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Muzica de vineri: In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

Harry McClintockIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains

One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fires were burning,
Down the track came a hobo hiking,
And he said, „Boys, I’m not turning
I’m headed for a land that’s far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we’ll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
There’s a land that’s fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night.
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines every day
And the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers’ trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh I’m bound to go
Where there ain’t no snow
Where the rain don’t fall
The winds don’t blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol
Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There’s a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around it
In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
The jails are made of tin.
And you can walk right out again,
As soon as you are in.
There ain’t no short-handled shovels,
No axes, saws nor picks,
I’m bound to stay
Where you sleep all day,
Where they hung the jerk
That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
….
I’ll see you all this coming fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains

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In cautarea cuvintelor: putina aflare si nadajduirea

Nu stiam ca o sa caut, de altfel nici nu plecasem in cautarea lor, nu actionasem dupa vreun plan ci doar mi-au sarit in fata le-am gasit, m-au gasit si s-au napustit cu ferocitate asupra-mi. Tumultul e mare, noroc ca am gasit prin rucsac un pix (care la -13 grade Celsius mai lasa dare pe hartie doar daca apas cu forta) si hartie ca sa expun. Pentru ca orice involburare trece la fel de repede cum a venit si macar de ar lasa ceva bun in noi, nu resturi de viitura, de care te impiedici si nu stii care sunt folositoare care sunt de tomberon. Precum scriam mai sus, eram in cautarea cuvintelor si eu nu stiam, ei bine am gasit cateva intr-o librarie crestina. Fiecare carte imi spunea ceva, dar eu cautam ceva anume -fara a cauta ceva cu adevarat -cred. Dar stiu ca atunci cand am iesit, lasand in urma mirosul tamaiei si solda mea pe saptamana asta, m-a intampinat la iesire tavalugul gandirii si toate acestea le scriu aici, spre neuitare si luare aminte. Nu m-am dus special la acea librarie, nici nu era in drumul meu, ci doar m-am lasat condusa de un gand (multumesc, i. p.), ca ar fii bine sa trec pe acolo si uite ce izvor de litere am aflat, nadajduiesc ca o sa fie inceputul unei ape tamaduitoare. – scriere rapida dintr-o statie de RATB

„Uneori imi vine sa cred ca Dumnezeu a ascuns raiul in mijlocul iadului, ca toti cei care vor ajunge la el sa fie deja purificati
Intr-o zi cu totii vom afla ca am fi putut vorbi cu ingerii, cu sfintii si cu Dumnezeu, ca si cu oamenii, daca am fi cutezat.” Maria Bagiu Marino-Intelpciunea zilei

Un timp, o vreme fara de cuvinte

E iarna, e frig si ninge usor si e banal ce am scris pana acum, asa este-dar trebuia sa incep de undeva-si momentan sunt fara de cuvinte, ci doar cu trairi pe care nu pot decat sa le simt, nu sa le scriu. Ca sa va linistesc mintea sunt bine, dar n-am cuvinte pentru voi, asa ca pentru un timp (nu stiu cat-poate pana luni) singura postare va fi muzica de vineri.


„Inima noastra este locul sfant, fiindca in ea se coboara Dumnezeu cand vrea sa vina pe pamant.” Maria Bagiu Marino-„Intelepciunea zilei”

Muzica de vineri: Nouvelle Vague (dance)

Nouvelle VagueDance with Me

Let’s dance little stranger
Show me secret sins
Love can be like bondage
Seduce me once again

Burning like an angel
Who has heaven in reprieve
Burning like the voodoo man
With devils on his sleeve

Won’t you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won’t you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Like an apparition
You don’t seem real at all
Like a premonition
Of curses on my soul

The way I want to love you
Well it could be against the law
I’ve seen you in a thousand minds
You’ve made the angels fall

Won’t you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won’t you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Come on little stranger
There’s only one last dance
Soon the music’s over
Let’s give it one more chance

Won’t you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won’t you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Take a chance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won’t you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Nouvelle VagueDancing with Myself

On the floor of Tokyo
Or down in London town to go, go
With the record selection
With the mirror reflection
I’m dancing with myself

