Dmitri Matheny's THE SNOWCAT is inspired by the ancient Asian parable of The Oxherder, in which a herdboy's quest to find his missing ox is likened to an individual's journey through life.
With origins in India, the parable became popular in medieval Japan and was depicted on 13th century handscrolls as the 'Ten Bulls' or 'Ten Oxherding Pictures.'
The scrolls traditionally divide the hero's journey into ten stages, each accompanied by a circularly framed image and a simple verse.
Rendered in the graphic style of Japanese narrative illustration, the story is as accessible and visually compelling as a modern comic book.
As in the ancient parable, the hero of THE SNOWCAT finds her companion and returns home to appreciate the beauty of nature, play music and have fun with friends.
She maintains hope, optimism and determination in the face of adversity, discovers the gentle power of sitting quietly, and embodies the spirit of sharing and gratitude that makes the holidays such a magical time.
Join us for the Arizona premiere of Dmitri Matheny's THE SNOWCAT A cool cat tale for the whole family
Holly Pyle vocals Dmitri Matheny flugelhorn/storyteller Andrew Gross saxophones Nick Manson keyboard T-Bone Sistrunk bass Dom Moio drums
“In this spellbinding performance, jazz flugelhornist and composer Dmitri Matheny and his band weave a magical, musical tale of a little girl searching for her missing white cat on a chilly afternoon. Based on a medieval Japanese parable, The SnowCat reveals the spirit of sharing and gratitude that makes the holiday season such a wonderful time of year.” —Town & Country
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
"Simplicity is the final achievement.
After one has played a vast quantity of notes and more notes,
it is simplicity that emerges as the crowning reward of art." —Frédéric Chopin
"I do not have much patience with a thing of beauty
that must be explained to be understood.
If it does need additional interpretation
by someone other than the creator,
then I question whether it has fulfilled its purpose." —Charles Chaplin
"Oh, what would a girl like Sarah want with a simple
Nebraska boy like me? I don't know nothin' about fancy cars
and fancy restaurants. Still, I would love to show her
a moonlit night out by the hay stacks." —Joe
Some say The Lunatic suffers from an affective disorder, since the full moon can cause sleep deprivation in light sensitive individuals. However, given that the moon's gravity exerts power over the tides, and the brain is mostly water, isn't it possible that the moon effects human behavior more than we realize?