Telekinesis

 Telekinesis

As mentioned in a previous post, I stumbled upon musicians warming up for some west coast band at the Horseshoe  the other night as I made my way back from R. Murray Schafer’s Children’s Crusade opera. Oh, that’s kinda appropriate, dontcha think: a band called An Horse at the Horseshoe?! The sign out front of the ‘Shoe announced some main act Telekinesis. The name sounded kinda familiar, but maybe I was mixing them up with some band called Television?

All I know is that I just needed a beer after all that traipsing around for two hours in an abandoned warehouse over in Liberty Village following the action of Schafer’s Chosen One (what a geat voice this young boy and all his fellow-choristers from the CCOC displayed) as he visited, amongst the numerous elaborate sets, a Hades-inspired version of a strip club. And not to spoil it for you if this singular opera gets re-staged in the near future, I got particularly bummed out when all those kids he was leading with a kind of Messianic innocence - and who were simply trying to save the world with a plaintive message of Love  - drowned as they attempted to cross the darkened, angry seas to Jerusalem…

Well, you can see why I needed that beer, along with the purifying blast and good humour of this band Telekinesis! Hey, any band that heralds from Seattle is good in my books, so this was the icing on the cake after Schafer’s exquisite and requisite dose of Canadian content, courtesy of Soundstreams and Toronto’s Luminato Festival!!