Archive for the music makers Category

Only 365 Days left to Halloween

Posted in Day of the Dead, dinner bell, excitement, Friends, gallery, Hanging out, Haunted, it's only money, Kids in Costumes, Life, music makers, orderly, Skeltons, stomach muscles, the story unfolds, Uncategorized, welome, Whoo Hoo on October 31, 2008 by anuvuestudio

We are as ready for the masses as we ever will be…Hope to see you all at Anuvue. We have a live band who start playing at about 7:30, caricature drawings, costume photography and even an drawing to win the Senorita Skull photo. We’ve got alot of hidden beer and about 6 cement tubs of stuff for the kids. Let the games begin…

holy smokes….only 365 day to the next Halloween! 


It’s a Deadman’s Party :O

Posted in create, Day of the Dead, Death, gallery, Halloween, Haunted, Haunting, music makers, Musicians, Party, photography, the story unfolds, Uncategorized, Whoo Hoo on October 17, 2008 by anuvuestudio

Photography by Photo444

Haunting Mariachi

Posted in Bring it, create, Day of the Dead, Death, eclectic, entertainment, gallery, Halloween, Hanging out, Haunted, Haunting, Images, Music, music makers, Musicians, performance art, photography, seldom is heard, Skeltons, Skulls, superstitions, Symbolism, the story unfolds, Tombstone, Too tough to die, uh oh, Uncategorized, wacky, What?, Whoo Hoo on October 14, 2008 by anuvuestudio

Photography by Photo444

Ghastly Mariachi Trumpet

Posted in create, Day of the Dead, Death, eclectic, entertainment, frozen, gallery, Halloween, Haunted, Humor, Images, Music, music makers, Musicians, photography, Skeltons, the story unfolds, Too tough to die, Uncategorized, Whoo Hoo on October 11, 2008 by anuvuestudio

Photography by Photo444

The Music Makers

Posted in Images, Life, Music, music makers, Musicians, Personal, photography on September 10, 2008 by anuvuestudio


Yes, you can find a unicorn

Posted in Art, entertainment, gallery, Images, Music, music makers, Musicians, Uncategorized on August 11, 2008 by anuvuestudio

After a month long search behind the OC for companion music for our next show…I am so very pleased to have found a group of Musicians out of Pasadena City College. The two instruments Cynthia has chosen for our solo show are the Long Zither and the Butterfly Harp. Cynthia, who is the director, happens to be on you tube. And Cynthia will send along the College group’s CD collection for us to promote their music in the Western World. I could not be more proud and am very excited to experience this live. This is Cynthia herself, playing the Long Zither. 😉

Party Time

Posted in Art, artists, back in business, Clowns, create, creative, design, Dreamer, Dreams, eating, eclectic, Entering New Territory, entertainment, excitement, fabulous, Famiiy, Friends, future, gallery, Goofballs, Grand Central, Hanging out, harmony, Hiding place, Hope, Images, it's only money, jewelry designers, keeping positive, Life, Love, Memories, Music, music makers, Musicians, neighbors, new beginnings, Night, Party, People, Personal, progress, Remember, Somewhere Over the rainbow, Stupendous, the story unfolds, Uncategorized, view, wish, wow on July 19, 2008 by anuvuestudio

I took a few shots early on as people started arriving for our opening…and then had to put my camera down to eliminate bodily harm in the mayhem. A few people picked it up towards the end and took some of me and my fat cheeks. I wish I had more to show you just how many beautiful people came to see and enjoy the Studio. We had such a great time. Everyone…

Iron and Wine

Posted in Music, music makers, Musicians, Uncategorized on March 14, 2008 by anuvuestudio

Some of the lesser known (but great) Bands are hard to find videos on. This song, Jezebel, is by Iron and Wine. This video is unofficial (and not sure how it relates) but the best sound for this hauntingly beautiful song. Sit back, close you eyes…and listen


who’s seen jezebel?
she was born to be the woman i would know
and hold like the breeze
half as tight as both our eyes closed

who’s seen jezebel?
she went walking where the cedars line the road
her blouse on the ground
where the dogs were hungry, roaming

saying, “wait, we swear
we’ll love you more and wholly
jezebel, it’s we, we that you are for
only”

who’s seen jezebel?
she was born to be the woman we could blame
make me a beast half as brave
i’d be the same

who’s seen jezebel?
she was gone before i ever got to say
“lay here my love
you’re the only shape i’ll pray to, jezebel”

who’s seen jezebel?
will the mountain last as long as i can wait
wait like the dawn
how it aches to meet the day

who’s seen jezebel?
she was certainly the spark for all i’ve done
the window was wide
she could see the dogs come running

saying, “wait, we swear
we’ll love you more and wholly
jezebel, it’s we, we that you are for
only”

Robert Burn’s Auld Lang Syne

Posted in Aule lang syne, Dreamer, Famiiy, Friends, Happy New Year, Memories, Music, music makers, new beginnings on January 1, 2008 by anuvuestudio

I found this beautiful (proper Scottish) version sung by a Celtic Musican that’s a long time player of Celtic, acoustic music (especially Robert Burns). He tells of playing guitar, banjo, mandolin and keyboards, from folk groups to ceilidh bands, over the years. He spends a lot of time evangelising the words and music of Robert Burns.
His home is the Kingdom of Fife in Scotland (a place that I’ve actually been!). Anyway, it’s a very sweet, pure version with all the original words…and I’m a sucker for a Scottish accent 😉

Auld Lang Syne :1788


“Auld Lang Syne” (Scots; lit., “old long since”, although might be better translated as “old long ago”, “times gone by”, or “days gone by”)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye’ll be your pint stowp!
And surely I’ll be mine!
And we’ll tak a cup o’kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou’d the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
Sin’ auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

We twa hae paidl’d in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin’ auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.

And there’s a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie’s a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll tak a right gude-willie waught,
For auld lang syne.
For auld, &c.