Showing posts with label Keith Richards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Keith Richards. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

start.

If you follow me on Pinterest, you've probably notice I have been "pinning" a plethora of Rolling Stones photos lately.

I grew up listening to The Rolling Stones, and their music literally made appearances at our breakfast table. In fact, my first concert was the San Francisco stop of their "Bigger Bang" tour.

This music runs in my blood, and I've been flirting with the idea of a producing a showcase featuring the music of the world's greatest rock and roll band for the last year. Although I'm working on several different projects that are requiring my full artistic attention, I'm hoping to focus making this a reality as soon as I can.

It's been 50 years since band was formed, and I want to celebrate how music has changed as well.

My friends, I am on the hunt for amazing covers, remixes, etc. of anything by The Rolling Stones. I found this cover of "Miss You" by Justin Timberlake a few weeks ago, and immediately, my choreographic brain started tingling...



This is just the tip of the iceberg. I'm not sure where this path will go, but I'm hoping to collect a plethora of songs and formulate more of a story and direction from there.

Feel free to post in the comments below or tweet me (@PortiaFavro) if you hear anything fantastic.

Thank you and stay tuned!

Monday, November 19, 2012

mondays.



















A few years ago in a restaurant in the middle of Mexico, I remember reading this quote scribbled on the wall in black sharpie: 

"If we don't meet your epxectations, lower them. Then everything is a bonus". 

This year so far has been a bonus. I went into 2012 knowing I would graduate from university. I had it set my mind that I would work as hard possible to pursue my passions. 

Growing up, I was a control freak. I hated not knowing what was coming at my next. However, with the news, live performances and well, life, I have finally freed myself from these constriants.

Personally, I have had a few friends experience loss or have had their world turned upside down by things they can't control. This really hit me how small the window is for us to grab opportunities and run. Yes, not every one may be perfect, but it's experience. 

I've gotten some really lovely tweets, messages and texts in the last week of people saying it looks like I'm doing well. I'm very lucky to be in the right place at the right time, working with some incredible people. Looking at each day as an opportunity has changed what I do, and I am in full, wild pursuit to make my time here (whether it be in Toronto, or on Earth) as valuable as possible. 

However, I wouldn't be able to live the dream without the support of my amazing family and friends. Major shout out to you all, you're my village that has picked me up when I tripped and have my back. 

Just a thought. 

Friday, May 4, 2012

rollingstone.


It's Friday night - what are you up to?

Usually I'm out tearing up Toronto with a few of my girls by my side, but after a long and busy week of moving and what not, I'm taking this weekend off. I have a glass of vin blanc at my fingertips, music turned up and a good book waiting to be read.

Last night was a bit of a different story though, but I'll back up a bit further.

Growing up, I remember when we had Cream of Wheat for breakfast, my dad always asked:

"Do you put the milk or brown sugar on first?"

Of course, my brothers, mother and I all had vastly different opinions and would argue back and forth.

One of my siblings or I would eventually catch on that Dad hadn't said anything yet.

"Okay Dad, what's the answer then? Milk or sugar?"

Without hesitation, my father would raise his hands, assume an air guitar position, and in his best impersonation, sing "Brown Sugar!"

And that's where my Rolling Stones obsession began.

Last night, I was invited to the opening night of "50 years of The Rolling Stones: A Rock & Roll Retrospective Exhibit Opening" at the Analogue Gallery on Queen West. This was a part of the Contact Photography Festival (see I'm making my list happen!), and was the opening night party for the exhibit.