T. Wendell Peek ~ The Florentine

They seek him here
They seek him there
His clothes are loud
But never square
It will make or break him so he’s got to buy the best
‘Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion

And when he does his little rounds
‘Round the boutiques of London town
Eagerly pursuing all the latest fads and trends
‘Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion

Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is)
Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is)

He thinks he is a flower to be looked at
And when he pulls his frilly nylon panties right up tight
He feels a dedicated follower of fashion

Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is)
Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is)

There’s one thing that he loves and that is flattery
One week he’s in polka-dots, the next week he’s in stripes
‘Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion

They seek him here
They seek him there
In Regent Street
And Leicester Square
Everywhere the Carnabetian army marches on
Each one a dedicated follower of fashion

Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is)
Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is)

His world is built ’round discotheques and parties
This pleasure-seeking individual always looks his best
‘Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion

Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is)
Oh yes, he is (Oh yes, he is)

He flits from shop to shop just like a butterfly
In matters of the cloth, he is as fickle as can be
‘Cause he’s a dedicated follower of fashion

He’s a dedicated follower of fashion
He’s a dedicated follower of fashion

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

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