I wouldn’t change it if I could :: songs and prose

Untitled (by me) You may think I forget, how your name looked written, next to mine. The way our words overlap, intertwine, in an echo of footsteps, and story tales. The sound of laughter, and songs, sewn together, into a blanket of stars. I still re-read the letters, spot you between the lines, an unspoken language, dream speak. You may think I forget, how to make your soul blush, despite the tangle of regret. but love, how could I ever forget? Most of the Time :: Sophie Zelmani Continue reading I wouldn’t change it if I could :: songs and prose

Just the bang and the clatter :: songs and poetry

Mis-matched Wish You Were Here (by me) Bring me your hothouse flowers, drop them down, in that bees knees, delight. And I will wait, refund my round trip ticket, as we spin three times, to touch ground. Say goodnight Ava, say let go Lucy, a rosy cheeked girl in black and white, her fragile bones could break, in this dust cloud. With her fairy tales, and pillowcase costume, all a ghost dream, to you now. We grasp hands, make wishes on a bent tree branch, the blossoms are dry and blowing, past last week’s disaster. And she signs her name … Continue reading Just the bang and the clatter :: songs and poetry

You gave me more to live for, more than you’ll ever know :: video of the day

Last Goodbye (live) :: Jeff Buckley “Did you say “no, this can’t happen to me,” and did you rush to the phone to call? Was there a voice unkind in the back of your mind, saying maybe you didn’t know him at all? You didn’t know him at all, oh, you didn’t know.” Continue reading You gave me more to live for, more than you’ll ever know :: video of the day

Songs are Like Tattoos :: A Playlist

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Joshua Petker Songs Are Like Tattoos :: 44 Songs for my 44th Year :: A Playlist Listen here at Spotify Famous Blue Raincoat :: Leonard Cohen Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters :: Elton John The Ghost in You :: The Psychedelic Furs Under the Milky Way :: The Church Northern Lad :: Tori Amos Lua :: Bright Eyes Strange Condition :: Pete Yorn Suspicious Minds :: Elvis Presley Back on the Chain Gang :: The Pretenders Starlite Diner :: Ryan Adams A Murder of One :: Counting Crows Gold Dust Woman :: Fleetwood Mac … Continue reading Songs are Like Tattoos :: A Playlist

But most of all I wish it for myself :: Two-tune Saturday

“For you, there’ll be no more crying. For you, the sun will be shining. And, I feel that when I’m with you, I’m alright. I know it’s right.” Songbird (cover) :: Rosie Thomas Words, along with music, are the things that I most cling to in this world. They are my truest forms of expression, my place of solace and release, and often the very things I hide myself within, most especially in times of my life when I have felt the most vulnerable. There are times that I look back on that I know would have done me in … Continue reading But most of all I wish it for myself :: Two-tune Saturday

And bury the dust of failing wisdom :: song of the day

Keep Art Alive :: “Seven Steps” :: Art by Alison Casson “There’s a shake with the shock, and a gift off with them. They carry the dust of the failing wisdom. For you there’s not any warning. For you there’s not any warning, and love is five in the morning.” Sleep is often so fleeting. She comes in and kisses my eyelids lightly, pulling me into a watercolor dripping and dizzy sense of a dream. There is always music there, and sometimes I can step my own steps within all of it, wrapping my arms around translucent bodies of light, … Continue reading And bury the dust of failing wisdom :: song of the day