorrow, this is one of those circumstances (that I'm sort of getting used to) where there is a concert with soft advance ticket sales. Last time this happened to us at the Milton Theatre (where the Joe Holt Trio headlines the show this weekend), we maxed the house. In other words, Joe, over the next 2 days, prepare for anything.

2010-04-04T15:57:00.000-04:00

Happy Easter!

Don't know where to start, but to say these last few weeks have been among my busiest, and most productive. The load is lightening, a bit, as my participation on Beth's McDonald's CD project is now completed, and the new "Joe Holt Trio" CD: "Happiness...A Thing Called Jazz" is almost ready for production. Sustained "stillness" has been more difficult to capture lately. This (places/moments of stillness) is at the top of my agenda list (yes, that's a silly statement) today. Toward the conclusion of worship this morning, I was finding a quieter place, which I need.

2010-03-15T10:23:00.000-04:00

It is well established in my nature to be blinded (at times) to the red flags of practicality. I’m a dreamer; born, perhaps, with (metaphysical) rose-colored glasses attached to my head. Even thru those lenses, however, reality eventually becomes unavoidable.

Yesterday was the last broadcast of “Joe Holt’s Notes on the Radio” (at least for now - in it’s current form). Because it was a decision I made after recording the show for 3-14, it’s not mentioned on the program (but will be noted on the website, where most hear it). This was a concept I’d had for many years, and when shown by Norman Satchell (who still hosts a jazz show on Monday nights on WNJC1360am in South Jersey) how I could make it happen, I went for it, beginning in Feb, 2006. After about a year later I added WKDI840am, in Denton MD, soon thereafter, dropping the NJ station, and focusing on making connections thru the website archive. The vision I had, of using media to facilitate increased connections and a larger audience, really took hold when I began posting on YouTube, in June of 2007. It became quickly apparent that video posting was accomplishing my objective (though “vision” may be a better word. Sometimes I am anything but objective), much more so than radio. Nonetheless, I soldiered on, aided by 2 wonderful friends: Rob Hilty (show engineer), and Mike McCoy (station manager at WKDI. Eventually, though, the “red flags of practicality”, even if not seen thru the rose lenses, eventually announce their presence, as they wrap themselves around your ankles (this exercise of tripping over one’s self is avoided by most “sighted” people). What will happen (in this regard) beyond the present is out of my view. What is evident today, though, is the continued leading of God, and ongiong rapport with exceptional people.

2010-03-14T21:03:00.001-04:00

Here's a guy who's all heart, at the end of a long day, after a gig on which we worked hard (making the gig successful). Mike McShane is my hero. I think it's fair to say that over the last couple of years, Mike and I have learned, each from the other. It's not unlike the experience I had from 2003-2006 when I worked on staff (as Worship Arts Director) at a church with (Pastor) Jonathan Mills. Two people, having arrived at a similar place, from different directions/experiences/paths, growing from that starting point to a bond of vision, and purpose. Does this sound too lofty a description for a couple of "jazz guys"? This is a "calling" for us, you know (artistic drive is either that or a disease), and we take it seriously. Any sense of loftiness can evaporate quickly, though, when you consider that this is (also) how we put food on the table. Mike's a real-world guy, who knows how to get it done. The more we collaborate on both sides (the music and the business), the clearer that is to me. We're working on a lot (music and business) together (with more seeming to come at us all the time), and I'm happy for that. The next time you see that "Shore Jazz" is gigging at Bethany Blues (or anywhere else), you should come, and check out what I'm talking about. Thanks, Mike!

2010-03-11T23:53:00.003-05:00

Pre-show prep (w/ Beth McDonald) for the annual "Women Helping Women" fund-raising concert at the Prince Theatre (Chestertown) last evening. Was privileged to (again) serve as "musical director" for the performance (Sue Matthews was the Executive Producer) - which included all the top (women) stage performers from the area. The show was a smashing success, in every regard. Personally, I am often most comfortable in the role of accompanist, making the connection with the performer, in collaborative support. I think it's fair to say that we all were comfortable, and very pleased with the evening. This was my 3rd appearance on this stage in 5 days, including my solo concert - "Spontaneous Joy" - on Saturday (more about that later). Speaking of concerts, looking forward now to the "breakout" show for the "Joe Holt Trio", at the Milton (DE) Theatre, on April 17th. Things continue to fall into place, including Beth McDonald "regrouping" for her rescheduled concert at the Avalon Theatre (May 15th), and hiring my trio (personnel) for her core band. Working now on a new "Joe Holt Trio" CD to release at the Milton on 4/17, and a new - all originals - CD for Beth to be available for her 5/15 show. Good stuff!

