Monday, June 24, 2013


I’m an acquired taste… not for everybody, but for the ones that get me… I will give you all of me, all the time.

Interview with Jack White 25 june 2012 Amsterdam

Thursday, June 20, 2013

The Walkmen - Many Rivers to Cross








The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer



 


It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dreams for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own 
without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful be realistic to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day.
And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,”Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.


joy division


do you cry out in your sleep
all my failings exposed?
get a taste in my mouth
as desperations takes hold
is it something so good
just can’t function no more?
when love,love will tear us apart again.




A Bout De Souffle (Breathless) - New York Herald Tribune




‘Music should be like making love - sometimes you want it soft and tender, other times you want it hard and aggressive.’
— Jeff Buckley

I remember that sensation … really special things that have no words to them. I hang on to them, because…so much of the rest of this existence is so fucking obvious, so easy to repeat, so easy to get bored of.
— Jeff Buckley