Friday, December 30, 2005

The Week That Was

Let me start this off by saying that I have had an incredibly fun week.
I've played music almost everyday this week. That's not necessarily a rare thing, but to have as much fun as I've had is, mainly because in many of the personas that I am, I have to really concentrate and get the point across. Meaning that it's hard for me to break my concentration, and just enjoy the music like everyone else because I'm the one that's proporting the music. I have to pay close attention to what the guys behind me are doing.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoy it despite what you may be thinking, but there's a slight difficulty.
This week though I got to be a participant and just play my saxophone, and sing just a few songs.
I made it up to the Empty Glass to play with my buddies Spurgie Hankins, and Kevin Kidd. Spurgie has once again retooled his band, added some new fellas, and I think this time around he's hitting his mark successfully. Playing with these guys is always a blast, but what made it especially fun is that I didn't have to get up the next morning and go to work, so I could hang out at home with my Vickie rest and relax, then play again at the Glass with the Carpenter Ants, and there were quite a few people in the club last night which made for lots of fun for me.Again,I didn't have to rush home because I didn't have to be at work until 1pm,and it was an easy day there as well.
Next, I got off and went to the River's Edge Cafe for the Jim Snyder's Thursday Night Music Club,and Ted Harrison (my bassist from the Ants) was playing, so you had Jupie Little (Ants drummer),Ted and me. It just does not get any better.
When the great Wille Nelson used to decry how he 'couldn't wait to get on the road again and make some music with his friends,' I could not agree more...I feel so lucky, and blessed, this is my dream, to do this as much as I can.
I thought back tonight about my reasons for moving to West Virginia, and remembered running into Jupie the first week that I was here and him telling me "you ought ot stop by the Glass and sit in with us,"it's now 13 years later and I'm making music with some of the best musicians anywhere...and they're my friends. I can't tell you how much that means to me.
I know that many people whine about wanting to be in the music business (I'm one of them...), but I do know that like it or not we all have to pay our dues. If you think about folks in this business who were overnight successes, you will see that most of those folks are really no longer in this business, because they didn't prepare, nor were they willing to do what it takes to lead them to succeed.
I'm a good one about belly aching about things that I have control in, but I'm also willing to listen to reason, and I'm certainly willing to work at my craft.
I'm saying that to say, that I really am grateful to play music PERIOD with all the people that I play with, The Carpenter Ants, Spurgie Hankins, Jim Snyder and all of the other folks whom I've had the pleasure to share a stage with.God bless you all for your friendship and belief in me.
At the end of all my posts I encourage everyone to support live music today tomorrow and always. It's sort of become my mantra because when you think about the week that was (...and that could be any week), you'll realize that if you are not happy with what you're doing, it's an especially cruel world; but with music or, any of the arts, life can be seen as a palatte to work your colors into beautiful canvas painting...frames optional.

Support Live music today tomorrow and always.

Sunday, December 25, 2005

Greetings of the Season...

I wanted to take this time and wish you all the happiest of holidays, whatever you celebrate...

Even though I'm Muslim, I have to say that celebrating the holiday with my family is a highpoint in my life, and it's proof that love conquers all.
Earlier this week my Sister Lauren came to visit and spent the week with Vickie and I. Lauren is very quiet and sort of shy, so we hardly heard a peep out of her, but she got to get some rest and relaxation which means an awful lot to me.
Unfortunately, she left yesterday morning, and I'm just sad...
Later that day we all went to the Christamas event of the year...a trip to Sanney land. My In-laws Bob and Diane hold the party to end all parties. Let me give you an idea of how special this all is. First of all it's just great when our family is all in the same room at the same time ( I live for this...). Three genrations of Sutphins, Sanneys,Tuitt's, Ryan's, Bays and our extended family of friends.
My Sister in law Diane is just simply the greatest human being; she works tirelessly for our family to keep it together (not the easiest of tasks). She and my Brother in law have created a home for us to enjoy our ever growing family.
It is such a blessing to be part of this family and to watch and see how all of our children have grown and are now raising families of their own, or simply just doing well on their own.
My stepson Marty is home from college and showed me his grades and he's really doing well and I couldn't be more proud of him.Missy and Matt and my grandniece Maddy in from Pittsburgh and doing well...Maddy is a sweetie.Amber and Todd and my grandnephew Isaac.Jennifer and my grandnephew Aidan; these are 2 of the nicest little boys, and I couldn't be happier to be their Uncle. My niece Jessica was in the house and being the doting Auntie.
Of course my Mother in law Helen was there as our matriarch,our cousin Venna, and our friends Linn and Katherine rounded out the family.
In the Sanney house it's a mountain of food, and an ocean of presents. Quite literally we spent nearly 3 hours wading through presents, at the end of the evening I personally counted 7 large trashbags with just wrapping paper.
If you've seen the commercial for Sears where the guy ends up trimming his tree to the point that that it's just the tree top because there are so many presents, then you can have an idea of how large this holiday is in this family, but it doesn't get any better than this, let me tell ya.

