Giving hope to single people everywhere!

Don’t despair single people, Jeff Buckley has something beautiful to say about it… and as so many things, it really is a matter of believing. God knows the desires of your heart…

all flowers in time bend towards the sun
i know you say that there’s no-one for you
but here is one,
all flowers in time bend towards the sun
i know you say that there’s no-one for you
but here is one, here is one… here is one

Jeff Buckley and Elizabeth Fraser – All Flowers in Time Bend Towards The Sun

Listen to the track, here.

It’s absolutely gorgeous.

Just turn the key to the kingdom

I used to listen to this song as kid and I always thought of secrets and secret places and an intriguing, lonely young woman who held the keys to them. Little did I know that this song would in fact, become my anthem a couple of years later. And you gotta love Iva Davies’ voice.

Download the video from You Tube – in Win Media format don’t sweat it – here (the video was prepared by a YouTube user (Richie NJ – thank you!), it’s not the original video, but the song sounds perfect).

Visit the Icehouse site here.

The Kingdom – Icehouse

One Of Those Days
That Just Comes And Goes
It’s Not So Special
She Watches The Birds
That Rest On A Ledge
Outside Her Room
The Wallpaper Old And Faded
A Crack In The Window Pane
The Radio Just Keeps Playing
Playing That Same Old Song.

She Smiles To Herself
“they Think That I’m Strange…
…they Say I’m A Dreamer
…but I Don’t Complain,
Though I Don’t Have Much
To Call My Own.”
And She’s Not A Movie Star, No
And She’s Not A Beauty Queen
She’ll Tell You It Doesn’t Matter
’cause She’s Not The Only One
She Says,

“i Know A Place
Where I Keep The Best Of Things
I’m Not Gonna Wait
For My Piece Of Heaven.
Where There’s A Road
It Leads To The Promised Land
I Just Turn The Key
The Key To The
…kingdom…”

She Stares At The Page
Of A New Magazine, The Morning Papers
She Walks Into Town
And Catches A Show
If She Can Find The Time
And She’s Not A Movie Star, No
And She’s Not A Beauty Queen
She’ll Tell You It Doesn’t Matter
’cause She’s Not The Only One.
She Says,

“i Know A Place
Where I Keep The Best Of Things
I’m Not Gonna Wait
For My Piece Of Heaven
Where There’s A Road
It Leads To The Promised Land
I Just Turn The Key
The Key To The
…kingdom…”

Someday our ocean will find its shore

today I just felt like going to the sea, so that was what I did: taking the train to Zandvoort – one of the good things of being a student in the netherlands is that you get this public transport pass- and from there I walked to the beach, which is just two minutes away from the station. As T.S. Eliot put it “I will walk upon the beach/and wear my trousers rolled” (The Lovesong of Alfred J. Prufrock). For two hours I walked on the sand barefoot, waded around in the icy cold water, looked at the gulls, the people, the kitesurfers, and the waves, collected some shells, and listened to the waves. I’ve seen the sea in Sweden, Italy, France and Northern Ireland, but seas never fail to fascinate me. The sea is a contradiction in itself, both full of time and timeless, an end and endless, a place in itself and placeless, tugged at by gravity yet somehow so free. Being there -and feeling like a kite set free- made me think about songs that are somehow sea-like. Two songs that definitely are sea-like are “Ghost Song” by Patrick Wolf and “Time Has Told Me” by Nick Drake. “Time Has Told Me” is quite unique because it has a strong sense of seeing beauty in brokenness. Because you cant post songs here, i’ll post the lyrics:

Ghost Song by Patrick Wolf

While I’m asleep
My spirit crawls out
Of my belly button
And goes down to the sea

To gather the wind
The wires and the shore
To wander the hills
Like a day gone before

When beauty was in season
Oh! Beauty in season!
Endangered by reason
Great love with no law

Today I woke
And my spirit was gone
Still on the shore
Where he truly belongs

So I call
For him
Across
The wind
And
Rain

To come and bring beauty
Back in season
Oh! Beauty in season!
I’m in danger of reason
Losing love to this law

To this….

Time Has Told Me by Nick Drake

Time has told me
You’re a rare rare find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mind.

And time has told me
Not to ask for more
Someday our ocean
Will find its shore.

So I`ll leave the ways that are making me be
What I really don’t want to be
Leave the ways that are making me love
What I really don’t want to love.

Time has told me
You came with the dawn
A soul with no footprint
A rose with no thorn.

Your tears they tell me
There’s really no way
Of ending your troubles
With things you can say.

And time will tell you
To stay by my side
To keep on trying
’til there’s no more to hide.

So leave the ways that are making you be
What you really don’t want to be
Leave the ways that are making you love
What you really don’t want to love.

Time has told me
You’re a rare rare find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mind.

And time has told me
Not to ask for more
For some day our ocean
Will find its shore.

More Music: Capstone

Parousia

Music is discourse, communication between genres, spaces, times. I have always thought of Swedish culture as having a rather gothic side too, not just gothic in the sense of all those goth and metal bands descending upon the less cold parts of the world, but also in a more folk sense, something like dark ballads, like the second song sung by the acrobat couple in Bergman’s “Det Sjunde Inseglet”. So that’s whyI’d like to recommend Capstone, an amazing band, with a haunting, powerful sound, sharp banjos, poignant vocals, deserted landscapes, and a new EP called Parousia. Definitely worth giving a listen.
p.s. you will find a review of it here one of these days.