Visuals Inspire Lyrics at Love on Holiday Song Fest
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Pottery, textiles and a short film are among the visual arts that were mined for lyrical inspiration this week by 30 musicians preparing for this weekend’s seventh annual Love on Holiday songwriting festival in Sturgeon Bay.
This is the fourth consecutive year of the music-art mashup at Love on Holiday, the Music Motel’s wintertime invitation for musicians to engage in a weeklong, collaborative songwriting intensive. Musicians employ “spin the bottle” throughout the week to establish various songwriting teams. Once established, teams also spin the bottle to be paired with a piece of art. From there, they test their merits as songwriters to craft lyrics inspired by the artworks they are linked with.
On Friday and Saturday evenings, musicians take the stage at Third Avenue Playhouse for public performance of these songs and a showcase of the artwork that inspired them. Given its proximity to Valentine’s Day, Love on Holiday was developed as an outlet for songs of love and love gone away.
Fourteen visual artists with Door County connections have willingly put forward a collection of original work in various media, including acrylics, collage, 3-D installation, textiles, ceramics, found objects and photography.
Holiday Music Motel manager and festival co-organizer melaniejane curated this year’s art selection, which also includes a short film comedy (“Rag Dolls”) by Minneapolis filmmakers Kristin and Justin Schaack, of Above-the-Line Entertainment.
During studio tours and conversations with the artists, her aim was to curate a collection that would inspire musicians to “paint with their words and the music. The best music is show, don’t tell.” Visual art has proven a powerful force in the years since it was incorporated into the festival.
As melaniejane explained, it has not only forced songwriters to start their creative process from the same point, but to expand the language with which they write songs. In many ways, all of the visual artists and musicians at Love on Holiday are vulnerable: artists bravely put their work on display to be explored for inspiration, story and meaning, and translated through lyrics in a public setting.
Knowing many of the visual artists are in the audience undoubtedly inspires Love on Holiday musicians to craft surprising narrative from unexpected places.
“Unavoidably influenced by the songwriters’ own history and experiences, the collaboration between these two worlds will, as in years past, yield music of a depth and power that only this unique cross-collaboration can inspire,” melaniejane said.
Love on Holiday public performances are Feb. 9-10 at Third Avenue Playhouse, 239 N Third Ave in Sturgeon Bay. Doors open at 7pm with artist meet-and-greet. Performances begin at 7:30pm. Admission is $5 cash. Visit holidaymusicmotel.com for more information.
When Art & Music Collide
“November”
(lyrics by Kate Vargas, Patrick Kelly and Loren Tee)
inspired by Stephanie Trenchard’s painting, “November”
On the corner by the church
I can hear the women curse
As they talk about the daffodils
In Miss Carolyn’s front yard
Down in the parking lot, out in the back
The men in their suits they are splitting a pack
And I know, come next Sunday
They’ll be saying Hail Marys for that
There was a time there was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
All’s I know, it was early November
The time that I swore I would always come back to you
Girls chasing boys chasing boys chasing girls
The Stephenson twins pulling Annabelle’s curls
And Dad told me that means
That really they want something more
Falling in leaves, pushing and shoving
Mud on our sleeves, grass stains, and tights running
I ruined my outfit
And Mom wasn’t happy with that
There was a time there was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
All’s I know, it was early November
The time that I swore I would always come back to you
And I know that I swore
But I can’t get there anymore
It just doesn’t feel the same
But
There was a time there was a time
There was a time that now I can hardly remember
All’s I know, it was early November
The time that I swore I would always come back to you
The time that I swore
I would always come back to you