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"Brothers Under the Bridge" (Bruce Springsteen)

Friday, 21 September 2007 3:48 P GMT+01

 (photograph from Lee Friedlander, "New Mexico", 2001)

"Saigon, it was all gone
The same Coke machines
As the streets I grew on
Down in a mesquite canyon
We come walking along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town
Up here there's too much brush and canyon
For the CHP choppers to touch down
Ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come the Santa Ana's, man, that dry brush'll light
Billy Devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night
We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Had enough of town and the street life
Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife
Now I don't want no trouble
And I ain't got none to give
Me and the brothers under the bridge

I come home in '72
You were just a beautiul light
In your mama's dark eyes of blue
I stood down on the tarmac, I was just a kid
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Come Veterans' Day I sat in the stands in my dress blues
I held your mother's hand
When they passed with the red, white and blue"

Bruce Springsteen

(taken from the CD 18 Tracks, from 1999)

Jalâluddîn Rumi

Monday, 3 September 2007 1:21 P GMT+01

 

(photo by Jean Ferro, Lewis: 1st Street and Temple, Downtown Los Angeles, s/d)


"Using the stone of the philosopher to convert copper into gold is indeed wonderful.
More wonderful still is the fact that, moment by moment, the philosopher's stone (man) is converted into copper - by his own heedlessness"1

Jalâluddîn Rumi (1207-1273)

1 poem taken from the CD of Martin Simpson & Wu Man, Music for the Motherless Child.

Vishwa Mohan Bhatt/Jerry Douglas (Bourbon & Rosewater)

Tuesday, 14 August 2007 10:31 P GMT+01

 

(photo by Marco Barsanti)

"No wine glasses here, but wine is handed round.
No smoke, but burning.
Listen to the unstruck sounds.
and what sifts through that music".1

Jelaluddin Rumi (1207-1273)

1 RUMI, Jelaluddin taken from the CD Bourbon & Rosewater, from Vishwa Mohan Bhatt and Jerry Douglas.

One more time, Vishwa Mohan Bhatt recorded a masterpiece. After listening to his album Saltanah, I decided to listen to his Bourbon & Rosewater, recorded by him and bluegrass virtuoso Jerry Douglas. One more time, a beautiful piece of music by world music label Water Lily Acoustics. Their project of joining two or more musical traditions together is a wonderful idea and, in this case, the results are very good. Kavichandran Alexander, the producer, had always the dream of joining classical indian music with bluegrass. The result is this CD.

Jorge Vicente

Vishwa Mohan Bhatt here
Jerry Douglas here

A Gypsy Carol

Monday, 6 August 2007 12:28 A GMT+01

 

(photo from Paul Banner, Opera 2, s/d)

"What are you seeking, you seven pretty maids,
all under the Leaves of Life?
We are searching for no leaves, Thomas,
but for a friend of thine"1

A gypsy carol


taken from the CD Kambara Music in Native Tongues, by Martin Simpson/David Hidalgo/Viji Krishnan/Puvalur Srinivasan

St. John of the Cross

Sunday, 5 August 2007 11:44 P GMT+01

 

(photo from  Brian Arnold, #4 Letters, 2005)



"La bianca palomica
al arca con el ramo se ha tornado;
y ya la tortolica
al socio deseado
en las riberas verdes ha hallado"1

St. John of the Cross (1542-1591)

taken from the CD of Kambara Music in Native Tongues, from Martin Simpson/David Hidalgo/Viji Krishnan/Puvalur Srinivasan

Kavichandran Alexander

Sunday, 5 August 2007 11:28 P GMT+01

 

(photo taken from Patti Ambrogi, From the series - The Nature of Culture; Freeing Female Representation, Can She Take Her Tail Off, 1992)




"To the body's ark the heavenly dove descends
across the still ocean of Oneness
hearing the flower of spring.
The turtledove at long last the beloved meets
by the verdant river of life"

Kavichandran Alexander´

Kavichandran is a musician and producer of recording label Water Lily Acoustics

taken from the CD Kambara Music in Native Tongues, from Martin Simpson/David Hidalgo/Viji Krishnan/Puvalur Srinivasan

Ingleses



Jigsaw Puzzle (Mick Jagger/Keith Richards)

Wednesday, 15 March 2006 1:20 P GMT+01
(foto de Daave em http://daaave.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_daaave_archive.html "There's a tramp sittin' on the doorstep Tryin' to waste his time With his methylated sandwich He's a walking clothesline And here comes the bishop's daughter On the o

The Lost Woman (Patricia Beer)

Tuesday, 14 March 2006 6:29 P GMT+01
  "My mother went with no more warningthan a bright voice and a bad pain.Home from school on a June morningand where the brook goes under the laneI saw the back of a shocking whiteambulance drawing away from the gate. She never returned a

Send Me No Wine (John Lodge)

Tuesday, 7 March 2006 1:51 A GMT+01
  "Send me no wineTo make an invitation.Leave me no timeIn your imagination.Only to findWords in your mindThey're gonna make you, leave your,Leave your heart behind. Send me, send me no wine,To send my love away.Send me, send me no wine,T