2010-03-04T18:35:00.000-05:00

Still working on that catching up thing. A busy couple of days ahead, which I'm really looking forward to. In addition to my solo concert at the Prince Saturday night, I'll be having a CD release party (of sorts) across the street at The Compleat Bookseller the night before (Friday/tomorrow) from 5-7pm (in conjunction with "First Friday"). Some weeks ago, I got the idea that a bookstore would be an interesting, if not appropriate "venue" to offer my new "Stories Without Words" CD. After approaching Lanny at the Bookseller, I'm persuaded that appropriate may indeed be the word. Here's the blurb from their website:

"CD Release Party

March 5 - 5-7-p.m. CD release party for Joe Holt's newest "Stories Without Words." Joe will be playing live and in person as we celebrate the release of his newest CD - a collection of improvisations that are nothing short of musical poetry. Join us."

7 CDs, and have never done anything like this. Should be fun!

2010-02-25T23:34:00.000-05:00

Back to "reality". Completed the drive home late Tuesday evening. Took this picture on Wed afternoon at a retirement community, after completing my visit for the day. My jacket had a vacation for a few days, which is now over. A successful trip, all considered. Now, lots to catch up on...

2010-02-21T16:22:00.000-05:00

Okay- if you read the last post - as Robbie would say: FAIL! Also (if you read the last post), you can't help but notice the contrasting pictures (Delray Beach, Fla above). Some challenges getting down here, but, ultimately, everything worked out just fine. Started Wednesday night in North Carolina, where it was very nice to be (and perform) among friends. Last night, the Seacrest Presbyterian Church in Delray Beach, and (soon) tonight, the Lake Worth First Church of the Nazarene. Making new friends, and re-establishing old connections. Grateful for the opportunities.

2010-02-15T23:51:00.002-05:00

After some major sidetracking from two big time snowstorms, leaving nearly 5 feet of snow in a weeks time (a record by far. This is eastern Maryland, not northern Alaska, or some mountain ski resort), my gigging life is returning to normal (even as I hold my breath). My (newly formed) trio worked 3 nights this past (Valentine's) weekend, at the Kitty Knight House, and it was a great experience. We're 3 guys, each with strengths and weaknesses, learning what works for us. My "suspicions" that we could (first) find common ground in the "Erroll Garner bag" were proved accurate in the 2 or so hours we spent "getting acquainted", a few weeks ago (click here for video). This past weekend was our next (and a significant) opportunity to explore the boundaries of all this. What we are all left with is the sense of a very "healthy" situation, both musically, and personally. For all of the dysfunctional (frankly) situations I've found myself in (as a sideman) over the years, this one (at the outset) stands in contrast. Gary and Mike are good guys, good players, and good friends. I'm looking forward to what the future (or, as I am inclined to say, "providence"), has in store. Speaking of the future, I leave in the morning for my driving trip to Florida (2 concerts in Fla, and one in NC on the way). As in the past when on the road, I'll try to check in often (daily if possible). Enjoying the new adventures.

2010-02-08T23:58:00.001-05:00

Crazy, huh? Six weeks after the "Blizzard of '09", comes the "Blizzard of '10" - except, this was bigger. Nearly 3 feet of snow in some areas. On Thursday (the day before the storm came), the Avalon Theatre postponed Beth McDonald's concert for Saturday. To my understanding, this is the first time they've ever cancelled a show 2 days out (now rescheduled for May 15). Turns out it was the correct call. Few attempted anything on Saturday, but to take in the spectacle (beauty), and hope the power stayed on. Pictures above were taken Sunday and Monday in (pseudo-)chronological order. Know what's even crazier? An even stronger storm is coming tomorrow (though somewhat/slightly less accumulation is expected. This most recent event was actually 2 consecutive storms: a wild Nor'easter, and decent sized follow up, with no break in between). Needless to say, gigging may become (even) more complicated.

2010-01-28T23:59:00.004-05:00

OK, this never happens. Actually it does, but seldom. I zip down this (pseudo-back) road often, seldom (consciously) paying mind to the railroad tracks. I sometimes call the Eastern Shore of Maryland (especially in the Chestertown area, where I live): "instant Iowa" - just add water (of which the Chesapeake Bay provides plenty). Very close to "Megaloplis", on one hand, very far removed on the other (owing to the aforementioned water). You can see that this is one of these rural crossings: no lights, bells, gate. It's also a 50mph speed limit. After the moment it took my brain to connect that - “yes, it really is a (12-15 car) train“, I just stopped the car and stared (no hurry, no one behind me). I could imagine me (or someone) spacing it, and plowing into the train. There are many opportunities to acknowledge (God's) providence (however we may imagine it constructed). Also, sometimes it’s nice to just stop and stare.

2010-01-26T20:18:00.001-05:00

The morning after (there’s got to be one).

