The heavens must be throwing the best music festival that has ever been.
Another ethereal musical genius has left us.
RIP Prince Rogers Nelson.
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Category Archives: Soundtrack of My Life
My Most Perfect New York Song
On this sad day, this song still makes me smile..and remember why I moved to, and why I still love New York to this day.
Today’s Epiphany: Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs ripped Siouxsie and the Banshees
A Great Big World – My Song Obsession At the Moment
Yeah, yeah, I know that everyone is talking about this song because Christina Aguilera sang it with A Great Big World on “The Voice,” but I prefer the version without her, thank you. It gives me that melancholy I-want-to-write-bad-poetry or paint-something-heartwrenchingly-awesome feeling that The Postal Service or Deathcab For Cutie inspires. Enjoy…and create.
Buckley On the Brain
Recently a friend posted a Jeff Buckley video on facebook and I was immediately transported back in time to the late 90’s, my first year in NYC, living as a poor struggling artist in the East Village. An actor friend introduced me to Jeff Buckley’s album “Grace.” This song most definitely should be included in the soundtrack of my life. Stop, listen and if you don’t know who he is… learn. If you know music, you should know who Jeff Buckley is.
Song On the BRAIN “Alouette”
From the moment I woke up this morning, I’ve been singing this song (flashbacks to kindergarten in Montréal maybe?). So, of course, I youtubed it and found this funky little version by Jean Francois Alexandre. Now I’ll never stop singing it. I thought I’d share it with you so you can get the same enjoyment. You’re welcome.
“Quietness”- Rumi
I recently unearthed my “Rumi” book from college and the page with this poem was marked. This poem is as perfect now as it was to me 14 years ago when I marked the page. I hope you enjoy this poem as much as I do.
Quietness
Inside this new love, die.Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone finally born into color.
Do it now.
You’re covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you’ve died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