On behalf of my entire family, I want to wish you all, greetings of the season.
This post is dedicated to the following:
Vickie S.Tuitt, my wife
Lauren McGuinness, my sister
Marty Adams, my stepson
Bob and Diane Sanney my brother and sister in law
Helen Sutphin, my mother in law
Missy, Matt and Maddy Ryan, my niece, nephew and grandniece
Amber, Todd and Isaac Bays, my niece, nephew and grandnephew
Jennifer Sanney, and Aidan, my niece and grandnephew
Jessica Sanney, my niece
Venna Lilly, our cousin
Linn Ohgren,and Katherine Williams, our extended family
This family is a lesson in love, and I'm glad to learn it.

Support Live music today tomorrow and always, celebrate the holidays with your loved ones, and find out how it makes for the sweetest music.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

And Now Back to the Music...

I know it seems that I've been distracted and that I've not talked about my journey through music in a good while, nor have I told you a good story lately about my quest. There is a good reason for that, I really didn't have much to report that wouldn't be redundant and I didn't want you to get too bored with me so I simply sidestepped for a minute.
And now back to the music...

This has been an amazing week, starting last Friday, The Carpenter Ants went to the studio to record 2 great songs written by Michael Lipton (our band leader and guitarist).
This is just my humble opinion but I think Mike has a serious hit on his hands with at least one of the songs if not both.
"Faith Trust and Love," is pure rock and roll the way it was originally done, by Black folks! In Juke joints, with slamming pounding rhythm that makes you sweat through your clothes and down to your shoes.
I can hardly wait 'til we start doing that song in earnest and playing it in public, I know that you'll love as much as I do.
The second song is just fun and uproariously funny to me. It's entitled "They Want Your Monkey,"and I fell in the floor laughing when Mike explained the "nature" of this song.
Ted Harrison and Jupiter Little (our bassist and drummer respectively) did a great job as always and simply knocked out their parts.We also enlisted the aid of our good friend Randy Gilkey to sit in on the keyboards, and he put an old Hammond B3 organ sound to the music and gave it life. Assisting me with vocal duties was the great vocalist Cynthia Taylor ( the other CT... ), with only one days notice she came in with me this week and did background vocals.
I got a little worried because on Wednesday Jupie got really sick and had to miss our show at the Empty Glass, so we had to scramble and find someone to replace him for the night and our reserve drummer Ahmed Solomon couldn't make it either (that's when I start to get panicky), but at the height of the day we found Mark Davis of the Voodoo Katz band, and did he ever do a good job...saved the day.Thanks buddy!!
In all I've had a very positive week, and I even have this weekend off to relax and hang out at home with Mrs.Tee, and I'm looking forward to it as well as endless episodes of NYPD Blue,(YAYYY !!), Andy Sipowicz here I come...ahhhh rerun heaven.
Have a great weekend everybody.

Support Live music today tomorrow and always.

Friday, December 16, 2005

The Soul Of Us

One day while I was standing in the shadows of music, after the bridge I just crossed, I decided to read Joel's Bloggy, I then met a girl named Michael, and together we sat on the porch swing and discovered the soul of us...
Before you go thinking that I've had some wild affair with some woman guess again.

