Hard News: Deprived of speech, he sang without words
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I was a bit overcome at the time (I wasn't the only one)
He made me feel so glad to be there after the initial shock wore off.It gave me the sense that he will heal well and good and told him so later. Listening to the cd now.Man do we have some great musicians in this country!:)
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He took the stage with The Normal and sang wordlessly
On a geekier note, hearing Chris Knox singing on "Stroke" has made me realise how separate language and speech are in the brain, and how voice recognition will never replace typing (or other hand-input methods).
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3410,
Y'know, the title of this post is so good that I'd assumed it was quoted from somewhere else, but having googled it it appears to be original. Is this so? If so, bravo; it's a beautiful, poetic line.
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Also, 'Needles and Plastic'!!!!!
Peeled off a la Loaded-era Velvet Underground. Yeah.
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Y'know, the title of this post is so good that I'd assumed it was quoted from somewhere else, but having googled it it appears to be original. Is this so? If so, bravo; it's a beautiful, poetic line.
Thank you!
I was trying to write this post and the piece NZOn Screen wanted in tandem, and not getting anywhere fast (apart from making myself cry by playing the Will Oldham track).
Then I realised that the bonus tracks on the second CD of Stroke were Chris singing, and the line came to me and that cracked it, really. Both pieces flowed from that.
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On a geekier note, hearing Chris Knox singing on "Stroke" has made me realise how separate language and speech are in the brain,
I think this is what prompted me to say hi to Chris and also how satisfying it is to come through the other side of being speechless and paralysed to seeing him bounce around up on stage made me see where his determination was. It looks like he will get there.The importance of time is often forgotten in the rush to get better.There are so many stages with the brain rebuilding. It's like at my age now a privilege to have gone through the stages with an increased understanding of how fantastic our brains are.
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While Barbara and Roger were speaking, the stranger next to me turned and said:
"I don't know how I could ever thank the guy ... " then paused. "Chris played at my wife's funeral. He did it purely because she was a big fan."
And then Chris appeared on stage and set the room on fire.
I was actually pretty dumbfounded. I've seen him recently and I know that he's still got a lot to struggle with, and that he tires quickly. Yet last night he unleashed all the music that's in him and it was this ... thing.
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In other news, iTunes have update Stroke with the correct tracks. Hooray!
They also appear to have refunded me for the whole album, which is not what I want. I think I'll end up buying the CD.
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Yet last night he unleashed all the music that's in him and it was this ... thing.
Yes, 2 sides to the brain of which differing stuff does emerge whilst it is rebuilding but I saw the old Chris emerging which is bigger than perhaps was there last week.
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"Chris played at my wife's funeral.
Isn't that just lovely? (sniff)
It was also lovely to see Renee (new mother) emerge. Congrats Renee.( and may I say brill name for the baby :) -
The very end of of Chris's performance at the Stroke launch:
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Wow. That is awesome.
Thank you, and everybody who has been a part of this.
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Damn, wish I could have been there!
My best Chris Knox concert memory: Chris in jandals and shorts going absolutely mental at some divey joint on the Lower East Side, giving the NYC punters their money's worth in sheer rock-deity brilliance -- and then pausing before one song (It's Love? Not Given Lightly?) to say how very, very, very, very much he and Barbara were missing their kids.
Nuclear family as punk rock. It was a quietly awesome moment.
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And best non-concert Chris Knox memory: me as a student, walking up to university from the train station, and pausing to admire a wee brown rabbit nibbling the grass in that little park on the corner of Anzac Ave and Waterloo Quadrant.
A smiley scruffy guy in shorts and jandals stopped to have a look too.
I said, with a certain amount of worry in my voice, since it might have been a lost pet, "Do you think it's a wild bunny?"
He paused for a moment and then said "No. l reckon we're perfectly safe. Best walk away quietly just in case, though."
I walked about six inches above the ground for the rest of the day, on that tiny dose of magical surrealism.
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And Shayne Carter playing 'Big Fat Elvis':
Imagine it sounding a lot chunkier there in the room.
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cheers very much for that, I was at home burpin' me brand new man-child...hang on, does the Kings Arm having a nursing station? I never thought to ask...
but a damn fine, misty-eyed time was had by all by the looks ... and good on you Chris. well played matey.
right, time for the ABs replay - no-one tell me the score.
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