tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68992339206727688942024-03-05T07:35:35.390-08:00Sealegs The BlogSealegs
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1-The ability to adjust ones balance to the motion of a ship, inversely the slow readjustment to stable land.
2-The title of Irish singer songwriter Riona Sally Hartman’s Debut CD.Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-84896872020984299652013-03-30T04:57:00.000-07:002013-03-30T04:57:37.052-07:00Dig a Little Deeper recording with Wayne Sheehy
Check out that view!
I spent last weekend in Wayne Sheehy's studio in West Cork with Mick Stuart recording Dig A Little Deeper songs. I love working with Mick, as well as making music I love we also get to have big chats about lyrics, music and performing. We debate over what makes the lyric 'careful his bowtie is really a camera' such a great lyric in the context. If you haven't Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-85203462067730620342013-02-01T10:47:00.002-08:002013-02-01T11:17:18.519-08:00Other Voices Derry 2013
I love a good musical roadtrip!
This Friday I'm going to be playing in Derry as part of the Other Voices festival and anyone who's heard of Other Voices will understand why I'm very excited about it! They have a reputation for showcasing beautiful music and I'm delighted to be a part of it.
Playing with me on the night with be Julien Colarossi, Cormac OBrien and special guest Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-26849834379573160222012-08-22T13:21:00.001-07:002012-08-22T13:25:25.890-07:00I know how you all love a good Venn Diagram
(click to enlarge image)
*I've a feeling some math head is gonna tell me that the center should be 'songs I love AND hate' rather than 'songs I love TO hate' but it amounts to the same thing really doesn't it!
Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-81892042169539802302012-08-02T16:28:00.000-07:002012-08-02T16:52:06.970-07:00Good gigs
Here are some upcoming Dublin gigs that I think will be great. Admittedly some of them are my own gigs so I'm not exactly being unbiased here!
Every Wed in August the Concert Hall is presenting a different young jazz musician at a lunchtime concert in The John Field Room. All of them will be excellent but I'm gonna go ahead and show some favouritism to my band members: Julien Colarossi's Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-50934495174221808752012-08-01T13:22:00.000-07:002012-08-01T13:22:09.717-07:00Frida Kahlo's Delight...download it and listen to it over and over!
<p><p><p><a href="http://rionasallyhartman.bandcamp.com/track/frida-kahlos-delight">Frida Kahlo's Delight by Riona Sally Hartman&Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-20107517300505556382012-07-09T05:48:00.004-07:002012-07-09T05:48:40.757-07:00A song for a rainy grey day
Yes I know the rain is falling but it needn't be seen as such a bad thing. Take a leaf out of Tommy Moore Bands book and see the bright side:
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Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-49617380780535768152012-07-06T15:16:00.001-07:002012-07-06T15:18:01.449-07:00Phew!
A bit of an emotional day today.
I put the first song from the album up online, and then spent all day telling absolutely everyone I could think of to listen to it, scared I'd chicken out and take it all back: 'Haha yeah that, album?! Ha I mean it was meant to be ironic..ha..emm...of course....' cue more nervous laughter.
But I didn't chicken out, it's out there in the world now, too many Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-27172746580709550252012-06-03T16:48:00.001-07:002012-06-03T16:52:28.746-07:00Secretly Suicidal Love Songs
'I'd die for you': we're so used to hearing the sentiment in pop songs we barely notice it, but when you really pay attention to it it's a wee bit worrying. At best it's manipulative and super melodramatic, at worst it's suicidal and unhinged.
Here are a few common variations on the theme:
'if you leave me I'll die''
Being broken up with is a bitch, ringing the person up and Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-9638244801671131602012-05-29T05:50:00.000-07:002012-05-29T05:50:28.701-07:00Lyrics for the new bridge on Sealegs
New bridge section in bold:
Sea swells, waves fall
When you're near the sky turns grey
Then you sweep me away
In your little pea green boat
You wrap me in romance
I never hear the wind blow when you hold me close
Diving in darkness
Drowning in the pull of your tides
And then you smile
Oh I hear mermaids sing
Oh the bliss of these icy waters I'm drowning in
Sealegs
That Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-46436301091700221762012-05-23T15:21:00.000-07:002012-05-23T15:21:08.511-07:00Feeding the album monster
Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-66244611808957302512012-05-22T11:37:00.001-07:002012-05-22T11:37:20.533-07:00Album Monster
Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-78925360269666243452012-04-18T05:13:00.001-07:002012-04-18T05:13:17.152-07:00Hand Holding
New (ish) lyrics:
In moments of ecstasy
Lovers call each others names
One last blessing
It's a blessing
To who they were before they merged
Into this
Find me here
Find me here
Find me here
You won't find me here
Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-46012733487629766062012-04-16T05:19:00.001-07:002012-04-18T06:10:30.059-07:00'I'm the boss of me. That includes my armpits'
'I'm the boss of me. That includes my armpits'
'I will not be a prisoner of my own sweat'
