Monday, April 30, 2012

The Book Of Nurses

It is International Nurses Week beginning May 6.
A wonderful nurse from the ACT runs the website ImpactedNurse, and he initiated a 'Book Of Nurses' to showcase the diversity of people around the world in the profession.
I decided to submit my story to the site. Today, I was the 'star'.
Have a read.
The Book Of Nurses: Rebecca

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

A musical memory

I had a blast of nostalgia today. The Brisbane International Film Festival is having a short ‘drive-in’ season this month, and I received an email advertising the documentary Under African Skies, which is about the making of Paul Simon’s Graceland album and the 25 year anniversary of its release.

The blurb:
The story behind the recording of Paul Simon's Graceland album is revisited in Joe Berlinger's latest documentary. Don't miss the politics - Simon allegedly broke the UN cultural boycott of South Africa - and the music - featuring Miriam Makeba, Ladysmith Black Mambazo, Quincy Jones, Whoopi Goldberg and David Byrne.

The trailer:

I have such powerful memories surrounding this album. It was released in 1986; I was 10 at the time. I remember Dad bringing home the Graceland record one day (yes, we had lots of vinyl!). Dad was a big music fan and had a pretty varied collection, everything from Cream to Bruce Springsteen. I’d heard Paul Simon before with Simon and Garfunkel, but when he put Graceland on, it blew my 10 year old mind.
I’d never heard anything remotely like it. I knew very little about apartheid in South Africa and the trouble that eventuated with Simon recording with black musicians in the country. All I knew was that these sounds, these wonderful singers and drummers and rhythms were out of this world. As I’ve gotten older I can appreciate lyrics more, and Paul Simon really is such a wonderful lyricist. How can you go past snippets like these –

Graceland
She comes back to tell me she's gone
As if I didn't know that
As if I didn't know my own bed
As if I'd never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead

Diamonds On The Soles Of Her Shoes
The poor boy changes his clothes and puts on aftershave
to compensate for his ordinary shoes

I still know all the songs, can sing all the lyrics. It’s hard to clarify, but listening to this album kind of makes my heart sing a little bit. It is that beautiful to me. And not a lot of music is capable of doing that anymore.