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Thursday, September 26, 2019

Enno Aare , Water Ripples

Ravel, Miroirs III, Une Barque sur L'Ocean ,André Laplante

Ólafur Arnalds , For Teda

Nils Frahm , My Friend the Forest

Nils Frahm , A Walking Embrace

Nils Frahm, Because This Must Be

GoGo Penguin , To Drown in You

GoGo Penguin , Murmuration

Silent Miles, Tommy Guerrero

Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Mrs Brown's orgasmic phone call , Mrs Brown's Boys - BBC

Mrs Brown and the Condom , Mrs Brown's Boys , Series 2 Episode 1 - BBC One

Sminky Shorts, Handsome Donkey

Tommy Tiernan, Children

Luke Kelly ,On Raglan Road

Janis Joplin , Birdland

Händel , Ah! mio cor!

La nascita delle cose segrete, Einaudi

Ludovico Einaudi , Andare

Einaudi, Gravity

Ludovico Einaudi , Ascent (Day 7)


                      sky over Sneem,Kerry




Saturday, September 21, 2019

Raflum ,​Melodies Of Forest And Springs

We Lost The Sea , Departure Songs (Full Album)

rainy day, tired after bad sleep....




Ian Bostridge;Du bist die Ruh;Franz Schubert

Schubert; Du bist die Ruh, Op.59/3, D.776

Kraftwerk ; Franz Schubert, Endless Endless

Franz Schubert ; Piano Trio in E flat, op. 100;Second movement; (Barry ...

Joan Baez , Diamonds And Rust

Thursday, September 19, 2019

Wild is the wind, David Bowie

                   
                     to be here...it is enough for now. i have only now.
         
                      i read that Rebecca Solnit wrote in  in Hope in the Dark that
                    “despair demands  less of us, it’s more predictable, 
                     and, in a sad way, it’s safer.” 

                    and i give you a link:
                    Rebecca Solnit, Hope in the dark, full text
                    
                     well, i am not an 'activist' nor do i follow -'ists' or '-isms'.
                     it is a very good text though.
                     only: i never read anything without questioning it, context, author, background,
                     definitions, intentions.

                     i am by now far from despair. all i want is clearness, and i do
                     all for that on my way to serenity, even if i need to be
                     very honest, naked and maybe malicious.
                   
                     we all live and die, but before i die i wish serenity.
                   
                      i go each day step for step, in my own breath.
                      not in another's.

                      i was born naked, i live naked, i die naked.
                      before i will be dead i am and will be alive,
                      and i want to be treated this way.
                   
                   
                     there is beauty ..everywhere, inside is outside, outside is inside,
                     but you must see as you can. all is music.
                   
                   


and if you don't see, it is your problem too.
it is one part of love between man and woman.
passion and warmth and release of love and through love.


i love this wild beauty here in Kerry...and i love me better by now.



Monday, September 16, 2019

calm see, Oysterbed Pier


calm sea...calm mind...a breath of tranquility ...mud settles...still, the heart beats and stirs memories and desire..love is the most difficult ‘word’



Avishai Cohen , Face Me

John Lee Hooker & Lightnin Hopkins , Rock with Me

Jim Hoyl ,So Much In Love, Jascha Heifetz

Jascha Heifetz,When You Make Love

Singularity, Marie Howe

brainpickings.org

Singularity

Marie Howe



 (after Stephen Hawking)
Do you sometimes want to wake up to the singularity
we once were?
so compact nobody
needed a bed, or food or money —
nobody hiding in the school bathroom
or home alone
pulling open the drawer
where the pills are kept.
For every atom belonging to me as good
Belongs to you.
   Remember?
There was no   Nature.    No
 them.   No tests
to determine if the elephant
grieves her calf    or if
the coral reef feels pain.    Trashed
oceans don’t speak English or Farsi or French;
would that we could wake up   to what we were
— when we were ocean    and before that
to when sky was earth, and animal was energy, and rock was
liquid and stars were space and space was not
at all — nothing
before we came to believe humans were so important
before this awful loneliness.
Can molecules recall it?
what once was?    before anything happened?
No I, no We, no one. No was
No verb      no noun
only a tiny tiny dot brimming with
is is is is is
All   everything   home

Alyona Vargasova , Journey Through the Milky Way (guitar playthrough)

Air , Venus

AIR, So Light Is Her Footfall

Pablo de Sarasate , Chansons Russes for violin and orchestra Op. 49 (1904)

Sunday, September 15, 2019

back home, Sneem,Ireland















Henry Purcell , King Arthur or The British Worthy

Sinéad O'Connor , Troy

Sting, Cold Song

Nanette Scriba , The Cold Song

Air , Universal Traveller

Rock Me Baby, BB King,Eric Clapton,Buddy Guy,Jim Vaughan

Avishai Cohen , Mangina Ketana , מנגינה קטנה

Heifetz, Bach, Chaconne

Thursday, September 12, 2019

Wild Geese, Mary Oliver

You do not have to be good
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.