Apparently this is how 'strong women' feel about deodorant. Oh how I love lady-centric advertising, It's like they took the words right out of Amelia Earheart's mouth! If Gertrude Stein wrote ad copy! (the one below has a picture of a pregnant lady next to it but didn't screen grab her in Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-26798543828986544822012-03-22T08:09:00.000-07:002012-03-22T08:09:03.757-07:00Playlist of Laydayz
Does exactly what it says on the tin
Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-80190188543074259272012-03-02T04:00:00.000-08:002012-03-10T09:58:08.863-08:00Lyrics in Progress - 'Show Me'
A song for two voices:
First Voice written in italics
Second Voice written in bold
When both voices share the same lyric it's written in underlined, bold italics
&Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-9485979137406030512012-02-29T14:43:00.000-08:002012-02-29T14:50:23.749-08:00Peter Delaney Interview
A little while ago I ran a night called The Acoustic Picnic in The Back Loft and invited some of my favourite acoustic musicians and poets to come perform. It was a pretty excellent, and rather eclectic night if I may say so myself. One of the musicians I had the pleasure of sharing the small, but nicely decorated, stage with was Peter Delaney. At the end of the night we swapped CDs and I went Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-85384895242326374582012-02-28T14:49:00.000-08:002012-02-28T14:51:39.813-08:00Lyrics in Progress - Renamed 'Same But Better'
She passed him by every morning just outside his house. On Monday he caught her name. He went home and repeated it to himself quietly over and over. On Tuesday a ribbon fell from her hair. He took it home and hid it between the pages of the encyclopedia under the letter F. It looked fantastic. On Wednesday it was foggy and he could only see her blurry silhouette. He took her smell home and keptRíonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-52456266684655960582012-02-07T12:31:00.000-08:002012-02-07T12:32:27.913-08:00Lyrics in Progress - Patchwork Lover
A rough draft of some lyrics I'm working on at the moment. I had been calling it 'Take it, Hide it, Own it' but now I'm calling it 'Patchwork Lover':
'All at once
Slow motion scene
Boundless air
But I can't breathe
Pulse thunders under over
Lips mumble of her 'own her'
All at once
A sun drenched scene
And her eyes are all I see...
...so I'll
Take them, hide them,Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-47973271178408644782012-01-25T06:03:00.000-08:002012-01-25T06:03:43.684-08:00Lyrics in Progress: All the Tiny Children
Plans to start recording with my band are coming along well but for the moment, while I wait on the best drummer in the world to get back from Australia, I've been working on writing lots of new tunes so that when we do record we've got lots to choose from. So here are some lyrics in progress, they keep changing by the minute but here's the latest version;
Quiet or they'll hear you Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-3420169183344462482011-12-07T05:34:00.001-08:002011-12-09T05:40:57.216-08:00By Girls For Girls
Glee* recently had an episode that was all about one of the character (named Santana) coming out to her family and so all the songs were supposed to be 'by girls for girls'. The big finale number was 'I kissed a girl' by Katy Perry. A song that condescendingly treats lesbianism as a fun past time to try on for the weekends when you're hammered. The Same Katy Perry who sang about hoping her 'gay'Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-41672531355104367632011-11-14T15:07:00.001-08:002011-11-14T15:18:33.232-08:00Lyrics in Progress - 'Miss Havisham and the Sweetest Word'...or maybe just 'Waiting'
Here's a rough sketch of what I was thinking of doing with the lyrics I've been working on lately (a very rough sketch recorded with my computers in built mic). The lyrics are:
I've watched the swollen sea swallow girls in one piece
And they've come back out cold, clean and shining
And I've watched songbirds fly away with grown men
An leave nothing but streaks in the sky behind them
Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-13760342141396685762011-11-13T09:28:00.001-08:002011-11-13T09:34:17.144-08:00
Some videos from our recent gig in Whelan's
Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-91215288144099199882011-11-11T15:03:00.001-08:002011-11-11T15:24:43.341-08:00Lyrics in progress
Untitled as of yet but one idea for a title is maybe 'Miss Havisham and the Sweetest Word'.....or maybe not. Maybe I'll just call it 'Waiting', I dunno yet....let's just go with 'Untitled'
I've watched the swollen sea swallow girls whole
And they've come back out clean, cold and shining
And I've watched birds carry grown men away
While, for the sweet word, I've sat here, impatient and Ríonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-77927897156786733092011-11-03T14:06:00.000-07:002011-11-03T14:06:31.593-07:00Screamer
If you've never heard any of my music before don't listen to this song! If you have heard some of my music before you might notice it's a bit different from the rest.
The story behind it goes something like this;
I was visiting a friend at the acquired brain injury ward of a local hospital recently. There was a woman on the ward who I quite unimaginatively nicknamed The Screamer because that'sRíonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203767286413730922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6899233920672768894.post-37510591967548904262011-10-25T15:02:00.000-07:002011-10-25T15:03:27.108-07:00Birthday Song - Lyrics in Progress
Fear comes knocking every year a little louder
Fear comes knocking 'coz it knows what it'll find here
Better blow out your candles or they'll set you hair on fire
And the smoke signals rise hailing the grim reaper
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