Back in the ~ few but -oh- so memorable ~ days playing with a group, 'Dust in the Wind' by Kansas was among the songs I loved best. It's hard to pin down why, perhaps it's because there is a certain fragility transcending the lyrics, the guitar line, the violin's melody, the vocals ... and -to me- everything combines to a perfect whole. And it's a song befitting the peace and quiet tonight ...
Don't hang on
Nothing lasts forever, but the earth and sky
It's there always
And all your money won't another minute buy ...
Sometimes I run into a song and it strikes me: The song dates back to the 60ies ~ alas, it could have been written yesterday ... Farewell, Angelina written by Bod Dylan is one of those songs ~ I'm using the version by John Mellencamp here because that's the version I heard first ...
The machine guns are roaring
The puppets heave rocks
The fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks ...
Somebody follows a fake news story on the internet. Taking the story for real he becomes so wrought up that he dons his superman cape (my embellishment), grabs his firearm, and heads out to shoot some villain in righteous anger … or so he thinks. If it hadn’t been that the story fueling his ire was – now, how do I put this mildly – well, the story was a big pile of lies and, thus, our would be hero ends up being nothing more than just another gun-wielding ... moron? ...
Can you see the light
At the end of the dark passageway
Take me with you towards this light ...
My eyes want to overflow, my mind is filled with your songs, my heart is heavy. But most of all, I'm grateful for all that your music, your songs and your poetry have added to my life ...
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Going through the online news today I ran into an article starting with the sentence "The people of Youngstown are fed up." Immediately, my mind went to playing Bruce Springsteen's 'Youngstown'. From the first time I heard the song it spoke to me ~ perhaps because I grew up in a coal-mining, steel-milling town, perhaps because the haunting lyrics and melody wormed their way into my mind, or perhaps because Bruce Springsteen's voice of velvet, rust and gravel just brings a lot of memories to life ... Whatever the reason, I'm sure the song will be playing on my mind for a while again ...
From the Monongaleh valley
To the Mesabi iron range
To the coal mines of Appalacchia
The story's always the same
Andra Day's voice is simply marvelous, the song 'Rise Up' inspired ~ it doesn't matter what you may get out of the lyrics -or what you may read into them- I doubt anybody can remain untouched by this song ...
Rise Up
Andra Day
You're broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry go round
And you can't find the fighter
