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When there are no words to speak

When there are no words to speak

Music sings the heart that the mind cannot express. Edvard Grieg’s “In the Hall of the Mountain King” performed at the Musikfestspiele Potsdam Sanssouci by the Deutsches Filmorchester Babelsberg under the direction of Scott Lawton:

Songbird

Songbird

“Where words fail, music speaks.” ~ Hans Christian Anderson Those of you who know me or have followed this blog at all know that singing is a great love of mine. I sing out on the deck, sometimes softly and sometimes quite loudly. I beg forgiveness of my neighbors, but it’s necessary for my sanity that I do this. I’ve tried to limit this activity to the car, but I really need to be free to move, and to direct…

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Life Soundtrack Snapshot

Life Soundtrack Snapshot

For historical purposes, here are my current 50 most-played songs on the iPod. A Thousand Years Sting 5:58 All I Have to Do Is Dream The Everly Brothers 2:25 All I Really Want Alanis Morissette 5:25 All This Beauty The Weepies 3:20 Big Wheel Tori Amos 3:18 Bloodletting (The Vampire Song) Concrete Blonde 6:07 Comfort Deb Talan 3:16 Counting Stars Sugarcult 3:38 Daily Living Eldar Djangirov 6:12 Down to Nowhere Thea Gilmore 3:54 Dream of You Mary Fahl 3:44 Drink…

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Childhood Music, Take One

Childhood Music, Take One

I’ve been thinking about narratives, how people create stories about themselves – even (maybe even especially) private stories. I’m not sure whether it’s our culture, or if it’s just me, but music anchors me even more than sight or touch. It rivals smell for the primal whole-self response. I had an idea to free-associate, to simply list the music I strongly recall enjoying. For almost a minute, I had the illusion that that I could make a whole list. I…

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Ne Me Quitte Pas: Song for a Melancholy Day

Ne Me Quitte Pas: Song for a Melancholy Day

If you’re wanting to really enjoy some melancholia, and you’re a hopeless romantic like myself, it’s hard to beat “Ne Me Quitte Pas” by the Flemish/Belgian/French Jacques Brel. It’s the number one song on my self-pity list. My friend Hayley reminded me of the song recently on Facebook. I hadn’t realized how awful the English translations and revisionings have been until my other friend Dot pointed it out. My French isn’t that great. The first time I heard the song…

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Poem: The Vine

Poem: The Vine

The Vine — A VirusHead Poem All this talk of trees, on and on for the phallic market Strategies of an oily snake for leafage sales (once his hanging Globulars were taken). Sublime awareness must be more Than a petty lesson from a parent uncomfortable With the shape of fruition, death more complex Than effect catalyzed by theft of figgish ‘apple’, or … Lest we ruin another ancient secret, the swords still whirl. But there was a gift, a scion,…

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