Read this as an Enewsletter: https://mailchi.mp/9b1c0985e20e/jamie-o-sept-enews-in-old-chicago-tix-on-sale-2388865 Autumn winds whirl as Leaves leave trees. Heavy snow on Halloween. Temperatures drop. Branches bow.Jiminy Cricket! Holy Cow! November’s comin’ in.Grab your coat ‘n get yer hat.It’s winter-time again! A note from JamieWith a big family to consider, plans to make, and grandchildren to entertain, the “holidays” start for […]
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Michael P. Smith blog, more Oct/Nov ’19 gigs
Read this as an Enewsletter. https://mailchi.mp/35e7e7f65689/michael-smith-songwriter-july-concerts-festivals-website-updates-2385589“ When the sun was low and the air was cool, Stopping to club the walnut tree Standing leafless against a flaming west. Now, the smell of the autumn smoke, And the dropping acorns, And the echoes about the vales Bring dreams of life. They hover over me. They question […]
Take Joy
There is nothing I can give you which you have not got; but there is much, very much, that, while I cannot give it, you can take. No Heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it to-day. Take Heaven! No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this […]
Roots: Legacy and Language
His Eye is on the Sparrow While the snow covered Lake Shore Drive and we talked about going to war, Studs sang me Eye on the Sparrow—Mahalia’s song. “You should sing that.” (from Jamie’s blog 11.1.2008) I had an animated discussion with some of my family last weekend, initiated by my asking what some of […]
Joliet, a poem by Ellen (Nell) O’Reilly Tucker
Pictured “Eileen Dhu’- Dorothy (Nell) O’Reilly TuckerPublished early 1900s JOLIETA child came fresh from the prairies Where the clean-faced sun comes leaping o’er the mesas, Drawing a veil of mystery over the sage-brush And gilding the horns of the cattle; Came to live, for a while, in a mill-town. This was the town; First were […]
Jamie’s Dream
“I dreamed I was eating a giant marshmallow. And when I woke up, my pillow was gone.” WE WANT A REVOLUTION, NOW! Last night’s final dream was brought to me by my eldest daughter, who’d organized a zealous and fierce troupe of Millennials to come to my place: part ground level home, like my old […]
Why haven’t I heard of you?
The singer’s life: folly or fairytale? “All the intelligence and talent in the world can’t make a singer. The voice is a wild thing. It can’t be bred in captivity. It is a sport, like the silver fox. It happens.” (Willa Cather, Song of the Lark) I came to my Summer Solstice concert last Friday […]
Song of the Lark. Call of the City.
I am a singer. “When we look back, the only things we cherish are those which in some way met our original want; the desire which formed in us in early youth, undirected, and of its own accord.” (Willa Cather, Song of the Lark) The Early Years: The Fine Arts BuildingMy first job in Chicago […]
Winifred’s Window
Jamie O’Reilly’s Blog. An Introduction. Give me this sunny morning, light on the leaves of the sturdy geraniums, a soprano singing Franz Lehár on the radio, and the taste of summer-fresh strawberries. This brilliantly pleasing summer morning, I’ve set myself up at a white lace covered table, bleached in sunlight, on my newly redecorated porch. […]
Jamie O’Reilly Summer Solstice concert
Center Portion Arts Space presents a Summer Solstice Salon on Friday, June 21 at 8:00 PM. Vocalist Jamie O’Reilly performs an evening of songs and stories honoring summer in the city. Writer, and space curator Sheila Donohue hosts. This Logan Square gem is located at 2850 1/2 W. Fullerton Ave in Chicago. Admission is $20. […]