Stopped in to Wesley Hall, at Heron Point, in Chestertown (the atypical experience of having a performance venue in my town), after presenting music to the Health Center residents this morning. The piano has been moved back to it’s station after my concert last night. In that performance, as well as the Central Baptist Church event (this past) Saturday night, the (new) broader presentation of improv was, in my mind, successfully launched. An “unintended consequence”, so to speak, of all this is the juggling act of fitting everything in. In addition to performing jazz and popular standards, I’ll now present classical theme improv (ideally several selections), plus, at least one selection (from transcription) from “Stories Without Words”, a free improv, and the “A.D.D. Improv” (all in the same concert. Maybe A.D.D. best describes the entire evening, at this point). This is a new place for me, in exploring all the “realms”, and integrating them in performance. Looks like my mission for 2010 is to learn the landscape. The possibilities are intriguing, and exciting.

2010-01-19T23:25:00.000-05:00

Many "tracks" at once - all of them good. I last performed with Beth at the Prince Theatre in 2006, at the release performance for her first CD: "Only Forever". I'm privileged to return to the stage with Beth at the Avalon (her return performance following her "Peggy Lee" show, in 2008). She's put together a new band (with a couple of old faces), sharing, this time, more of her original songs, in addition to some of her favorite standards (and more Peggy Lee). Check back with my schedule from time to time. It's getting interesting...

2010-01-12T08:53:00.004-05:00

This is cool - a review of Danny's new CD: "Cheerful Little Earful", in the most recent "New Jersey Jazz Society" magazine. Had fun recording this last year in Gary's home studio. Speaking of Gary: he, Mike McShane ("Shore Jazz"), and I are getting together (rehearsing) later today to "initiate" the (new) "Joe Holt Trio". For all my blathering about pursuing the solo career; the importance of relationships, and the connection between musicians is (hopefully) not lost on me. Am looking forward to where this will go (already gigging in my area in Feb. Will get it on the posted schedule in the next day or so)! Stay tuned...

2010-01-10T12:43:00.000-05:00

I know, I know, it's over! I just don't let it go easily. It was a funny (kind of) scene at the Philadelphia Protestant Home on Thursday night. As I was performing in the Social Hall, the Christmas trees on either side of the stage were being deconstructed. This picture, taken after the concert, was of the tree behind me (the direction I was facing seated on the piano bench). For most of the performance, however, I watched the tree in front of me slowly evaporate - from lavish decoration to empty space. Why me? How many times have I said: "The only part of Christmas I don't like, is that it ends"? So, that evening, I felt akin to Charlie Brown and his comment on getting it rubbed in (in his case, finding no Christmas cards in his mailbox.): "Rats! I know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to emphasize it?" Actually, it's okay. I got to make light of it during the program (and tell my favorite Santa claus story one final time). The nice lady was just following orders (questionable as they were to coincide with a piano concert). Fortunately for me, I'm under no such pressure at home to move on. My wife, Carol, insists the Christmas tree remain in place until at least her birthday (later this week). Even then we'll be in no hurry. Not that I'm "living in the past", or "afraid to move on", though. In fact, 2010 is shaping up, in multiple respects, to be (potentially) the best year of my career. Looking forward to the opportunities ahead...

2009-12-31T12:02:00.002-05:00

This past Saturday night, I took a(nother) "social networking" plunge, and opened a Facebook fan page. Taking this opportunity to organize my thoughts (no easy task), I determined to represent my "calling" as I now see it. Was able to get the following uploaded from my mind (again, no easy task). As it turns out, this represents a "manifesto" of sorts for 2010 (and beyond), in my (Facebook fan page) biography field. As such, I wanted to share it here also:

"In a few months, I'll turn 50, when some say "life begins" (50 being “the new 40”). It may be particularly true with respect to the next “phase” of my career. I have always been a full-time performing pianist; identifying, and identified, most strongly with “stride piano” and “classic” jazz, since my teenage years. Discoveries, personal/spiritual realizations, and a deepened confidence and “connection” to creative expression, have brought me to a new place. With, it seems, a wider-angle lens, I now survey a landscape with new features to explore, and possibilities to entice. From here I travel a broadened path, or perhaps multiple paths together. Not to forget “where I come from”, but to (purpose to) more fully embrace “who I am” (and who, I’m discovering, I have always been). Most important, I’ve learned, - in countless lessons, that it’s not about me. Among the “game changers”:
-The realization (working the Showboat Casino in AC in the mid-‘80s), that I make music to facilitate connections of service to others.
- The acceptance of service to others as a “calling”, symbolized by attaining a certification as a Music Therapist (MT-BC), several years later. Working on developing an “others” focus (admittedly, at times, very imperfectly), set the stage for the big “epiphany”:
- Understanding music making as, in essence, a Spiritual discipline.
This understanding allows all the aforementioned ‘burdens” of performance, connection, and service, to be removed (or, at least, loosened). Making the “connection”, is (now seen as) to lose my self (focus) and trust that which is “outside” of me. My friend, Bruce Kaminsky, is known to say (among many other “proverbs“): “That two people can make music together is proof of the existence of God“. If I am to touch another (musician with which I perform, of listener to which I perform), who is doing the “touching“?
Throughout the evolution of all this, my view has been through the lens of Christianity, or, as I would lean to characterize it now, a “Christian Spirituality”. As this evolution could be characterized (in this, and in my life as a whole), as a loosening of the grip on “agendas” (self-focus, and control), there is, underlying it all, a trust in God to “do the work”, and to “get it right”. In performance, what is most important to me is that the music touches you. If that is so, I’m comforted, and emboldened in the understanding that this is, ultimately, not my doing (in the larger, Spiritual sense).
Though I continue to perform with other musicians (both as a “sideman” and with my own trio), my main focus is to continue to deepen my “connection” (to the artistic expression, and to you) as a soloist. You will find, on my public schedule, an increasing array of opportunities to “journey with me”. From event to event, the emphasis may change on the titles performed, but not on the “process”. In addition to the “classic” standards I am known to perform, expect to encounter (depending on the nature of the event) - improvisation on classical pieces and themes, popular song, hymns, freely improvised original compositions, and the embracing of my own artistic uniqueness (most notably, the “A.D.D. Improvisation”).
Freely improvised pieces are a recent addition to my public expression, and can be heard on the new CD release: “Stories Without Words“. To explore further, visit http://joeholtsnotes.com
Thanks for visiting my Facebook page. I look forward to keeping in touch!"

