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4th December 2012

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Everything comes and goes
Marked by lovers and styles of clothes
Things that you held high
And told yourself were true
Lost or changing as the days come down to you
Down to you
Constant stranger
You’re a kind person
You’re a cold person too
It’s down to you
It all comes down to you

You go down to the pick up station
Craving warmth and beauty
You settle for less than fascination
A few drinks later you’re not so choosy
When the closing lights strip off the shadows
On this strange new flesh you’ve found
Clutching the night to you like a fig leaf
You hurry
To the blackness
And the blankets
To lay down an impression
And your loneliness

In the morning there are lovers in the street
They look so high
You brush against a stranger
And you both apologize
Old friends seem indifferent
You must have brought that on
Old bonds have broken down
Love is gone
Oooh love is gone
Written on your spirit this sad song
Love is gone

Everything comes and goes
Pleasure moves on too early
And trouble leaves too slow
Just when you’re thinking
You’ve finally got it made
Bad news comes knocking
At your garden gate
Knocking for you
Constant stranger
You’re a brute you’re an angel
You can crawl you can fly too
It’s down to you
It all comes down to you

9th January 2012

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9th January 2012

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J.J. Cale - Magnolia - MP3

Whippoorwill’s singing Soft summer breeze Makes me think of my baby I left down in New Orleans I left down in New Orleans
 Magnolia, you sweet thing You’re driving me mad Got to get back to you, babe You’re the best I ever had You’re the best I ever had
 You whisper “Good morning” So gently in my ear I’m coming home to you, babe I’ll soon be there I’ll soon be there

J.J. Cale - Magnolia - MP3


Whippoorwill’s singing
Soft summer breeze
Makes me think of my baby
I left down in New Orleans
I left down in New Orleans


Magnolia, you sweet thing
You’re driving me mad
Got to get back to you, babe
You’re the best I ever had
You’re the best I ever had


You whisper “Good morning”
So gently in my ear
I’m coming home to you, babe
I’ll soon be there
I’ll soon be there

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9th January 2012

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Moonface - I’m Not The Man I Used To Be (Live @ Breakglass - Remastered - FYC Cover) - MP3
A man I could have been. 
When I’m in trouble or out of step If my balance has been upset Or there’s a feeling I can not accept There’s one thing that helps me to forget I wonder what I’m thinking I wonder why I’m drinking But it’s plain to see But I’m not the man I used to be If life were easy and did not ask, didn’t tease me or take things back I could start to understand, what makes me the man I am I wonder what I’m thinking I wonder why I’m drinking But it’s plain to see I’m not the man I used to be Oh, it’s plain and it’s a shame But I am not the man I used to be And I’ve lost dreams that won’t come back memories fading fast I should save the ones I have But what’s the use, most of them are bad I wonder what I’m thinking I wonder why I’m drinking But it’s plain to see I’m not the man I used to be Oh, it’s plain and it’s a shame I can’t explain But I’m not the man I used to be It’s a shame don’t know my name I can not explain But I am not the man I used to be
Do you know my name?
'Cause I am not the man I used to be

Moonface - I’m Not The Man I Used To Be (Live @ Breakglass - Remastered - FYC Cover) - MP3

A man I could have been.

When I’m in trouble or out of step
If my balance has been upset
Or there’s a feeling I can not accept
There’s one thing that helps me to forget

I wonder what I’m thinking
I wonder why I’m drinking
But it’s plain to see
But I’m not the man I used to be

If life were easy and did not ask,
didn’t tease me or take things back
I could start to understand,
what makes me the man I am

I wonder what I’m thinking
I wonder why I’m drinking
But it’s plain to see
I’m not the man I used to be

Oh, it’s plain and it’s a shame
But I am not the man I used to be

And I’ve lost dreams that won’t come back
memories fading fast
I should save the ones I have
But what’s the use, most of them are bad

I wonder what I’m thinking
I wonder why I’m drinking
But it’s plain to see
I’m not the man I used to be

Oh, it’s plain and it’s a shame
I can’t explain
But I’m not the man I used to be

It’s a shame don’t know my name
I can not explain
But I am not the man I used to be

Do you know my name?

