is the element of distance key to feeling strange to a stranger or close to a friend. or is it the element of nearness that allows you to feel near.
lørdag 31. januar 2009
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is the element of distance key to feeling strange to a stranger or close to a friend. or is it the element of nearness that allows you to feel near.
torsdag 29. januar 2009
He is everywhere
click on the title to listen to the Nick Drake song 'From the Morning' on YouTube:D
A day once dawned, and it was beautiful
A day once dawned from the ground
Then the night she fell
And the air was beautiful
The night she fell all around.
So look see the days
The endless coloured ways
And go play the game that you learnt
From the morning.
And now we rise
And we are everywhere
And now we rise from the ground
And see she flies
And she is everywhere
See she flies all around
So look see the sights
The endless summer nights
And go play the game that you learnt
From the morning.
"He put equal importance on the listener's interpretation as he did his own, rarely being specific as to the song's meaning... The mystery is part of the appeal, it helps the listener bring their own life to the song." (http://www.nickdrake.com/index.html)
A day once dawned, and it was beautiful
A day once dawned from the ground
Then the night she fell
And the air was beautiful
The night she fell all around.
So look see the days
The endless coloured ways
And go play the game that you learnt
From the morning.
And now we rise
And we are everywhere
And now we rise from the ground
And see she flies
And she is everywhere
See she flies all around
So look see the sights
The endless summer nights
And go play the game that you learnt
From the morning.
"He put equal importance on the listener's interpretation as he did his own, rarely being specific as to the song's meaning... The mystery is part of the appeal, it helps the listener bring their own life to the song." (http://www.nickdrake.com/index.html)
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onsdag 28. januar 2009
On senses and being irrational
Smell. the air is filled with cinnamon, humid particles, dust and cardemomme. eyes playing with the fire, the shadows on the floor, the look in her eyes, the movie churplin' on in the background.
Listen. dylan's squeeky, woody voice in the distance. cinnamon and vinyl. listen for what you can see, look for what you should be able to hear.
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