As well as here. Happy New Year everyone!

2009-12-27T23:55:00.001-05:00

Returned to the Presbyterian Church of Chestertown sanctuary late this afternoon to spend a little time practicing the organ. It is truly heart-warming (for me) to have the opportunity to attend worship that is God-focused, especially at Christmastime. My cell phone camera does not do justice to the stained glass cross patterns, and the dimming daylight hides the cheerful warmth of the service this morning. I wonder, sometimes, how Christmas in our culture sustains itself, with (seemingly) so few placing emphasis on it's traditional meaning. Attending worship at Christmastime (Christmas Eve, and Christmas Sunday) is far from a ritual, or an obligation, for me. It is essence. I am where, I believe, I should be. Have been a "civilian" in church (a "regular guy" in the pew) for several years now, and it's a happy place.

2009-12-23T08:17:00.002-05:00

Time to troll the stores for a final pass, open to ideas and inspiration. Robbie had an idea: “If this were a boom box, I’d be totally gangster”. He enjoyed the fuzzy pillow. As I pause to think about it, this strikes close to what it’s all about (Charlie Brown - I just had to do that): Finding joy and contentment, in a (given) moment. Connecting with the expression around us. Linking sensory awareness to our deeper places. Among the many reasons I am proud of all my kids (my family), right up at the top is what I might call “arts awareness”. Creativity is not wanting in our home. In this regard, I feel like a “successful” parent. Colors, shapes, sounds - beyond yes/no, black/white, on/off. Perhaps now (pausing to think again), the real success is the balanced navigation of all of it. Finally, Robbie’s quote of the day (speaking to me): “Aren’t you glad they named coffee “Joe”, and the toilet “John”? Stand up comedy may be in his future (seriously).

2009-12-21T00:10:00.002-05:00

Wow! A record breaking (nearly 2 feet of) snow! Came in the night before last and lasted thru early this (Sunday) morning. So far no one is going anywhere. Had a harrowing experience at the onset of the storm (before it really kicked in, thankfully) driving home from a gig near Ocean City MD. What would normally be about a 2 hour drive took nearly 6 (!), and was truly a "white knuckle" experience. Was thankful to make it home. Now, it's a happy time! Pictured above: a beautiful snow scene, my lost car, Robbie going to find it (my car), and Charie' preparing to "frolic".

2009-12-14T09:45:00.001-05:00

(click on the above image to enlarge)

Received this the other day (letterhead cropped). I've known Linda since, probably, 1994, when I began "targeting" Senior communities for musical presentations (leading soon thereafter to a certification as a Music Therapist). She has, though the years, been a wonderful encourager and friend. Linda, at a deeper level than most, has always seemed to “get it”. Not because (I suspect) that she would consider herself a “jazz” fan (at least, exclusively), but that she is genuinely touched by the work, and movement of God around her. This is not to aggrandize myself as being in some special category. Rather, this is (more) validation, to me, of the connections music makes, which I interpret as being on a spiritual level. Her kind note also encourages me in the plunge toward a broadening and deepened expression. The cool part is that I’m just getting started. As the latest CD (“Stories Without Words) gains traction and (hopefully) generates cash flow, other projects are already prepared to document the continued evolution. 2010 looks to be the year that opportunities for solo (concert) performance expand, and gain the majority of public presentations. Not to diminish collaborative efforts, though. There’s some really cool stuff happening on that side as well. More about that later. For now, a big thank you to Linda, and an invitation to all to check out “Stories Without Words” (note: From this point forward, through the end of the year, all CD orders will be shipped priority mail. Orders placed by Monday 12/21 should arrive in time for Christmas).

