T.G.I.F.: This must be what paradise is like…

Oh this must be what it’s all about
This must be what paradise is like
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here
So quiet in here, so peaceful in here

~ From Van Morrison’s “So Quiet in Here” (Hit link to listen to greatest tune ever…)


Photo: DK, Daybreak. October 14, 2020. 6:48 am. 48° F. Cloud Cover: 2%. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT

Take me way back, take me way back, take me way back

I realized that I have been carrying within me all these years the child I once was, his particular language and details, his impatient and thirsty teeth wanting to dig into the cold flesh of a watermelon, waking up wondering only about one thing: “What is the sea like today? Is it flat as oil or ruffled white with the spit of waves?”

Hisham Matar, The Return: Fathers, Sons and the Land in Between


Notes:

  • Photo: DK, 6:43 am, Sept 30, 2020. The Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT.
  • Post title inspired by Van Morrison’s Hit: Take Me Back

There’ll be days like this

Home at last, I haul in the grocery bags, swallow a couple of extra-strength Tylenol, put the entire Van Morrison play list on the stereo, and spend the afternoon roasting vegetables and making pasta sauce, salad, and a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting. Outside, the rain comes down in sheets. I am singing “Days Like This,” belting out the song. The kitchen fills with good smells.

~ Katrina Kenison, Magical Journey: An Apprenticeship in Contentment


Notes: Related posts: Katrina Kenison

Walking Cross-Town. On A Golden Autumn Day.

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I’m on the 5:40 am train to Grand Central.
I dose through most of the ride in.
The throngs spill out into Manhattan.

It’s 15° F, but feels like 0°.
Frigid wind gusts rush through the concrete canyons, whistling as they pass by.
Salt is gnawing on snow and ice.
Steam from underground tunnels billows out of steel grates and evaporates into air.
Now you see it, now you don’t.

The streets are beginning to stir.
Cabs. Delivery trucks. Construction workers.

I’m marching cross-town on 48th.
Headphones in. Playlist set to “My Top Rated.”

Gloves on.
Ear lobes are tingling, frost-bite workin’.
No hat. Can’t mess what hair I have left.

The wind shocks the corneas, my eyes water.
I see him a block away. A mirage.
I wipe my left eye.

It’s the legs I notice first.
They are suspended.
Swinging wildly, jointless.

I’m closing in.
Forearm crutches. Not one. Both arms.
He leaning in.
Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left.

I’m 30 feet away.
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An old flannel shirt, and…

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poem,Alain W. Wilde


Credits: Poem @ hellocharliepalmer. Photo from When I’m Older


Ben Howard


Ben Howard, 25, an award winning singer-songwriter who was born in West London.  He was raised by musical parents who exposed him to their favorite records from singer-songwriter artists from the 1960s and 1970s at an early age, like Van Morrison, Joni Mitchell and Simon Garfunkel,  by which he was strongly influenced.

ITV.com: Ben Howard has won best British male and best breakthrough act at the Brit Awards.  As he collected his first award, he said: “I’m not very good at speeches. I’m not very good at dancing.”  He also thanked his mother, saying, “She’s rung a lot of old friends to ask them to vote for this.”

Listen to the Lion

I wondered how it was possible that this Van Morrison track slipped from my playlists – and then I glanced at length of track (11+ minutes) and I understood.  I was in too much of a hurry.  11 minutes was an eternity.  Today, I didn’t want this tune to end.

Listen to the Lionhas been said to rank amongst Morrison’s greatest work. During the 11-minute voyage, first recorded in 1969, he sings, shouts, improvises lines, delays and omits them, until he symbolically re-creates the sound of an unleashed lion within himself. It remains a considerable achievement.

I’ve played this tune on a loop for 3 days.  Here’s my new favorite Van Morrison song…enjoy!*


*Note: The video is a bit “disconnected” – live performance would have been preferred…

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Golden Autumn Day

…And I’m taking in the Indian Summer
And I’m soaking it up in my mind
And I’m pretending like it’s paradise
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day, golden autumn day …

~ Van Morrison

Born to Sing: No Plan B

 Here’s a track from Van Morrison’s new album titled “Born to Sing: No Plan B.”

↓ click for audio (Van Morrison – “End of the Rainbow”)


Album Cover Source: ultimateclassicrock.com

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Happy Birthday Bruce…

The Boss turns 63 today.  Here’s Bruce Springsteen with “I’m going down.”


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