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Photo by Andy Dawson ReidA suggested in my last post, our dalliance with the arts over the winter months here on Vancouver Island has not been confined to the theatre alone. This follow-up missive takes us into the wonderful world of music in Victoria… and a surprisingly varied world that is. Herewith a few of the highlights from a wide spectrum of celebratory events.  As chance would have it these all feature predominantly the human voice

First up – an event for which we had purchased tickets way back in the summer of 2025 – the extraordinary Ladysmith Black Mambazo at The Royal Theatre.

Now – just in case any gentle reader should be unaware of this legendary ensemble, herewith a brief extract from their extensive entry in Wikipedia:

“Ladysmith Black Mambazo is a South African male choral group singing in the local vocal styles of isicathamiya and mbube. They became known internationally after singing with Paul Simon on his 1986 album “Graceland”. They have since won many awards, including five Grammy Awards.

Formed by Joseph Shabalala in 1960, they became one of South Africa’s most prolific musical groups. Their releases received gold and platinum disc honours in both South Africa and abroad. The group became a mobile academy of South African through their isicathamiya music”.

At The Royal – on a virtually unadorned stage and behind a simple row of microphones – the nine members of the current choir quickly captivated the sell-out crowd with their infectious call-and-response routines, their silky harmonisation and their soulful melodies – the which were energetically underscored by their exuberant choreography. Our faces were wreathed with delighted smiles throughout.

(Sadly, we hear that Albert Mazibuko – one of the founders of Ladysmith Black Mambazo – recently passed away. Rest in peace).

At the opposite end of the spectrum from The Royal Theatre may be found the ‘Brentwood Bay Village Empourium’. This delightful meeting place bills itself thus:

“Welcome to Greater Victoria’s Favourite place to meet up with friends, enjoy great food and drink and browse our selection of merchandise – much of it locally and regionally procured. From apparel to dishware, greeting cards, candles, decor, jewellery and gifts – we’re your friendly neighbourhood general store and more”!

In addition to decent coffee and rather good snacks this hospitable cafe is also a live music venue. On Friday nights the display cabinets in the centre of the shop are pushed back to create an intimate 35 seat cabaret-style venue at which local musicians just love to play.

I am slightly embarrassed to admit that – in the decade since we came to Canada – we had not until recently attended any of these shows. This omission was corrected a few weeks back for the visit of Victoria legend, Louise Rose. This from the BC Entertainment Hall of Fame website:

“Musical from a very early age, Louise’s capabilities and interests haven’t exactly been restricted to making music. A native of the United States, she has, among other things, been a police officer, a Baptist missionary and a sociology teacher. But all that changed after she arrived in Victoria in the early 1970’s and fell in love with British Columbia’s capital city. A pianist, vocalist, and actress, she was formally trained in piano, organ, voice, conducting and arranging. Her teachers included Oscar Peterson, Duke Ellington and Leonard Bernstein. She is host of ‘Let’s Sing Again’ – and leader of the Louise Rose Trio. Louise is also conductor of the highly successful Victoria Good News Choir, which specializes in blues, gospel, semi-classical and jazz”.

We have seen Louise before and can attest to the fact that she truly lives up to her legend. She improvises on the piano with an extraordinary harmonic sense and is a character very much larger than life. At the Empourium she declared that she did not hold with breaks between sets – and that she would simply play until she had run out of requests.

Finally in this eclectic smorgasbord of musical treats is one that I had not expected to experience. The Victoria Symphony Orchestra (VSO) were closing out their season with a performance of Mozart’s Requiem at the Royal – the which event was sold out long before we heard about it. In part this was because the VSO was to be joined for the performance by the choir of King’s College, Cambridge.

When I did finally hear the news it came in the form of a flyer advertising the availability of a very limited number of seats at one of the final rehearsals for the concert. This would take place at the Farquhar auditorium at the University of Victoria and only one hundred and seventy five tickets would be issued. The choir and the VSO would be led through the Requiem by the King’s College Director of Music, Daniel Hyde, with his instructions amplified for the edification of the fascinated attendees.

I have long had a tangential interest in the King’s College Choir – and not just because I was a boy soprano back in the day before my voice broke. I grew up listening to the recordings of the King’s College Choir (in particular those of their Christmas choral music, the which I still reach for come the season). Also, my penultimate employment in the UK was at a very well known school that not only had its own excellent choir but was also blessed with strong links to Cambridge. For a number of years I sang in impromptu Christmas Eve choirs in the chapel there and can attest to some of the magic involved.

 

 

 

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“I killed my ex lovers and buried to my memories’ grave.
It is January and I am tired of being brave.”

Arzum Uzun

It occurs to me that the month just finished was the first January (with just a couple of exceptions) during which I had not worked since way back in the 1970s. Strangely – and slightly guilt-inductively – it has zipped by and disappeared over the horizon with nary a second thought. How odd!

It helps, of course, that though we have been watching avidly the reports of terrible weathers afflicting different parts of the globe, here – on the west coast of Canada – it has been merely wet… not icily, gustily, torrentially or anything else like that. Just wet!

Yesterday – however – there was sunshine as well – and we marvelled at how the shafts of sunlight pierced the forest at Centennial Park.