When there’s no-one else in sight
In the crowded lonely night
Well I wait so long
For my love vibration
And I’m dancing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there’s nothing to lose
And there’s nothing to prove
I’ll be dancing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there’s every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let’s sink another drink
‘Cause it’ll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I’d ask the world to dance
And I’ll be dancing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there’s nothing to lose
And there’s nothing to prove
I’ll be dancing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there’s nothing to lose
And there’s nothing to prove
I’ll be dancing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there’s every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let’s sink another drink
‘Cause it’ll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I’d ask the world to dance
And I’ll be dancing with myself
I’ll be dancing with myself

So let’s sink another drink
‘Cause it’ll give me time to think

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there’s nothing to lose
And there’s nothing to prove
I’ll be dancing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there’s nothing to lose
And there’s nothing to prove
I’ll be dancing with myself

Muzica de vineri: Heartbeat & Miles

Martine BondHeartbeat

Heartbeat, sky high,
tell you that I’m gonna fly.
Peaceful, weightless,
rainbows watch me passing by.

Up in the air, there’s no need to hurry,
Wind through my hair, no time to worry.
& though I’m falling through the clouds,
Oh, I’m shouting out loud.

Up in the air, there’s no time for sorrow,
just here & now, no fears for tomorrow.

High jump, sky dive you won’t stop me, I’m alive
fearless, head strong knowing that I will survive

Up in the air, there’s no need to hurry,
Wind through my hair, no time to worry.
& though I feel like a butterfly
& you’re the only reason why.

Open your heart, don’t wait any longer.
Let me be yours, together we’re stronger.

Up down, high low.
Watch me flyin’, here I go.
Take my hand, & where we’re going,
no one kwows,

Up in the air, there’s no need to hurry
Wind through my hair, no time to worry
& though I’m up here in the sky,
oh you’re making me fly.

Up in the air, there’s no time for sorrow,
just here & now, no fears for tomorrow.

Bright day, sun shine,
tell you that I’m feeling fine.
Knowing doubtless that you will be forever mine

Up in the air, there’s no need to hurry
Wind through my hair, no time to worry
& though I’m falling through the clouds now
Oooh I’m falling through the clouds now.

Heartbeat, sky high.
Tell you that I’m gonna fly.
Peaceful, weightless
rainbows watch me passing by.

Up in the air, there’s no need to hurry
Wind through my hair, no time to worry
& though I’m falling through the clouds now,
Can’t you see?

& oh I’m falling through the clouds now, baby

Heartbeat, sky high
tell you that I’m gonna fly.

3js & Martine Bond Mijlenver

Mijlenver / Miles
Rozen die maar nooit verwelken / Roses that never fade
de maan schijnt er anders dan hier / The moon shines differently here
toch kreeg ik nooit de kans voor een zoete romance / but I never got the chance for a sweet romance
daar bij die wilde rivier / there in the wild river

Liefde is een speld in een hooiberg / Love is a needle in a haystack
zoeken naar iets wat je niet vind / find something you like
glijdend door je hand als het witte woestijnzand / by sliding your hand when the white desert sands
wordt ik dan ooit nog bemind / will I ever have loved

refrein: / chorus:
Als je die lange weg bewandeld / If you walked the long way
kom je ooit wel ergens uit / are you ever anywhere from
maar waar ik te wereld ik ook ben gegaan / but I to the world I’m gone
zag ik de liefde dichtbij / I saw the love close
maar mijlenver bij mij vandaan / but miles away from me

Ideeen nooit zo vlug als het water / Ideas never as fast as the water
sterk als de rots in mijn wil / strong as the rock in my will
slechts een ding viel er door mij niet te dwingen /there was only one thing from me to force
s’nachts was het altijd zo stil / night was always so quiet

overal zag ik het verleden / everywhere I saw the past
oorlog om een stukje land / war for a piece of land
in mijn hart werd voor liefde gestreden / my heart was fought for love
toch lijkt er niets aan de hand / yet there seems nothing wrong

refrein / chorus

De wereld veranderd / The world changed
de hoop blijft bestaan / The hope remains
wij dolen er achter aan / We are wandering back to
we nemen de trein en we gaan / we take the train and we go

Naar oosterse landen, daar komt de wijsheid vandaan / To Eastern countries, there will come wisdom
Sjamaan roept de sterren aan, we zullen de taal nooit verstaan / Shaman calls upon the stars, we will never understand the language

refrein (2x) / chorus (2x)

Mai cu haz, in ritm de dans si fara pantaloni in metrou


Jill & Kevin’s wedding


No Pants Subway Ride 2009

Peisaje urbane nocturne


Morning has broken

Bună dimineața! a la Edvard Grieg

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