2009-12-01T10:49:00.000-05:00

In the green room at the Milton Theatre just before hit on Saturday night. Pictured from left to right, Dave Schiff, Mike McShane, John Ewart (Holly Lane not pictured - just her purse). This was a wonderful (and intense) evening and experience, on many levels. The time was right for this to happen. I have been with "Shore Jazz" (Mike, Holly, and John) for about 3 years, during which time personal, professional, and artistic rapport has grown. I've known Dave (always enjoying the opportunities to gig together) for many years, and with his recent move to lower Delaware, he has enthusiastically jumped on board. Due to an unusual circumstance at the theatre, we put this concert on the schedule with less than a month's lead time. Not cool, generally, unless you have performers with a long history of connection to the "neighborhood" (excluding me - I'm a "commuter"), and the drive and commitment of Mike McShane, who made the highly improbable (under the circumstances) happen: a sellout house. We gave a strong performance (with some exceptional moments), and the audience returned the love. New opportunities are now on the horizon for the group, both at and beyond the Milton. I'm happy to be a part of it.

2009-11-12T19:46:00.000-05:00

Hands are doing better, but not entirely. Still have some swelling, and discomfort, so will be seeing my family doctor tomorrow. Things are going the right way, though.

Lots going on, which, during the week generally includes music therapy related work in senior nursing/assisted living facilities. The last 3 days have been rather full in this regard. In one facility in DE, I enjoy seeing, each month, a friend/”fan” who is 101yrs old (!) Sharp as anything, and fun to talk with. This week, I met another centenarian in the same center (just turned 100 last month). After showing me her citations from the state government, and the White House, she recalled a question asked on her birthday: “To what do you attribute your longevity?” She replied, simply, “Hard work, and good food”. She then went on to define this in her own experience, centering around the farm on which she grew up. Hard work, and good food - sounds too simple, until you realize it makes more sense than anything. Makes me realize - not too simple, rather our lives have become much too ….

2009-11-07T23:40:00.002-05:00

Have noticed a little sore spot on my right hand the last couple of days, but thought little of it. Late last night (after my gig) felt some increasing soreness. This morning, began noticeably swelling. Seems things like this happen on a Saturday, which allows us to keep in touch with our friends in the ER. Upon leaving the house, I was aware the two possibilities were stress fracture, and some kind of infection. The latter was the definite best option, for obvious reasons, which turned out to be the diagnosis, thankfully. Yes, kind of sore, but not enough to keep me from practicing after visiting the pharmacy :)

2009-11-02T22:22:00.002-05:00

It's been so long, it's hard to know where to start. If I have to pick something, though, this (video post above) is probably it. It's been an intense time, personally and professionally. Not bad intense, though. Intense with emotion, uncertainty, possibility, promise, and, holding it all together, the certainty of trust in the hand of providence. Guess I really am a believer in "dynamic tension"(something I've been thinking about a lot lately, actually).

My feelings have been all over the map about my new CD: "Stories Without Words", but when my objective lens takes over, it remains a consistent view. This is my first (major) step (perhaps better, lunge) away from the security of imposed structure, to embrace a deeper part of myself that I have been learning to come to terms with. Over the years, I have been continually struck with a common "theme": that my improvisation often struggles to exactly fit in the "jazz box", especially when others are defining it. My ideas are seldom the intricate weavings of architecture, fitting the agenda of a finely tuned "jazz vocabulary", creating within a predetermined structure. As this, however, describes much of the "jazz view", I've often struggled, sometimes touching the deeper places, sometimes mired in "constipation". Known for "creative bursts", but not a consistent presence. What am I, then? What I've always known I am: a conceptualist. But what does it mean? I'm learning. Learning that I've often been tangled in "vocabulary", instead of drawing the "shapes" I instinctively feel. Learning that what I "know" often gets in the way. Learning to "know" differently. This new CD (illustrated by the video post of one of the twenty tracks) is but a baby step. Not a step away from anything, though, except my own roadblocks. Thanks for continuing to follow my journey. I believe in it now, perhaps more than ever. "Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen". "Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but when the desire comes, it is a tree of life". "Trust...."

