Welcome to Overheard Productions In Transition to the Overheard Group

Kambah
Kambah

Welcome to Overheard Productions as it currently stands, and has stood, since 6 December 2003.

However, after 36 reboots, and reduxes, and not a little redacting, we’re now in a transition phase to splut up…

Splut up? Ok, I’ve been hanging around with a LOT of Kiwis lately.

We’re splitting into a number of reasonably well-defined entities, some of which will carry the red, white, and black livery that you currently se, others that will be similar in look and feel, and others that will be duck-diving under the surface, away from view, such that if you see them, you won’t recognise they come from the same stable.

We’ll be the Woolworths or Coles of the music/entertainment/arts and toilet-cleaning world! 😉

Stay tuned! We won’t try to put a timeframe on this changeover, as that usually ends in tears. As recently as last week.

But definitely… maybe… possibly…

Surely be to goodness, mercy and light by Saturday 21 July 2017. Say around 7pm-ish at the Yacht Club! 😉 Call it a present to ourselves…

Various gods willing, inshallah, the creeks don’t rise, and the crops don’t fail.

Back to work. Can you see yourself out? Sweet.

Toodles!

 

Bill Quinn
Overheard Productions
www.facebook.com/OverheardProductions

Ph: +61-405-651-681
@overheardprod

bill.fj.quinn@gmail.com

Billgella Lawsoote eating out -- one of my FAVOURITE things to do. I LOVE eating out!
Billgella Lawsoote eating out — one of my FAVOURITE things to do. I LOVE eating out!

A Punter’s Perspective March 2014: No Such Things As Mistakes

Oops! There are no such things as mistakes.
Oops! There are no such things as mistakes.

A Punter’s Perspective: Random observations on the wide, weird world of folk from the side of the stage

No Such Things As Mistakes Part I

First published in Trad and Now magazine, March 2014

As has been the case from time to time in the seven years plus of A Punter’s Perspective, ’tis the night before deadline and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a half-decent idea for a folk music magazine article.

Realising my dilemma on the train to work today, I turned to the world’s font of most knowledge (and funny cat videos): Twitter. And I asked publicly to all, and pointedly to three or four music bloggers, what might a good topic be.

Image courtesy of The Dutch Guy
Image courtesy of The Dutch Guy

The answer came from a former radio presenter now blogger/vlogger (a kindred spirit, then) from the Netherlands who goes by the eponymous title of ‘The Dutch Guy’ (@DutchGuyOnAir), and he suggested:

“How about talking about some mistakes indie artists might make?”

By curious coincidence, this is a topic I’d considered before and only pulled back from it at the risk of causing offence.

Causing offence is a service I often provide — usually unintentionally.

I’ve put enough noses out of joint in the music world in the past nine years by commission, omission or at the very least, blind stupidity, and have no need to add to that score by inadvertent misadventure.

I often say that I can have intelligence insulted without watching certain TV programs or listening to certain radio stations. (And that I didn’t mention them by name is at least a sign that I’m learning — slowly.)

Similarly, I have no need to add to the great heaving morass of people I have annoyed by mistake or misinterpretation by going out of my way to rile them up. It’s just not how I’m wired and those who I run into who DO delight in this way of living, well, I just edge slowly away from them and run.

[UPDATE: This article was written at a time when I was pretty happy with life: working 6.5hrs a day at a very large multinational company — the one that never forgets that its THEIR money — bouncing between two locations (a girlfriend’s place in the south west of Sydney and a three-week on, three-week off arrangement taking care of a Tibetan Terrier and a three-level mansion of a place high, high up above the Pittwater on Sydney’s northern beaches.

I did not know it at the time, but all three were: mistakes. But maybe I had to have all of those fall and fail to embed the lessons of crowing too noisily about when things are going well. If you don’t know the parable about the bird that finds warmth and heat from a very unexpected place, then announces it to the world, ask me sometime. It’s not for here or I too could get covered in ship.]

Therefore, some disclaimers.

I am totally in awe of musicians, artists and singer-songwriters.

The concept of playing a three to 20-stringed instrument (or one you blow, slap or pump) while singing and possibly dancing (or at least a little light duck-walking), and then doing that from 20 minutes at a time, for up to three or four hours, leaves me absolutely breathless.

So any observations that I have about how musos ply their trade are made in that context. (See this is the fine print and early warning sign that so many miss and the next thing I’m being pilloried and people are jumping to conclusions so fast they strain their hamstrings.) Continue reading

National Folk Festival – Grimick – Interview with Griff

Image courtesy of Grimick
Image courtesy of Grimick

Chris “Griff” Griffiths is one third of the membership of Sydney band Grimick and one half of its name.

Confused? Never fear. (Small band member joke there; we move on.) Yes, never fear because Griff has a black belt in algebra, and is not afraid to use it.

Grimick are Griff, Mick (join the nomenclature dots there) and Dr Fear.

I first encountered them at Kangaroo Valley Folk Festival several years ago and was quite mesmerised by the songs and music. Later listening to their wonderful album ‘Dazzle’, I was even more enchanted. Firstly for the stunning production values and warm, rich sound, and secondly for the fact that Grimick have this tendency to give their music away.

Griff explains more about this ethos in the interview, and the fact that you can download the whole shooting match at their website.

I interviewed Griff at Punchbowl Boys’ High School in Sydney’s south-west earlier this week and we spent a bit of time talking about the benefits to be had from inter-meshing music and education.

And by and by we did discuss music, and Grimick’s first foray to the National Folk Festival this weekend.

Highly recommended. See them if you can.

Grimick’s performances at the National Folk Festival:

Friday 29 March – Scrumpy, 9pm
Saturday 30 March – Flute and Fiddle, 7pm
Sunday 31 March – Scrumpy, 6pm