Showing posts with label Ed Vulliamy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ed Vulliamy. Show all posts

Monday, August 5, 2024

Edna O’Brien / She did not suffer a fool or hypocrite and loved a good laugh’

 


Edna O’Brien



She did not suffer a fool or hypocrite and loved a good laugh’: novelist Edna O’Brien


Ed Vulliamy
Sun 4 Aug 2024 

An email correspondence about Bosnian Serb war criminal Radovan Karadžić led to Ed Vulliamy’s unexpected bond with the Irish author, who died last week aged 93


At first, I thought it was a practical joke, or that perhaps there were two Edna O’Briens: one was the greatest living woman writing in English (as Philip Roth described her), while the other was someone who happened to have the same name. An email arrived out of the blue from “Edna O’Brien”, wanting to meet and discuss a book with which she thought I might be able to help. I replied, delighted to oblige, trying to ask discreetly whether or not this was “the” Edna O’Brien, whose work I had admired for decades.

Saturday, December 19, 2020

2020 / Books of the year / Albert Camus’ The Plague / A story for our, and all, times





2020 / BOOKS OF THE YEAR

Albert Camus’ The Plague: a story for our, and all, times

The fascist ‘plague’ that inspired the novel may have gone, but 55 years after his death, many other varieties of pestilence keep this book urgently relevant


Ed Vulliamy
Mon 5 Jan 2015
Last modified on Wed 21 Aug 2019



Few writers kept their work as close to the subject of death as did Albert Camus, one of the greatest novelists and essayists of the 20th century, who met his own end in a road accident 55 years ago this week, on the Lyon-Paris Route Nationale 6.
Of all Camus’ novels, none described man’s confrontation – and cohabitation – with death so vividly and on such an epic scale as La Peste, translated as The Plague. Most of us read The Plague as teenagers, and we should all read it again. And again: for not only are all humankind’s responses to death represented in it, but now – with the advent of Ebola – the book works on the literal as well as metaphorical level.

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Carlos Santana / This much I know / ‘You can get high on what’s within you’


Carlos Santana.
Photograph by Christopher Patey

Carlos Santana: ‘You can get high on what’s within you’


This much I know

The musician, 68, on Woodstock, being discriminated against at school and making people cry with one note


Ed Vulliamy
Saturday 16 July 2016 14.00 BST



Music is in my blood. My father was a mariachi musician. He played the old Tijuana sound. I started learning the violin when I was five and when we moved to Tijuana from Jalisco, I started listening to be-bop, rock’n’roll, T-Bone Walker, BB King and John Lee Hooker. Their music was an education for me.
After Woodstock, there was no turning back. I guess something happened in my head while I was in Tijuana because when I moved to California, it all fused together. After feeling discriminated against at high school, I had a flowering of creativity in San Francisco. I drew on my Latino roots, plus the roots of all the other music: the soul and jazz, the blues and funk.
You don’t need drugs to get high. Drugs are a distraction, an excuse. You can get high on what’s within you. However, LSD – and I’m not promoting it – when under the right supervision, can help you claim your light, in a tangible way.
I grew up in a poor area, with a lot of people telling me I was unworthy. But I had my dad, who was charismatic and everyone respected, and I grew up like my mother, questioning everything: “Why am I a sinner? What did I do wrong?” I don’t buy into all this judgment, guilt and fear. That’s not God, it’s Godzilla.
God is in everything and everything is potentially divine. I’m not talking about the specific God from the Bible but the universal spirituality. Look at the cherry blossom on the trees in Washington in the spring – when they are out, they are beautiful, they know how divine they are, and they please the divinity.
Reuniting with the original Santana band has been a joy. We went our separate ways in 1972, and it’s been such a long adventure since then. We know each other like we know ourselves, and each brings what they have learned to the table. You can hear all our different inspirations: Latino, soul, funk, blues… but you can also hear how much we’ve grown.
Music cuts right into your subconscious, it speaks right past your head and into your soul. It sublimates the whole process of communication like no other language. Why is it that you can play one note, and it can make people cry? I find it hard to talk about, but it’s the level I live on.
My mother knew how to pull God’s coat tails and get what she wanted. She didn’t do it for herself, she did it for the family. We didn’t get lost, we didn’t go to jail or get into any kind of trouble. We just learned to ask the right questions and be who we are.
It’s always been about conveying a feeling through the guitar. BB King told me before he died, “You have to keep playing, Carlos, you have to keep the flame alight.’”
Carlos Santana’s latest album, Santana IV, is out now


THIS MUCH I KNOW
Carlos Santana  / ‘You can get high on what’s within you’
Georgia May Jagger / ‘With modelling, sometimes you’re punky, other times girly and sweet’
Tom Jones  / I might have become a miner like my father 
Tom Jones / ‘Fame allows you to release things that were already in you. It’s like drink in that respect’