2009-10-07T16:37:00.003-04:00

Sitting in the Panera Bread in Easton MD, between events, in the quiet between (the normal person's) lunch and dinner. Have enough of a break that I am hopeful to make significant progress on the October newsletter this afternoon. Have been informed today that yet another senior community is cutting back on my schedule (and, in fairness, this is happening across the board, as the pendulum has swung hard against existing activity budgets). This actually brings me to a good place, as it seems that the landscape may be just beginning to portray what may around the corner/bend that I am just beginning to enter. A significant chunk (but not, by a long stretch, all) of my enthusiasm is related to the new CD that will be released next week: "Stories Without Words". It is so different from anything else I've released, that I still don't know what to think about it with any objectivity. The biggest consideration, right now, is how well this recording will connect with those who hear, and to what extent this will move me beyond (add to, not replace) the older adult demographic. It really seems that it is time. Also, this morning, I was hit (pleasantly) hard with the sense that increased (solo) touring is also just around this bend. I can see it being nearly time for this as well. When Joe, Jr (my oldest) was very young (and the only child - now he is 20, with 2 younger siblings), Carol and I would put him in the car, and travel for up to 2 weeks at a time, often driving out to concerts in the Midwest. Today's realization also reminds me how much I/we enjoyed that, and would enjoy it again. There is, now, a weekend of concerts (2 churches so far) in southern Florida in later Feb, next year. Will see what else can be tagged on. If you find later, this described as a "winter tour", that means I probably succeeded. Lots of cool stuff is already planned. In the coming days and weeks, my posted schedule will reflect these new opportunities. Time to start typing...

2009-10-02T23:57:00.003-04:00

Another weekend for "Triumph of Love" at Church Hill Theatre. The orchestra catches some fresh air during intermission. From left to right: Trevor, Ian, Rebekah, Ron (sorry for the bad angle), and Jarvis. All excellent musicians, to a person, meaning that everyone pulls their own weight, and - we rock (actually a broad stylistic diversity that we authentically create)! Steve (Arnold - our grand poobah) will remind us that no one buys a ticket to the theatre to hear the orchestra. I'd say that's essentially true - as he says this to illustrate our role of support, rather than to draw attention away from the stage (except for our exit music, where we do assemble a little "crowd" on our side of the house, which will acknowledge us - which I take as recognition of a job well done, over the entire show). It's fair to say that we are providing fine support to an equally fine cast, and performance. Our crowds have been a little light thus far, but that's to be expected, at least initially, as this is a more contemporary, less familiar show to many. The word is spreading, though, and those who heed the word will be treated to a great show. Our local arts reviewer agrees: http://churchhilltheatre.org/content.php?sec=nws&pg=news6 Better show up soon, before it's too late! We run through 10/11, and reservations are always recommended, especially for a final weekend.

2009-09-25T13:53:00.001-04:00

Up and running, at Church Hill Theatre: "Triumph of Love". click on the link, and then click on "CHT to open Triumph" under "...in the news", to get the scoop. This is a fun and entertaining production. Can't look up (yet) as often as I would like (still "white-knuckling" it through parts of the piano score...wrong note?...who?...), but really enjoying what this talented cast has created. So appreciative of our fine musicians (to a person), and how we have brought the score to life (in spite of some dubious conducting)! This is my second year teaming up with Steve Arnold (director) and (in my opinion, at least) it is magic - again. Hope you can come!

2009-09-24T23:58:00.002-04:00

Back in the (portion of my) "world" that is largely out of the public view. Over the last few years, I have shifted my energies away from networking in this realm (and am now focusing on promoting and securing public "Piano Improvisation" concerts). Nonetheless, a significant portion of my daytime activities remain devoted to working with seniors as a music therapist. This will always remain much of the most fulfilling work I will ever perform. In nursing homes/health care communities I spend some of my time in one to one visitation with residents (often selected because they are too ill to participate in group activities). Each community maintains a documentation book for me, and today I walked into a facility in Atco NJ to find Nancy (the Activities Director) had reworked my book. Though a coincidence, I still found it amusing that the "Joe Holt's Notes" concept has now followed me into the nursing home. Actually, it's all music "therapy", really, and very much so for me (ultimately) as well.

2009-09-19T16:16:00.001-04:00

Returned to the Melwood Church for the third time this year for "An Evening of Disney". Was later pointed to this (above photo) situated on the piano. You never know :) Put a post up on YouTube, for a little flavor of the evening:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cDTjIsB0jVw
There is much buzzing around here, and I've been less than stellar (or even mediocre) at maintaining many disciplines. I'm still here, and still playing - a lot.
God remains (always) at work.

2009-08-21T10:36:00.002-04:00

Some years ago, I finally threw out my (old and well worn, but still functional) Organmaster shoes (the standard for classical/pipe organ pedaling). I resigned the church organ position in 1990 (in NJ) that I had held for 11 years prior. Did some subbing for awhile, and then determined to put my "organ days" behind me, devoting myself to the piano exclusively. This (general) determination was challenged some years ago when playing a run at the (Atlantic City) Showboat with the Midiri brothers. Someone (not me) got the idea that I should get my old cornet out the closet, work up my (questionable) "chops", and add it to the bandstand presentation (for schtick). After awhile I put it away, remembering the tug of the comittment to an additional instrument against my focus to develop as a pianist. Well, here I am, again - sort of. After attending the Presbyterian Church of Chestertown for some time (and planning to join this fall), I've succumb to the allure of the 3 manual Allen, and have begun refamiliarizing with playing (Way different than the piano. I used to say: "The organ is a box I content with - the piano is an extension of my arm"- still true). In a way; that the organ is so different than the piano, (as is the required skill set), is part of the draw. It is it's own unique experience, more like the effort and satisfaction of "building" something, rather than the ease (and satisfaction) of comfortable expression. So here's where I am today: have agreed to sub for Kate (the smiling organist) at church the next two Sundays. Am going over now to work in my new Organmaster shoes. Part of the fun will be that (until recently) no one (around here) knew I ever played the organ (let alone majoring on piano and organ together in college). Some may be confused. I may be chief among them, though. We'll see...

