With the first signs of summer the islands blossom into song. Good friends from Oakland, Chris Grampp and his lovely wife Nina Feldman, came to our little nest in the Pacific and we enjoyed a Kanikapila at my house with them. They left us with several contrapuntal pieces we immediately adopted into our schizophrenic songbook. Mahalo Chris and Nina, please think of us stranded in the sea, while you travel to all those neat music camps on the mainland this summer.
Compulsive photographer Jack Grace is finally captured on film, oops not film, but this is how he appears most often, sort of a genial cyclops. And finally the fabulous Hula Sisters made their way to the club joining Kumu Robyn for a surprise mass hula. These are the sisters that were all once so shy that such a thing was impossible. We have danced together for years and somehow they all snapped out of their shells at once like a massive field of flowers all bursting into bloom. Not me though, I stayed on my perch and played the song. More better that way I think. It's wonderful how music and dance bring us together. Well done girls! And now that they are so good they have agreed to grace us once more at our upcoming CD release party later this month. Be there or be square! With love and Aloha, The Honeys.....

Labels: Chris Grampp, Hana Hou, hula, Hula Honeys

Goodness how the time does fly. I am scolded by friends that the Blog Bogs, and its true. So much happens that I become remiss in my duty to fess up to fun. Hana Hou continues to surprise us each week with new faces from all over the map. We are astonished and pleased to make new friends from far and wide. Our little melting pot of an island pulls in people from the most unlikely places. We were lucky to have Roselle dance for us one night, she brings a grace that takes us back in time to an older, smaller Maui. The first two photos were taken by our good friend Jack Grace, he kindly sent them to me. I love the calm colors that the weak light bestows. Thanks Jack. Then a shot of Robyn in the studio at Ululoa with Jake Roher on the final day of vocals for the upcoming CD entitled Girl Talk, an old jazz favorite by Neal Hefty. Then a shot of the Honeys with Eric Gilliam, a honey in his own rite, at a charming wedding up in chilly Kula. We were all putting on sweaters as the sun sank into the sea. Fun to be with good company and to watch young people who seem to really "get it" tie the knot. Another brief span of time as the planet Venus passes close by and we all spin around just trying to keep up. Thanks for checking in. Ginger

Labels: Girl Talk, Hana Hou, Hula Honeys, Kula

• Yes, last night was a gas. Henry Allen wowed us with his jazzy guitar playing and his warm rich vocals. Green Dolphin Street was my favorite. Bassist Johnathan Drechsler kept the night moving as only he can. Good friends came out of the jungle and the warm tropical night was full of song and good food as the Hana Hou kept pace with the crowd. We are the lucky ones and we know it, to live here in the middle of the sea, surrounded by the Pacific ocean, rubbing elbows with the nicest folks we could hope to meet. Aloha, Ginger
  

Labels: Hana Hou, Hawaiian Music, ukulele