September 2011
91 posts
The human brain deserves more credit, it works in such wondrous ways. Such wondrous, wondrous ways.
I Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry
Cannonball Adderley
Cannonball Adderley — I Guess I’ll Hang My Tears Out to Dry - 1959
Losing Keys
Jack Johnson
Here’s a little folk rock from a humble Hawaiian man to breeze through the day..
I’ve been losing lots of keys lately,
I don’t know what that means
But maybe I’ve been better off with things that can’t be locked at all
Bistro Fada
Stephane Wrembel
Here’s a guitarist from the corners of Brooklyn.. Bistro Fada.
“As in the ancient verse, I’m happy
for ‘this immense fortune of knowing you’
and yet I try to find
another purer way of telling it to you.
Gradually I’m doing bad poems
with the silent rhymes of my senses,
until I find myself out for everyone
as an ordinary and transparent mirror.
I’ve already forgot, to any distracted pain
that I had in my body,
to draw the melody; but
when about you I think, I’m confident and clear;
turns the Earth without melancholy,
I accept everything as time has intended.” —by António Franco Alexandre
translated by Virtutes&Vitia (via virtutes-vitia)
for ‘this immense fortune of knowing you’
and yet I try to find
another purer way of telling it to you.
Gradually I’m doing bad poems
with the silent rhymes of my senses,
until I find myself out for everyone
as an ordinary and transparent mirror.
I’ve already forgot, to any distracted pain
that I had in my body,
to draw the melody; but
when about you I think, I’m confident and clear;
turns the Earth without melancholy,
I accept everything as time has intended.” —by António Franco Alexandre
translated by Virtutes&Vitia (via virtutes-vitia)
