Coast Mountain News Thursday, August 2, 2012
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Mallory Hans enjoying the DCMF evening act. More photos on
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Local musician, Caley Watts, sings her heart out on stage at the 13th Annual Discovery Coast Music Festival
13th Annual Discovery Coast Music Festival makes musical memories SUSAN O’NEILL After ten months of planning and fund raising, the 13th Annual Discovery Coast Music Festival is now a memory. I’ve already written articles and bios for the program about all of the awards our performers have received, though I didn’t mention how Jaffa Road’s saxophonist, Sundar Viswanathan, has a PhD in Jazz Performance
from New York University. (Shalom back at you, new friends.) I thought about The Festival’s mission: “To create a venue for people of all walks of life to come together, to relax and to enjoy a diverse array of live performing arts…where the people of Bella Coola, neighboring communities and visitors celebrate their uniqueness and commonality… [And have] an
opportunity to discover and share each other’s history, culture and landscape.” I reflected on the individual comments made by all who performed on our stage--about what a hospitable community we have; about The Woodshed Orchestra’s lyrics: “everybody needs “love and affection”; about Kat Danser’s resolution to “Study War No More”; about how at home I felt when Lance,
Tara, and Denise sang their Nuxalk songs of welcome. So what remains to be written? We were “woken and shaken” by Toronto’s Woodshed Orchestra and the fine fiddling of Daniel Lapp, in the incredible opening workshop on Saturday morning. It was a fine way to start kicking up our heels! When Woodshed began parading around the site with their horns
and assorted percussion instruments as the next performers were setting up, who couldn’t “relax and enjoy” it? All those musicians singing “meow, meow, meow, meow, meow” in perfect harmony—who could keep from singing along? It was a mellow kind of afternoon, I heard a few people say, between the Bella Coola rainSEE DCMF ON PAGE 3