During the course of my time in my new found voice of blogging, I have met some truly remarkable people who are also sharing their stories with you. Like me they're just ordinary folks, but with extraordinary insights about life and love and happiness. The thing that makes them remarkable to me is they are opinionated without being biased, they are spirited without being taciturn. In other words they say what they mean without feeling the need to always be right. They to me are the epitome of strength and grace and wisdom.
I want to tell you a little bit about my group, and tell you about a venture that we've decided to embark upon together, and invite you to follow us.
The new adventure is titled "The Soul of Us," it is the teaming up of myself and 4 people that I've become friends with through this medium of blogging.
First up is my brother Joel "JJ" Ison of London.
I met Joel back in March when I was brand new to the blogging community. In this blog you can read other people's posts by clicking on the top right corner and going to the next post.When I ventured out one Sunday and clicked, a serious piece of music caught me by surprise.It was jazzy and cool and grooved just the way I like my music. So, I posted a comment in "Joel's Bloggy." When he responded to my comments, the rest as they say is history. I found out that Joel is young Londoner who is a fellow musician, he's now, I'm proud to say studying at the university there, but through it all he manages to keep in touch and I'm proud to call him my brother.
Next is Jennifer Wagner who authors the blogpost " On the Porch Swing." Not only is she about charm and grace, Jen is as beautiful inside as well as outside. She is also one of my patrons at the St.Albans Library where I work.
Jennifer is employed by Mission West Virginia, an organization that goes throughout this state and helps people to get on their feet when they fall.
Jennifer's stories just speak to my spirit and touch it with love.
I met Jen in April and we've been fast friends; and through her I met a Girl Named Michael Dulcie.
Michael I must say is one of the most generous and encouraging people that I think that I've ever met who not only has the courage of her conviction but the guts to back it up.Michael Ann recently touched off a debate about John Lennon that defies logic (you'll have to read it to know the particulars...) She not only managed to engage our thoughts but did so without incurring one ugly or nasty comment from anyone. I'm still trying to figure out how she pulled that off, but that's my Michael...
Last but certainly not least (I love that phrase...), is Sherry Pasquarello.
Sherry is the anchor of our group. What Joel and I are to music Sherry is to words. Like Jennifer and Michael Ann, Sherry is just a wonderful spirit that looms larger than life to me. Her eclectic blog ,"After the Bridge,"is her thoughts, and your view through her window. There is a post that I wrote recently to tell you more about her, and her works. She too is my sister and I'm proud to call her that.

About our new venture...
I've come to love these people as you can well see and I felt that it would be a great idea if we could channel our energies into a forum that would give our readers some insights into us, talking about various topics but with one voice (or, many little voices).
The objective is for the 5 of us to post our collective thoughts together about a single topic. The beauty of this is that there may be times when you'll only read one persons ideas and thoughts and you'll see the comments of the rest of us and there will be times when we all speak together...and hopefully that will make this interesting, fun and thought provoking for our readers. It will be lighthearted sometime and serious yet another, but it will definitely be the soul of us.
So sometime in January, I will mount the call and sincerely hope that you all join us.In the meantime please just keep reading my blog ( just kidding, just kidding...smile).
Please read and enjoy us all.
Joel's Bloggy
On The Porch Swing
Girl Named Michael
After The Bridge
and of course you're more than welcome to stand in the shadows of music... with me.
See ya soon with Soul Of Us...

Support Live music today tomorrow and always and support everything you like as well.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

After The Bridge, Comes Joy

In music the bridge occurs when you connect a key section to another part of a song. It's usually the section that ties the song together and gives it some umph.
This bridge though is about poetry, in fact the poetry of one Sherry Pasquarello, a Pittsburgh PA native, and a wonderful spirit filled lady.
Now I don't ever claim to be any kind of authority on poetry prose or verse, but I do know what moves me and her stuff just affects me positively. I love stuff that makes me think twice.
Sherry tells me that she writes adult poetry, and at first I didn't quite get what that meant (OK, so my mind said something different...), but as I read on I realized that what she's saying is that her poetry is about life from her grownup standpoint. She has lived a very tried life and she shares those experiences by painting pictures as such that make no mistake at all invite you to experience it with her.
When I first read her work my immediate thought was that it reminds me of the great Sheryl Crow (if you have a copy of the CD "The Globe Sessions," listen to the song "Riverwide," and you'll get my meaning.).
My wife Vickie turned me on to Sheryl Crow, and her music opened me up to alot, well I had the exact same reaction to reading my first pieces of Sherry's work ( it moved me so much that I wrote her and told her).
It's not the complexity that affected me although that certainly is there but the simplicity; saying volumes with little.
When you're driving and you cross a bridge you know that your destination is that much closer and it fills you with anticipation (mostly), why is that ? It's that after the bridge, you know, comes joy.
If you're not sure what I mean, think about the bridges that you cross to get home. Think how you feel, and you'll see Sherry.

There is a link to her work on the right, in my link list. Click, read and enjoy.

Support Live music today tomorrow and always. Cross the bridge while you're out, and read some poetry forever.

