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My
teacher is a broken song, weeping at the sight of the moon
Through story and song a concert by John Terlazzo and Voices in the Hall
takes us on a journey inward to the place where the soul breathes. We
are opened, beautifully wounded, and shown the way to heal. Mystical chords
bring us through to the other side, where we are reminded of our place
in the world - but with our normal waking state transcended. With words
that bring us glorious images, John invites us to share in his vision.
Backed by the support of dedicated, exceptionally talented musicians,
we are carried to another place altogether.
Johns sensual,spiritual stories teach on many levels, blending (as
in life) the sacred with the mundane, the holy and the profane. His art
illuminates the human condition. We recognize that Love, Betrayal, Hope,
Death, Desire and the search for meaning in our lives are universal states.
No one is immune.
My teacher is the open dress, my teacher is a sickle of steel
The many faces of Power are shown to us through the selection of songs
performed. Each of us (consciously or not) chooses to learn through lessons
of either Love or Fear. Like the Phoenix we are asked to rise from our
own ashes and Burn, Burn, Burn,.
We see the benevolent use of spiritual power made physical in the epic
story of the Mighty Atom in the song Last of the Great Strongmen.
We are told that there are no inconsequential actions in life. In the
chorus we hear that theres no such thing as a little man.
How we treat everyone we meet is the measure of our souls progress.
We are also asked to examine our social consciousness and the price of
misused power through politically inspired songs such as Dancing
on the Ashes of Empires and Prisoners of War(the latter
placing us all in that category). These songs reveal our tendency to follow,
when we should lead. When the Poets Speak reminds us of the
Power to change our world inherent in each voice.
The Power
of Love is explored in its many manifestations. Johns poetry is
at its best delving into the sublime experience that transcendent love
brings. Sexual passion and the search for the connection to the divine
are intimately entwined. Sex becomes the prayer. The ultimate honoring
of the spirit in the other. In Champion the Essence there
is an asking for acceptance, a plea to be seen, and gratitude for the
privilege of being received. In Honor Among Thieves the inevitability
of passion to lead us both to and away from our beloved. In Seven
Stars over Sicily there is a mood of regret, that we, at times,
cannot live up to our ideals. Your Hands is a testament to
the object of desire and the paradox that we ourselves are the object
of desire of the Essence itself.
In Dream of Santa Rosalia the direct connection between the
inner and outer worlds is made. Through the dream we are led to see the
symbols of the spirit within us and all around us. We gather inner meaning
from our exterior actions.
...all is illusion, save that one holy sound... What is the nature
of a tightly strung bow, what is the flavor of an arrow let go?"
In Condensed Heart Instruction we are urged to ask ourselves
the questions; Are we living authentically? Are we awake? Do we dare to
become awake? Do we trust ourselves? Others? The divine - or our own nature?
Live
like your hair is on fire. Thats how my teacher speaks, come feast
or fast,
Burn away the seal that obscures whats real, until all thats
left is ash.
Commonality and inclusion are the driving forces behind the unbounded
Joy felt in the songs that are chosen to open and close each Voices concert.
The Flame In Every Hand, On The Banks of This River
and All That We Know To Be True are affirmations of our unity
and the interconnectedness of all things. Melodious offerings to the Muses.
Thankfulness for our life, our ability to feel, and our ability to become
more human.
And
all those Voices in the night
The poetry by itself would be enough to make our souls tremble,
but when it is in the hands of master craftsmen our logical minds are
bypassed. The musicians enhance the experience, evoking distant times
and places. Leading us in, taking us deeper into a state of Grace.
Jeffery Bitzer on bass is the constant heartbeat. Do not overlook him.
He provides the necessary foundation to the quality of the meter.
John McHenry on percussion adds vibrant punctuation to the rhythm of the
heartbeat.
Fred Ritz plays keyboards and the accordion in a manner so joyful and
contagious that it is impossible not to become infected. An indefinable
excellence resides in his hands and flows from him spontaneously.
Jacob Thro plays cello, guitar, and mandolin. His youthful expression
adds a fresh dimension to the songs. His cello playing is simply heartbreakingly
beautiful. His is the expression of the longing of the soul.
Kristina Machusick on flute, recorders and vocals is the complimentary
spirit, the feminine aspect. Through her intensely beautiful harmonies
we are taken to new levels of awareness.
And as his banjo chords illuminate these words his body is turning
to dust.
The soft-spoken quality of John Terlazzo the man hides the depths of his
passions that once expressed cannot be denied. He is the perfect union
of gentleness and conviction. Johns soul shines through his body.
His voice is our voice. He conveys the joys and sorrows of being human
in ways that resonate with our deepest being. You are invited to be a
guest in his realm. Visit often.
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