Category Archives: music
the verse you’ve started seems to me the tin-pan-tithesis of melody
Sunday cleaning, sunday coffee, sunday ebay sessioning (selling, not buying – at last!). And the Sunday sound? Sarah Vaughan. I WIN.
when routine bites hard
and resentment rides high,
but emotions won’t grow;
and we’re changing our way,
taking different roads…
hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
Anyone else wish they were in polka-dots with the sand beneath their feet? At the moment I’m drinking coffee, trying to speak in French and pondering a massive overhaul of my record collection. All lovely, but I do rather wish I was in polka-dots, sand beneath my feet, not a care in the world…
i’m out here a thousand miles from my home
I’m having a Bob day. There’s really no better kind. It’s utterly miserable out there but Bob’s resounding off my walls, so it’s OKAY.
Hey, hey Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song
About a funny old world that’s a’comin’ along.
Seems sick and it’s hungry, it’s tired and it’s torn,
It looks like it’s dying and it’s hardly been born.
spread the news i’m on my way (oopah ooh yeah-yeah)
…all my blues have blown away (oopah ooh yeah-yeah).
little miss sorrow
Discovered a song I’d never heard before on the Herman’s Hermits record I bought t’other day. Little Miss Sorrow. Cyclically, hauntingly lovely.
Sing to me, bring to me,
Every sweet thing to me, sunshine.
Run away, laugh and play,
Talk away hours with me.
Toy bells, pretty tunes,
Sun and moon shine through my window.
Magic sound, turn around,
Spinning down onto me.
Oh little miss sorrow,
Oh child of tomorrow,
Won’t you follow me?
That should be enough to make you want to find/listen/love it.
(Below…little miss sorrow?)
there will be no miracles here
hello, i’m logsy. this is my blogsy.
this is one of my favourite sleeves.
and as for the song.
well.
find/listen/love it.