'Cause I am not the man I used to be

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8th January 2012

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8th January 2012

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6th January 2012

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Miles Davis - Saeta - MP3

The saete, in flamencan music, is “the arrow of  song.” One of the oldest religious types of music in Andalusia, it is  usually sung without accompaniment during the Holy Week religious  procession in Seville. It tells of the Passion of Christ and is usually  addressed to the image of the crucified Christ that is carried in the  march or to the Virgin Mary. As described by Gilbert Chase, “The singer,  usually a woman, stands on a balcony overlooking the procession,  grasping the iron railing firmly in both hands (the grip tightens as the  emotion grows). The procession stops so that the image which is being  addressed remains stationary while the saeta is being sung. A fanfare of trumpets gives the signal for the procession, to move on.” Gil has re-created the street procession, and Miles has the role of  the woman aiming the “arrow of song.” His performance here captures the  essence of the saeta—”the heart pierced by  grief.” 

-Nat Hentoff
Liner notes from Sketches Of Spain

Miles Davis - Saeta - MP3

The saete, in flamencan music, is “the arrow of song.” One of the oldest religious types of music in Andalusia, it is usually sung without accompaniment during the Holy Week religious procession in Seville. It tells of the Passion of Christ and is usually addressed to the image of the crucified Christ that is carried in the march or to the Virgin Mary. As described by Gilbert Chase, “The singer, usually a woman, stands on a balcony overlooking the procession, grasping the iron railing firmly in both hands (the grip tightens as the emotion grows). The procession stops so that the image which is being addressed remains stationary while the saeta is being sung. A fanfare of trumpets gives the signal for the procession, to move on.”

Gil has re-created the street procession, and Miles has the role of the woman aiming the “arrow of song.” His performance here captures the essence of the saeta—”the heart pierced by grief.”

-Nat Hentoff

Liner notes from Sketches Of Spain

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5th January 2012

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4th January 2012

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Wolf Parade - The Grey Estates

Darling please, let’s get out of here
On a train to who-knows-where
I got a feeling that I can’t explain
We have to leave this place, we won’t go back again

Getting tired of landscapes, were just floating
Rolling past the grey estates
Oh oh, oh oh

We’ll put the fire in your stomach out
Movie tans all across your mouth
Up through the window, the neon sing
It blinks the telegraphs that don’t mean a thing

And we crawl on to our destination
Rolling past the grey estates
Oh oh, oh oh

Rushing through a new world
A new world, a new world,
It’s just a minute away

So let the needle on the compass swing
Let the iron in your heart’s blood ring
Strike up the band as the ship goes down
And if it’s loud enough it will erase the sound

Of a hundred thousand sad inventions
Let them rot inside the grey estate
Oh oh — oh oh

Rushing through a new world
A new world, a new world,
It’s just a minute away

I’m half-awake and the world is ending
All across the border just a minute away
I’m half-awake and the world is ending
Across the border just a minute, just a minute away

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4th January 2012

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4th January 2012

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4th January 2012

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Elvis Presley - True Love Travels On A Gravel Road - MP3

How many girls choose cotton dress worlds When they could have satins and lace And stand by her man, never once letting shade touch her face How many hearts could live through all the winters We’ve known and still not be cold? True love travels on a gravel road Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger On smooth streets paved with gold Oh, true love travels on a gravel road, oh Down through the years we’ve had hard times and tears But they only helped our love grow And we’ll stay together no matter how strong the wind blows Not once have I seen your blue eyes filled with envy Or stray from the one that you hold Oh, true love travels on a gravel road Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger On smooth streets paved with gold Oh, true love travels on a gravel road Yeah, true love travels on a gravel road True love travels on a gravel road

Elvis Presley - True Love Travels On A Gravel Road - MP3

How many girls choose cotton dress worlds
When they could have satins and lace
And stand by her man, never once letting shade touch her face

How many hearts could live through all the winters
We’ve known and still not be cold?
True love travels on a gravel road

Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger
On smooth streets paved with gold
Oh, true love travels on a gravel road, oh

Down through the years we’ve had hard times and tears
But they only helped our love grow
And we’ll stay together no matter how strong the wind blows

Not once have I seen your blue eyes filled with envy
Or stray from the one that you hold
Oh, true love travels on a gravel road

Love is a stranger and hearts are in danger
On smooth streets paved with gold
Oh, true love travels on a gravel road
Yeah, true love travels on a gravel road
True love travels on a gravel road

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2nd January 2012

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Hoy en mi ventana brilla el sol
Y el corazón se pone triste contemplando la ciudad
Porque te vas

Como cada noche desperté pensando en ti
Y en mi reloj todas las horas vi passar
Porque te vas

Todas las promessas de mi amor se irán contigo
Me olvidaras, me olvidaras
Junto a la estación lloraré igual que un niño
Porque te vas, porque te vas

Bajo la penumbra de un farol se dormirán
Todas las cosas que quedaron por decir se dormirán
Junto a las manillas de un reloj despejarán
Todas las horas que quedaron por vivir esperarán

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