Leon Williams ~ Twist ‘n Shout.

I was looking for a decent acoustic cover of Twist ‘n Shout, but I couldn’t find one. There was a Beatles “tribute” band version that was just too painful to watch all the way through. I thought this was kind of cute so I am sharing for all you aspiring ukulele-ists. :)

{sunday} 33davidm ~ The Conversation

Silueta of Crushed Lipstick and Mum Petals by Carolina Ebeid
I heard you in the garden 
& I was afraid I was naked so I hid.  

I was naked because  I was afraid 
—I said to myself.  

Vox gone hidden in the imbecile garden. 
In the traffic I hid me.  

Fear smells mineral, petroleum, sumac, rain-lustered. 
I drink the drams from its awe-silver limbs.  

I heard your voice purpling like bellies of Peruvian 
blues at various depths in soil. Away-from. 

Artificial lights, they leave the leafy
night looking icy in unfinished colors.  

I heard you say magenta:
three syllables swarming out the voice box.  

Swarm brings back no mauvish/cyan/crimson 
to your sightline but some tv snow.  

A needle dragging skin-dust long the vinyl grooves.
Music acquires you in iotas.  

As static I heard you whirling around the vinyl- 
dark round & round—  

Adrenaline alters the hide, hair. 
I was afraid of the paradise in my ear.

Happy Sunday.

As a gift for today, I uploaded the greatest classical guitar album of all time, Christopher Parkening’s Romanza. It came out in 1969 and I have probably listened to it 10,000 times since then. It has not been available for many decades, except on vintage vinyl. I digitized this one myself, using a really crappy record player and a scratchy album I found on eBay. I have a newer vinyl copy now and a much better turntable, so I suppose I should re-digitize the album. Until I do, I’m sure this will tide you over. There is a link to download the whole album below.

It will be paradise in your ear.

Download the whole album here.

Adam Mead ~ Summer’s Last Rites …

Tho we gotta say goodbye for the summer
Darling I promise you this
I’ll send you all my love every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss

Yes it’s gonna be a cold lonely summer
But I’ll fill the emptiness
I’ll send you all my dreams every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss

I’ll see you in the sunlight
I’ll hear your voice everywhere
I’ll run to tenderly hold you
But darling you won’t be there

I don’t want to say goodbye for the summer
Knowing the love we’ll miss
Oh let us make a pledge to meet in September
And seal it with a kiss

Yes it’s gonna be a cold lonely summer
But I’ll fill the emptiness
I’ll send you all my love every day in a letter
Sealed with a kiss
Sealed with a kiss
Sealed with a kiss

T. Wendell Peek ~ … say cheese

Ian Hunter ~ Dandy
Can’t quite put my finger on who he is singing about.

Something is happening, Mr. Jones
My brother says you’re better than the Beatles or the Stones
From Saturday night to Sunday morning
You turned us into heroes
Can you hear the heroes sing

Dandy
You are the prettiest star
There ain’t no life on Mars but we always thought there might be

Dandy
You opened up the door
You left us wanting more
And then we took the last bus home

Who let the genie out of the lamp?
The Little Lord Fauntleroy who let him out of his amp
From Saturday night to Sunday morning
Well Trevor’s getting bolder
And Woody loves the hit thing

Dandy
This world was black-and-white
You showed us what it’s like
To live inside a rainbow

Dandy
You thrilled us to the core
You left us wanting more
And then we took the last bus home

Lie lie la lie
Lie lie la lie

You beat up the liar
You had it all
The voice, the look, the songs that shook
The gift of the gab and the gall

From Saturday night to Sunday morning
When all we had to look forward to was the weekend
You made our lives worth living

Dandy
You’re still the prettiest star
There ain’t no life on Mars but we always thought there might be

Dandy
You took us to the fair
With Cabaret Voltaire
And then we took the last train home

Dandy
You know we waited long enough
They should put a statue up in Piccadilly CircusDandy
You blew us all away
Outta the drab and the gray
And then we caught the last bus home

Dandy
The keeper of the flame
We won’t see your like again
Oh, Dandy was a one-off

Dandy
Hey, look at what you’ve become
I guess I owe you one
So thanks for the memories

{video} Louie Schwartzberg ~ Gratitude

I love Louie Schwartzberg.

I think each of us would have a better day every day if we started each day watching this video every day, so I’m going to pin this at the top of the page for a while.

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