Naturally, pictures were taken:

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It seems that the majority of posts to this journal for December feature photographs taken at and around Island View beach here on the Saanich Peninsula. In part this abundance is because Island View is a particularly good place to walk in winter, but also because it is photogenic and constantly changing with the weather. This latest batch of images were taken on a day when the wind was seasonably bitter and gusting strongly from the south east. The Haro Strait rarely sees breakers (not behind Sidney and James islands at any rate) but this was an exception. One could easily appreciate how so many fallen (or felled) trees could end up being tossed onto the shore:

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidNow – for me this sort of day calls for a brisk walk and then to scurry back into the warmth of our safe abode – where we can hunker down and day-dream about sun-bathed beaches in the distant south. Not so for these dudes:

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…to friends, acquaintances and gentle readers…

…from the Kickass Canada Girl and the Imperceptible Immigrant…

we wish you a safe and peaceful Christmas and a Happy Hogmany!

As is my habit, here be some Chistmassy images from the Pacific north west; specifically from the splendid home that I am fortunate enough to share with The Girl.

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“Late afternoon on the West Coast ends with the sky doing all its brilliant stuff”

Joan Didion

Last time out I posted a cluster of images of the driftwood that accumulates above the strand line on our beaches here on Vancouver Island – and of the structures that our fellow humans feel compelled to build using it.

I thought I might now just add a few further photographs taken on the same sunny walk. The motivation so to do is in part the fact that the weather has comprised nothing but rain since that most pleasant day and I would like to be able to contemplate other more cheerful moods.

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We are well into December now and the year seems to be rushing away as though trying desperately to escape. Given the grim happenings of the passed twelve months that is perhaps no surprise. Indeed it may even be no bad thing.

Here on the west coast of Canada the weather is also doing its best wash away all of the horribleness – with a forecast for the foreseeable future featuring rain, rain, rain and even more rain.

As a result the occasional sunny days seem to be even more of a gift than usual – and we are sure to make the most of them. Here we walk along Island View Beach – above the strandline – marvelling at the huge logs that have been thrown up along the shore by the extra high tides.

Not only are these ocean-worn monoliths strangely beautiful in their own right, but it also seems that folks cannot resist the temptation to erect makeshift monuments from this un-looked for bounty on the beaches.

I thought that the gentle reader might perhaps like to peruse a few images of these driftwood dreams:

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She stands in tattered gold
Tossing bits of amber and jade
Jewels of a year grown old:
November.”

Zephyr Ware Tarver – “A Queen Makes an Exit”

November is upon us!…

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It is high time to wrap up this extended sequence of posts that aim to offer the gentle reader a photographic glimpse of our travels in Alberta and British Columbia back at the start of the summer. These excursions will stick in our minds for a long time but one of the joys of maintaining an online journal such as this is that we can refer easily to such shared memories from many years back. Just yesterday The Girl and I were refreshing our reminiscences of a stay in the Perigord back in 2013!

Anyhow! As we came back down the island following our sojourn in Port Alberni we took time out to spend a few hours on Gabriola island. I have written a little before about our connection to this small island off the coast of the much larger one on which we live and some of these images may already be familiar – but I include them anyway for completeness.

These photos are of the incredible wave-worn rock formations on the northern tip of Gabriola island – the Malaspina Galleries. With our guests we spent a happy interlude exploring the extraordinary formations and textures that the sea and the wind have wrought over the centuries

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Nothing more to be said. Our expedition in June to Banff, Jasper, Vancouver and points north on the island was hugely enjoyable and fully lived up to the hopes and expectations that we had for it.

Happy travellers!

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“No, the safest thing is to become an island. To make your house a citadel against all the garbage and ugliness in the world. How else can you be sure of anything?”

Nickolas Butler, Shotgun Lovesongs

When we arrived back on the island from our expedition to the Rocky Mountains earlier this summer, one might have expected that to have been the end of our adventuring (for the time-being anyway). Such is not, however, in our nature and The Girl had planned and organised for us a further trip ‘up-island’.

I have written and posted photos before concerning our favourite day out on the water from Port Alberni – the voyage to Bamfield upon the supply ship the MV Frances Barkley. This will doubtless not be the last time that I post images on this subject but it is the latest such.

Enjoy:

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In my experience most new visitors to Canada have as their number one must see attraction… bears! Herewith – on the shore of the Alberni inlet – a mother with two cubs. Mission accomplished!

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“Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance
Everybody thinks it’s true”

Paul Simon

To mention crossing the Rocky Mountains by train to most travellers is probably to conjure up thoughts of the iconic ‘Rocky Mountaineer’. For those not in the know the ‘Mountaineer’ is a luxury long distance tourist train which traverses Canada from Toronto to Vancouver; broadly in the same category as the Orient Express in Europe.

Now, for my money (of which there is clearly an insufficiency!) there are two main drawbacks to the ‘Mountaineer’:

  1. it is eye-wateringly expensive
  2. on the trip across the Rockies you don’t get to sleep on the train. Passengers are shipped off to a hotel in Kamloops to re-join the next morning. Excuse me! Sleeping on the train – in motion – really is the point (for this enthusiast at least)

We travelled instead from Jasper to Vancouver on the regular ViaRail service which operates under the banner of The Canadian. Not quite as iconic perhaps, but pretty close. If you are stirred by the images of the classic stainless steel train sets that make up The Canadian you might care to check out the history and detail of the trains here.

Having boarded at the top of the morning in Jasper we spent much of the daylight part of the 24 hour journey in one of the classic domed panorama cars – the which could have been (and probably were!) designed specifically for the sweeping, dramatic landscapes of the Rockies. Then – whilst we dined in some opulence in one of the splendid restaurant cars – our day cubicle was converted into the curtained bunk berths in which we passed the hours of darkness; though not before retiring to the gorgeous curved observation car (see below) for a digestif.

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Come the next morning we awoke to find ourselves rolling gently into Vancouver.

Photo by Andy Dawson ReidPhoto by Andy Dawson ReidWell – that’s another item crossed off the bucket-list!

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