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Janna Marit

I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells -Dr.S

About Me

In the beginning, before anyone knew what a beginning was-- there was now. In fact it's all there ever was. Now. So we could say, In the now there was now-- and it persisted. Sweet undulating moments that dripped off the spoon of experience like warm honey. Never remembered, never expected -- only electric transitioning life. Then arose the mind, who, being controlling by nature, began ordering sweet slippery life around. In the frenetic chaos that insued, it came to be that Time was born... -JM
Greetings. April 13th. We are going back in the studio to resume recording my debut album after a hiatus. Things are going wonderfully. I look forward to having it finished in the next few months. Stay tuned! Joy joy happy happy!
a wee bio: Janna Marit's music creates an atmosphere for the imagination to fill. Her songs feel like a vacation from the serious– even as the lyrics get around to serious stuff – sometimes sweetly hopeful, sometimes pointedly indicting the obtuse habits of humanity.
Janna traveled down many creative roads on her way to making music. Prior to embarking on song writing in 2003, Janna performed as a puppeteer, and as an actor in film and live sketch comedy. She is also a visual artist who draws, paints and makes jewelry. She wrote her first poem at the age of 6, and first musical composition at the age of 10. "It was a short classical avant-garde piano piece with some nice juicy dark parts and light happy moments that I was very proud of. I came across the only existing recording of it a few years ago but it was destroyed in a fire the following week. So, sadly I have no record of my first song. I still have that poem somewhere though."
As a songwriter she is inclined to look beyond the surface, picking up rocks to see what lies beneath– at the same time remaining joyfully buoyant. "I think the darkness is very interesting, the things we're afraid to look at. We might benefit to travel down those murky alleys more often. I also celebrate the sun, the trees, the great potential of the human being. We are really more powerful than we generally know. We create our world, our reality all the time. Far too often we create and re-create what we say we don't want. It's much easier to do that than to clear a space in your mind for the mystery and the pure possibility of life to unfold within."

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Music:

Member Since: 8/21/2005
Band Website: jannamarit.com
Band Members: Janna Marit: piano, guitar, vocals, ukelele
Simon Lynge: drums, melodica, ukelele, kalimba, guitar, slide whistle, vocals...
and a changing cast of other characters
Influences: Tom Waits, The Beatles, John Lennon, Elliott Smith, Bjork, music of the Gypsies, Billy Holiday, Edith Piaf, Sarah Vaughn, Fiona Apple, Nick Drake, Jon Brion, Madeleine Peyroux, Bob Dylan, Simon & Garfunkel, David Bowie, Rufus Wainwright, Radiohead, Phillip Glass, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, J.S.Bach, Beethoven, Thelonious Monk, Miles Davis, The Clash, The Kinks, Portishead, Nellie Mckay, The Squirrel Nut Zippers, Manu Chao, Celtic music, Cat Stevens, Johnny Cash, Middle Earth, e.e. cummings, Rumi, Tom Robbins, Alan Watts...
Some early film work of mine. It's a short clip, so don't blink!
The Magician

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Sounds Like: a moonlit daisy
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My Blog

More from the stream...

Splashes of blue baby ooh hoo hue. Whatever did the robin say while you slept upon your bed, dreaming art up in your headFilling you over the rim of your mind, pouring painted thought into dream timeO...
Posted by Janna Marit on Thu, 25 May 2006 12:10:00 PST

Really, I was only on coffee..

Some stream of consciousness stuff... I bask in the warm soft salty air of a flipping freely so sturdy steely life gaze gone to haze - yes yes the penguins leapt with a half cocked smile and a shake o...
Posted by Janna Marit on Tue, 23 May 2006 02:40:00 PST

woke up in the haze...

woke up in the haze of an after party craze after music faded I slipped onto a raft and my mind just dissipatedI drift now in the waking dream searching for an anchor the people I know are nowhere to...
Posted by Janna Marit on Tue, 23 May 2006 10:06:00 PST

Time rushed through the house.....

Time rushed through the house, turning over chairs and blowing out lights. It paused for a moment in the kitchen, wiping the grime from its hands onto an old apron before throwing it in the trash. We ...
Posted by Janna Marit on Tue, 23 May 2006 09:54:00 PST

It's all about the flow, oh, oh...

Its all about the flow, oh, oh,were the ones who need it you knowto keep our minds freewater is dedicated merely by gravityall manner of forces work their evil ways in closing our minds resourcesLaws ...
Posted by Janna Marit on Tue, 23 May 2006 02:51:00 PST

My glass is foggy...

My glass is foggy -- I know the bliss yet it eludes me. I cannot see what is in the way. So I try to kick start the flow - to detach from the worldly ties, at least in the way that they bind to ones ...
Posted by Janna Marit on Tue, 23 May 2006 03:45:00 PST

curving blue

seeking glory with ears of light,eyes wide open for the flightI swoop into a tiny flower dancing with the bees, red and yellow abound--weakening my kneesheart alights like butterfly on petal dewI find...
Posted by Janna Marit on Tue, 23 May 2006 03:20:00 PST

The birth of Time...

In the beginning, before anyone knew what a beginning was-- there was now. In fact it's all there ever was. Now. So we could say, In the now there was now-- and it persisted. Sweet undulating moments...
Posted by Janna Marit on Tue, 23 May 2006 02:25:00 PST