Friday, December 09, 2005

A Warm Fuzzy Feeling at the River's Edge

Thursday night was just like a snapshot from a New England Inn, here in St Albans at the Rivers Edge Cafe. All we needed was a fireplace, clam chowder and some turtlenecks.
The music was intimate last night as we held court with Jim Snyder, Phil Ruby, Jupie Little and yours truly.
I cannot say enough about how I've enjoyed my playing experiences at this St.Albans gathering spot.The people, the food , the atmosphere and the good times are more than worth the drive from anywhere.
My wife Vickie hung out with me, which is something that we just don't get to do alot of, and she had a blast.That alone for me is worth the price.
Jim and crew have made this Thursday thing a happening around town, and folks in this area really get behind it; although there wasn't too huge a crowd in part because the weather was so lousy, plus there was a supposed impending snow storm (yeah right...). None- the less we played, we sailed and we wowed the folks in attendance.One of the ladies on the waitstaff requested that I sing "Ain't No Sunshine,"and I hoped that I did well for her...
At some point ( I never figured out how we got on the subject...) but someone somewhere mentioned a song by the great Roger Miller called "Dang Me," and it turned out that Phil not only knew it but did for me !!!
I love that song, it is such a hoot, and Phil knocked it right out
In the Carpenter Ants, I don't get to play a whole lot of saxophone primarily because I'm the lead vocalist, so it's a nice pause for me to be able to just play the horn and the flute.
In the New England states, nights like these are great because it's so intimate and cozy, so it's nice to be able to recreate that warm fuzzy feeling at the River's Edge.
I'm not too big a fan of Ol' Man Winter, but when you have a night like we did who the heck cares, it's all good.
Satisfy your cozy nature with a trip to St.Albans most Thursdays and catch Jim and company.You'll be glad that you did, and it's the perfect start to your weekend.

Jim Snyder and Friends appear at the
River's Edge Cafe
212 Main St.
St.Albans WV, 25177
(304)722-6320

call for schedule, or e-mail Jim (jimsnydermusic@netscape.net)

This post is dedicated to the following...
Vickie Tee, Paul, Diane and Natalie Dollison,Tina Coll, the future fiddler, and the staff of the River's Edge.Thank you for your support and a truly wonderfunfilled evening.

Support Live music today tomorrow and always.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Over...My Fear

I got results from my tests over the end of the week, and found out that I have Gout in my left elbow, and while I'm not completely out of the woods healthwise, it wasn't as bad as I initially feared.
The fear that I had probably is more in my mind than I'd like to admit, but after losing my Sister to a debilitating illness at such a young age, I couldn't help but feel that there may be a corelation.
I'm still grateful to people who called my home to wish me well, and sent e-mails galore, and posted comments on my blogposts...I hope that you all realize that you might be stuck with me for awhile.
Just so that you have an idea about what Gout is, I'm adding a little definition:
Gout: A disturbance of uric-acid metabolism occurring chiefly in males, characterized by painful inflammation of the joints, especially of the feet and hands, and arthritic attacks resulting from elevated levels of uric acid in the blood and the deposition of urate crystals around the joints. The condition can become chronic and result in deformity.

None the less, I move forward with my life, and continue my trek toward music, and with continued luck, I'll arrive at my destination. I don't know when, but I'll enjoy the ride for now...and I hope that you will too.
Thank you for all of your support.
lovingly,Charlie Tee

As always...Support Live music today tomorrow and always.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

My Fear

I told you in last post that I needed to get some rest after a pretty gruelling weekend, but it seems like something else is going on and I have to admit to you that I'm actually frightened.
In 1985 my older Sister Caroleigh ( that's pronounced Carol-lay)was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. At first it was moving subtly, she was able to pretty much maintain her lifestyle which included Fencing and swimming.She was an attorney, and in that capacity she stayed busy as well.
Our Father passed away in 1991, and in a matter of 2 weeks Caroleigh's body shut down to the point that my Mother had to put her in a Nursing Home where she remained until her demise in 2000.
I can't say with certainty but my body is going through a very strange metamorphisis. My left arm is unable to open all the way and it's bent almost in atrophy. I'm in a great deal of pain, as well as, I have very little voice. I sound somewhat like Don Corleone from the Godfather.
For truly the first time in my life I AM SCARED beyond belief. I'm not afraid to die, but I don't want to.
I'm very sorry for sharing this with you, but I need prayers from everywhere.
Also, I'm writing this because I don't want to leave without telling all of you that I sincerely love you and that I'm grateful for your friendship; even for those who I have yet to meet like my friends in London, and my newest friend in Pittsburgh.
No matter what the outcome, my life is joyous; and a great portion of that joy has been being able to share my story and my journey. For some who read it, it might not mean much, but it is me, being me, and I'm proud of it.