2009-08-13T01:28:00.000-04:00

Finished the recording for Danny Tobias' first CD release (as a leader) on Monday afternoon. Had some wonderful musical moments as we moved through this project. Since then I've been up in York, PA for a few days away with my family. Saw a (professional) theater production of "The King and I" last night., with some very strong performances. The part that tripped me up was the "orchestra" with 2 members: a drummer, and the musical director - who played (what appeared to be) (sampled) orchestral parts over sequenced tracks. Sounded much like a high end theater organ. Fine, I guess, if you're your primary objective is to recreate the era that produced this musical. A disconnect for me. It worked, of course (played so "perfectly" it was kind of stale), but in the same way that my GPS "speaks" directions. Gets you there, but eventually you just want to hear a real person. Still a very nice evening.

2009-08-09T19:44:00.002-04:00

Fun stuff! Robbie just completed the 5 week 'Playmakers" camp at the Prince Theatre with 2 shows this weekend. Like his brother and sister before him, Robbie is drawn to the theatre. When people ask me if my children play musical instruments, my response is "yes - casually, but their main interest is theatre - and a connection with the arts is what I want for them".

An amazing performance last night. I got to be a "civilian" and see it twice! Once, at a musical concert at the Prince (when I was in the audience) someone asked me (at intermission) if I was itching to get on the stage and participate. "Oh, no", I said, "it's more like (a sense of) relief".

2009-08-04T10:56:00.003-04:00

Began music rehearsals last night for "Triumph of Love", opening on Sept 25 at Church Hill Theatre. Am more confident (but only somewhat less overwhelmed - left to my own emotions) going into this one, having last year under my belt. "Once on This Island" was my first musical in the capacity of musical director. Not that I didn't have appropriate experience, knowledge, or aptitude. It was just a new bag, and I was certainly the new kid on the block, attempting to "steer the ship" full of passengers, most of whom having made many similar journeys. In the arts, of course, you have many egos, but I was able to establish myself quickly, and gain the trust (with one exception) of cast and musicians. All things considered (this is community theatre), we really pulled it off, and (by all accounts) raised the bar for what is possible at CHT. A few months ago Steve Arnold (theatre director, and director of the production) posted our opening number on YouTube. I've enjoyed experiencing it again. If you missed the show, you really missed something. Try to do better this year :)

2009-07-31T20:47:00.003-04:00

Another long lapse since last checking in. Will try to do better. Not like I've been sitting on my hands, though (which would never work). (Oops) I did it again, and accepted the position of Musical Director for the fall (contemporary - as opposed to the spring "classic") musical at Church Hill Theatre. Auditions ended Tuesday evening, but casting was not resolved until this morning. We will all have a challenge on our hands for this one, (and perhaps) especially me, as this is the rare (and before last year's production, virtually non-existent) "reading" gig. Feeling a little less overwhelmed about this one, but still will be putting in many hours of prep. My reading chops are far from where they should be, as all the eggs rolled to the improv side of my basket. The good part of that is the acknowledgment of weakness, and the recognition of strength. I can work to strengthen the weakness, while also getting deeper into where my specific gifts are. Recent gigging has been nothing short of awesome. Nonetheless, I am continually humbled by (even more) awesome possibilities. Watched a bunch of YouTube jazz video with Robbie the other night (who is now a big fan of McCoy Tyner, and Marcus Roberts, among others). Humbled and inspired. Practice, practice, practice.

2009-07-12T20:25:00.002-04:00

I did it again (or, more accurately, didn't). Nearly 2 weeks since my last post. Guess I've been busy :) I'm sure any reasonable observer (knowing all the details) would advise that I am involved in too many "projects" - but who (among the productive) isn't. Still gigging most every day - not shown on the schedule as they are almost all private/corporate. Most of my promotional energy is (and has been) spent on creating public concert opportunities (like the Mainstay concert in October). If I allowed myself (and sometimes I fail in the restraint), it could get a little frustrating that more dates aren't finalized. Right now a number of public events are stuck in the cattle-shoot. The gigs will happen, but (typically) won't "close" until after (or late) Summer. Just keep plugging, and eventually everything will fall into place. Busyness includes, of course, the household "chores". For me this includes much of the cooking and food shopping (by choice - I like it). Occasionally I have a little fun filling up a shopping cart at the Dollar Tree (yes - a dollar store - check it out). Carol and I watch the "Clark Howard Show" (money management guru-type) on HLN each week. Clark would be impressed :)

2009-06-27T16:19:00.002-04:00

Gigging. It's what we do, or, at least, what we attempt. The "music business" was never easy. Even less so now. Though I've never lost (or even misplaced) my "rose colored glasses", they can, at times, pick up smudges. I still hang on (usually without too much difficulty) to a sense of "calling", and a belief in the promise and possibility that (ever deepening) musical connections can make. Though committed to my path as a soloist, I am grateful for the sideman work (and the people I work with), even if it does mean playing (some) private parties. Gigs are gigs - especially now.