The Day Begins (Redwave/Knight)

Wednesday, 8 February 2006 2:49 P GMT+01
  "Cold hearted orb that rules the night,Removes the colours from our sight.Red is grey and yellow white,But we decide which is right,And which is an illusion.Pinprick holes in a colourless sky,Let insipid figures of light pass by,The migh

"The Sky Is Broken" (Moby)

Thursday, 5 January 2006 1:08 P GMT+01
(quadro de Cyn - "Storm Broken) "see the storm is brokenin the middle of the nightnothing left here for meit's washed awaythe rain pushesthe buildings asidethe sky turns blackthe skywash it farpush it out to seathere's nothing left herefor

"Sometimes Always" (The Jesus & Mary Chain)

Monday, 19 December 2005 12:13 A GMT+01
(quadro de John Barton, "Forgiveness") “I gave you all I had    I gave you good and bad    I gave but you just threw it back      I won’t get on my knees    

EFFERVESCING ELEPHANT (Syd Barrett)

Saturday, 17 December 2005 7:48 P GMT+01
  "An effervescing elephant with tiny eyes and great big trunk,once whispered to the tiny ear, the ear of one in fear,you hear that by next June he'd die, oh yeah,And the tiger would roam the little one said,'Oh my goodness, I must stay

"LIZARD" (Robert Fripp/Peter Sinfield)

Thursday, 15 December 2005 1:00 A GMT+01
"A:Prince Rupert AwakesFarewell the temple master's bellsHis kiosk and his black worm seedCourtship solely of his wordWith Eden guaranteed.For now Prince Rupert's tears of glassMake saffron sabbath eyelids bleedScar the sacred tablet of waxOn wh

A VENTURE (Jon Anderson)

Thursday, 17 November 2005 2:38 P GMT+01
"Once a peaceful man laid his old head down by a river,Thought about his childhood life, his father and forgiver,Who couldn't hide away, hide away.He controlled the horses with a handclap or a whisper,Drink he couldn't combat but in all he was n

Nicholas Breton (1554-1625?)

Thursday, 16 June 2005 11:51 P GMT+01
"Oh, a galante vida da Corte, onde tantas são as possibilidades de contentamento, como se na Terra estivesse o Paraíso do Mundo: a majestade do soberano, a soberania do Conselho, a honra dos Lords, a beleza das Ladies, a atenção dos oficiais

Hastings Rashdall

Friday, 29 April 2005 1:25 A GMT+01
(quadro de Bernardino di Betto)"Quem compreende a vida das universidades medievais deu um grande passo para uma melhor compreensão do mundo medieval" Hastings Rashdall

T. S. ELIOT

Tuesday, 19 April 2005 5:03 P GMT+01
"April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of dead land, mixingmemory and desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain"T. S. ELIOT, in The Waste Land

Aldous Huxley

Tuesday, 19 April 2005 4:55 P GMT+01
"I met, not long ago, a young man who aspired to become a novelist. Knowing that I was in the profession, he asked me to tell him how he should set to work to realize his ambition. I did my best to explain. 'The first thing,' I said, 'is to buy

Monica's Last Prayer (MATTHEW ARNOLD)

Wednesday, 6 April 2005 10:24 P GMT+01
Envio-lhes um poema de Matthew Arnold dedicado a Santa Mónica, mãe do bispo de Hipona, Santo Agostinho:"«Ah, could thy grave at home, at Carthage, be!»Care not for that, and lay me where I fall!Everywhere heard will be the judgement-call;But

William Shakespeare

Monday, 4 April 2005 11:25 P GMT+01
"Hope is a lover's staff; walk hence with that, And manage it against despairing thoughts."WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE,citado por Wilkie Collins, no romance Basil, de 1862Ver: http://www.blackmask.com/jrusk/wcollins/basil/basilttl.htm

WILLIAM BLAKE

Wednesday, 23 February 2005 7:14 P GMT+01
(pinturas de Blake para poemas de Thomas Gray)"To see a world in a grain of sandAnd a heaven in a wild flower,Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,And eternity in an hour"WILLIAM BLAKE (1757-1827)in Auguries of Innocence I, 2000, pg. 285

Shall I Love Again (WILLIAM BROWNE OF TAVISTOCK)

Wednesday, 23 February 2005 6:07 P GMT+01
(fotografia de Nicolas Messyasz, "Saveurs du soir")SHALL I love again, and try   If I still must love to lose, And make weak mortality   Give new birth unto my woes? No, let me ever live from Love's enclosing, Rather than love to live i

THE WASTE LAND (T. S. Eliot)

Friday, 28 January 2005 12:57 P GMT+01
A'. THE BURIAL OF THE DEADApril is the cruellest month,breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory and desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain.Winter kept us warm, coveringEarth in forgetful snow, feedingA little life with dried tubers.Summ

HYMN (Joseph Addison)

Wednesday, 26 January 2005 11:48 P GMT+01
The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. Th' unwearied Sun from day to day Does his Creator's power display; And publishes to every land The work of an Almig