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The hubster and I went on a bit of an MP3 bender this past weekend, buying a wide range of songs, including the awesome “Empire State of Mind” with Jay-Z and Alicia Keys.  That tune really gets me going, so full of hope, possibility, and power!  It got a lot of play around the house, though not nearly as much as this bunch.  America – the ultimate seventies band.  We’ve had “A Horse With No Name” for a while, but yearned for some of their other greats, so here’s the new play list:

“Ventura Highway”

“Tin Man”

“Sister Golden Hair”

“Riverside”

“Sandman”

“A Horse With No Name”

This music has always possessed a certain magical quality for me.  It is as if, through the listening, I see the world through a slightly blurry Super 8.  It is a warm summer day, and I am ageless and dancing, arms extended, with the sun in my eyes.  The colors are washed out and my hair, wild and twirling, is like laughter and abundant joy.

Have a fantastic weekend!

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Gosh, do I ever love this train wreck, though not the actual train wreck part.  I wince whenever I hear her name in the news.  Bless her heart, I sure hope she works out the myriad issues she’s got going on in her very young life because, man, oh man, can she sing!  At once tender and sweet, yet old and wise, too.  I guess that’s what makes it Rhythm & Blues.  Sometimes I play Back to Black on a loop, singing and dancing and dreaming of bouffant hair and thick eyeliner.  As a matter of fact, I think I’ll do that right now.  It’s pretty fine.

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There’s been a lot of dying happening in the world lately, earth quake victims in Haiti, avalanche victims in Afghanistan, and on a more personal level, a dear, sweet neighbor and a kindly mother-in-law (my cousin Allie’s).  When someone dies, particularly someone I have known personally, it always creates a flood of memories of  other endings, not necessarily passings into the great hereafter, but of broken friendships and hearts, dreams and hopes dashed, too.

In the past, I would suffer these rushes of memory like one would an awful interloper, with little degree of kindness or patience.  I do not want to feel melancholy, for it is not the desired state, happiness, always happiness!  However, now, I have come to a new place about grief and memory, or any feeling really.  It arises naturally and will pass, too.  There is no need to fret and even a possibility of enjoyment.

Like thinking of the first person I remember dying, my Great Grandpa Briggs.  He was a silent one, so much so that I scarcely have a memory of him speaking, but I do remember his mischievous smile, his cigar smoking, and the fact that he walked me to the Western Motor Lodge near his home to buy me candy.  Or my Great Aunt Mary, there’s so much I remember about her: a kind voice, boundless generosity, the deepest faith I have ever known, mad crochet skills, the papery softness of her hands, and her beautiful penmanship.  Though I feel a little misty thinking about the two of them, these memories are small gifts of their continued presence in my life.

With all of this in mind, I crafted a playlist, one perfectly suited for honoring my time with grief, like curiously watching a stream from on high, the ebb, flow, and rush.  It is long, but not overly so, with a bit of sunshine at the end.

Nico – “These Days”

Neil Young – “The Old Laughing Lady”

My Morning Jacket – “Knot Comes Loose”

U2 – “Scarlet”

Sting – “Fragile”

Sinead O’Connor – “I am Stretched on Your Grave”

The Rolling Stones – “As Tears Go By”

Philip Aaberg – “Cinema Paradiso”

Peter Gabriel – “I Grieve”

Nina Simone – “I Loves You, Porgy”

Willie Nelson – “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain”

Feist – “The Limit to Your Love”

Eurythmics – “This City Never Sleeps”

Elvis – “Love Me Tender”

Elton John – “Goodbye”

The Dream Academy – “Life in a Northern Town”

Crosby, Stills, and Nash – “Helplessly Hoping”

The Counting Crows – “Sullivan Street”

Coldplay – “Sparks”

Bombay Dub Orchestra – “Sonata”

Bob Dylan – “Tomorrow is a Long Time”

Bjork – “Come to Me”

Bill Withers – “Ain’t No Sunshine”

The Beatles – “Blackbird”

Amy Winehouse – “Love is a Losing Game”

Tom Waits – “San Diego Serenade”

Tori Amos – “China”

Genesis – “It’s Gonna Get Better”

Shawn Colvin – “Ricochet in Time”

The Talking Heads – “This Must Be the Place”

The Who – “Love Reign O’er Me”

Okay, so it’s another cubic zirconia day, but I am noticing is is kind of pretty and definitely sparkly under our moisture laden Portland sky, which is certainly progress.  I spent a lot of time in bed this morning, thinking about ways that I sabotage myself with old, underlying beliefs that are not in the least bit based in reality.  It was a good exercise, making me both laugh and cry at the ways I look at the ebb and flow that is my life: loving, loathing, embracing, and condemning.  As well, I followed this mental work with a bit of physical exercise, too, getting sweaty on the rowing machine in the basement.  Like I quoted Isak Dinesen in a previous post – “The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears, or the sea.”  I definitely got the first two.  Yessiree.

Maybe I’ll make an addendum to her quotation to add Ella and Louis to the salt water, for boy do they ever make it an exquisite glass of thirty-year-old port, one to be savored over the whole of the evening.  Delicious!  Never have I been in such a state of lowness that I couldn’t be cajoled into smiling, dancing, singing, and crying a few tears upon hearing their lovely voices.  Not sad tears, mind you, only the oh my gosh are these people talented variety.  Simply put, my admiration for each is heightened when they sing (they were pretty neat to begin with), especially together.  Every note and phrase fine.  Lightning in a bottle – medicinal, magical.  Get it here!

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I’ve been listening to this for about a week now, getting into a steady groove of cool breezes, sweaters, socks, and soup.  Sounds like fall, indeed.

“J’ai Deux Amours” – Madeleine Payroux – I sing along and feel dreamy-fancy.

“Little Star” – Madonna

“Tear in Your Hand” – Tori Amos

“Duke’s Place” – Louis Armstrong and Duke Ellington – a toe-tappin’ happy song.

“Typical Situation” – Dave Matthews Band – a rather atypical band for me with a song I quite like.

“The Man Who Loved Beer” – David Byrne – like riding waves.

“Honkey Tonkin'” – Hank Williams – another happy toe-tapper.

“I Do Not Want What I Haven’t Got” – Sinead O’Connor – more dreamy-fancy singing.

“(Night time is) The Right Time” – Ray Charles – ooh la la, did Ray know how to do it!

“Can’t You Hear Me Knockin'” – The Rolling Stones – the jam at the end makes me weep.

“Everybody’s Jumpin'” – Dave Brubek Quartet

“Fire and Rain” – James Taylor – more weeping for friends I never thought I’d lose.

“Down to the Wire” – Neil Young

“Sway” – Dean Martin – his voice makes me feel like I’m draped in velvet, a theme for me, as of late.

“Suite Bergamesque I: Prelude Moderato” – Debussy, played by Gieseking

“Please Call Me, Baby” – Tom Waites

“October” – U2

“Mule Skinner Blues (Blue Yodel #8)” – Dolly Parton – oh, the power of Dolly: I cry, I dance, I laugh.

“Which Will” – Nick Drake

“Bodysnatchers” – Radiohead – always dancing in the end.  That’s me.

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