2009-06-13T11:52:00.002-04:00

Enjoyed being a "civilian" last night, spending time with the family in Ocean City, MD. The most fulfilling parts are in the "Best Things in Life are Free" (at least in theory) category. It was a relief to get off of the amusement pier, and simply walk up to the ocean, taking it in from all directions. Later on, Robbie spent the best part of an hour taking in a "street-corner" violinist. I am continually impressed with my children (feels like the wrong word, but, kids or offspring aren't working right now, either). It's easy to spend a ton of money down there, but once one steps out of that lane, the value of the experience seems to rise.

2009-06-06T10:09:00.003-04:00

More catch-up. This was the sign out on the lawn of the New Castle Presbyterian Church on May 17, when I was featured at their "Jazz Coffee House". An informal setting, and a really fun gig. Will probably have a couple of posts for YouTube, but it may take another week or two.

This past Wednesday night, I attended the Ken Poplowski concert at the Mainstay, with Robbie (my 12 year old). He loved it, and now loves the Mainstay (this was his first time there). Good deal! The "house band" included the Redd brothers: Robert (piano) and Chuck (drums and vibes). For all their presence and noterity in this area, this is the first time I've heard them. Excellent. The show they put on was much like concerts I've played (mostly with the Midiri Brothers) a million times, which made it even more fun for me to watch, as I knew everything that was going on (including who missed what chord change, and the pseudo train wreck at the end of one tune when four of the musicians went 4 different ways - all normal stuff). As I've written here before, this (local) area is blessed with a strong arts presence. I think I'll stick around :)

2009-05-28T23:09:00.003-04:00

Have let a bunch of time go by here, so time to play catch-up. We'll start with my birthday pie (why not?), from 2 weeks ago. Starting some months before, I was already thinking ahead to my 2010 birthday, when I'll turn 50.
Just booked another (last minute) piano dedication concert, this time at the Central Baptist Church, in Millville, NJ on Sun. June 7, at 6(?)pm. Will be an interesting day, if the start date holds for the Sunday jazz brunch, in Easton, MD, from 11am-2pm. Also a little bit of a late gig on the Saturday night before. It'll be fun!
Click here to check out a recent piano dedication in Upper Marlboro, MD:
http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=3BDAE73A2E3C439D

2009-05-08T23:58:00.003-04:00

Had a unique opportunity in a concert a few weeks ago to receive 2 separate video recordings: one, a wider angle house shot, and the other, a closer shot with different angles throughout the concert. Special thanks to Dean Boshart, Sr for the latter, shown here. My friend, Chris Webb, is already working on a video project incorporating both. There may be some potential here. Meanwhile, here is my "ADD Improvisation" from that evening (click through the video to be taken to the YouTube page with a more detailed description).

2009-05-02T14:28:00.002-04:00

Received this photo from the "Mutt Strutt", now, a week ago. We were set up on the courthouse lawn, with dozens of dogs (parading, strutting, jumping, dancing....) off to the right (my left). All I could do was keep my eyes on the festivities, and react as best I could. If you've never been to Chestertown, it's an historic, and pretty place. It's likely that George Washington walked where I'm perched. I suspect he would "keep off the grass". A really good idea on this day :)

2009-04-29T10:24:00.003-04:00

It's that time (already)! A couple of April days in the '90s(!) reinforce that winter is long gone. The humidity that characterizes the summertime in this region was largely absent, so it wasn't that uncomfortable. This year I didn't wait until our yard was a jungle to begin the grass cutting (but we weren't far off) :)

Had great fun this past weekend, including a double (gig) on Saturday. Played themed and background music, in the morning, for Chestertown's Mutt Strutt: a Kent County Humane Society fundraiser. If you were there, you'll understand that the gig boiled down to "follow the bouncing Courtney" :) That evening, worked for (outstanding saxophonist) Dave Schiff at the Commonwealth Awards event at the Hotel DuPont in Wilmington Delaware. 2 contrasting gigs, if there ever were :) This gig was the first time playing with a full rhythm section (or a bass player at all) since last playing with the Midiri band in October! Fun to see and work with Bill Stumm again. Speaking of fun, I think Dave enjoyed himself (as I did):

"Hi Joe: Thank you !!!! for your fantastic playing (as usual). You make the gigs so much fun and such a wonderful musical experience. Your playing really inspires me. I can't wait for the next gig we have together."

Cool! :)