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The opening track, Remember This, is an energetic anthem that sets the lyrical tone.
The World Between the Worlds and Jaine’s Guitar are before and after songs responding to the “crossing over” of a beloved family member.
The Real Miracle is an answer to a radio interview with a scientist who suggested that the big bang theory is a dis-proof of the existence of god.
Islands and Oceans is the heart of the album… a schizophrenic, autobiographical 10-minute musical adventure.
Raindrops Revisited takes a lyric written 30 years ago, and gives it a whole new musical setting.
We Know is another musical adventure, exploring the wisdom that comes from the experience of authentic love.
Eternity Friend is a ballad of appreciation to all of you soul friends who represent my soul family in this life.
My invitation once again… find 41 uninterrupted minutes, pour yourself a glass of wine and get out your favorite headphones, and listen to it straight through.
It’s a great ride. Enjoy!
Love, Doug
Posted by Rice in News-2014
The August 23rd Doug Rice Acoustic Ensemble concert at Rainbowland was wonderful! Here is a selection of Bruce Malnor’s photos taken at the concert. The music track is Doug Rice performing the Youngblood’s “Get Together” and David Bowie’s “Heroes.” We are continuing to upload videos from the concert, which can all be seen at https://rainbowlandmusic.com/videos/. Hope you enjoy them!
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Al “Runtime” Cooke travels to Rainbowland to play with Doug Rice, his Elixir bandmate from the early 1980’s. Here’s a some video footage of their reunion, sharing with friends & family, and practices before their 8/23/14 concert with the Doug Rice Acoustic Ensemble. Video of the concert will be coming soon!
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5/11/14
In honor of Mother’s Day, here is a clip from a concert last fall. I am singing a song called “Tender Song” to my mom, as the closing number of the concert. It was a truly special moment. Enjoy!
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My brother-in-law, Steve, passed away on January 22nd. I am especially close with my sister, Jaine, so this has been a time of deep feeling. In late December, Jaine and Steve returned home from their last trip to Stanford hospital, knowing that there was not much more that they could do. The house was cold from days of emptiness. They built a fire in the living room, and sat together, sharing stories from their amazing life together. After hearing this vignette from Jaine, I woke up in the middle of the night and wrote the song, The World Between the Worlds. It became my soundtrack in the days that followed, being present with Jaine from a distance.
Most of my family went together to be with Jaine after Steve’s passing. Steve, ever-supportive of Jaine’s creativity, had purchased her a beautiful Martin guitar years ago. Jaine, in turn, organized a family gift to me of the identical Martin guitar for my 50th birthday. We played songs together in remembrance of Steve. When I left to make the 6 hour drive back to Rainbowland, I grabbed Jaine’s guitar by mistake. A day or two later, I took Jaine’s guitar out of the case to see what I might find. There was the song, Jaine’s Guitar. It is a song written from me to Steve, and is for Jaine. Hence, the two-song cd Before and After
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What follows is the beautiful obituary Jaine wrote for Steve, with loving help from her wonderful friends:
Steve Agronsky – beloved husband, brother, and son; a man who dared to imagine the life he wanted and then live it among the orange and avocado trees and the oaks on his Templeton farm; professor of mathematics who truly put students first; a trekker of mountain ridge and cloud forests, volcano and jungle paths; paddler of Alaskan rivers; one who understood the great gift of humor, straight-faced, understated, and impeccably timed; who practiced the fine art of listening, confidante, wise advisor, and bracing friend; a man who loved children and trees… Steve died Wednesday, Jan. 22, 2014, surrounded by loved ones under a waning Wolf Moon. He requested there be no formal memorial. To honor his memory, plant a tree – Any tree, anywhere.
