A brilliant Primus song , absolutely love it
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Welcome to Coral Island -The Coral
The Coral and there new and exciting palette of music, taking you on a wonderful voyage around Coral Island
Joyce Kwon sings lyrics from “Verdi” by Charles Bukowski
Pressed from the wonderful http://bukowskionwry.wordpress.com/2014/05/11/joyce-kwon-sings-lyrics-from-verdi-by-charles-bukowski/ who know how to find all things Bukowski
Alexander Payne – Carmen (1985)
Alexander Payne who gave us Nebraska , Sideways , The Descendants and About Schmidt this was his first film short silent, and exprressive
Juanita Parra / Gabriel Parra/ Los Jaivas
The sound of Los Jaivas is the sound of Chile , you listen and feel the music reach in. Gabriel Parra the drummer was sadly killed in a crash and the role went to his daughter Juanita Parra
fictive beat
W/O/M/A/N
gone into abstraction
gitane smoke before the rain,
cello case velvet interior
soft and firm
W/O/M/A/N
breasts and silk once seen on canvas
could not concede to his kisses
or arch of bow
he had to wander
W/O/M/A/N
no more companion
than those strings he manipulated
with fingers callused,
she will not tremor
W/O/M/A/N
as absent as the background
waiting for a taxi,
rain effective conduit
to her misery,
he sheltered the cello
with umbrella
heading to a jazz club
W/O/M/A/N
is the beat
is the tender thrum,
a cello’s true heart
and poets calling,
absinthe and kisses
parted stocking thighs
he had found another
W/O/M/A/N
Allen Ginsberg – Everybody Sing
Phil Everly in Memory
Two songs from the late era Everly’s who experimented a little so sit back and listen to Mary Jane and Bowling Green
Hossein Farjami – Nagmeh Esfahan
dancer 95
violin bow cu through gelatin
as outstretched arm
folding it under her chin
tremor of strings felt in her loins
of love beyond passion
love beyond denial,
for this man much older
who watched damp eyed
each point and step
holding pose for sulfur flash
yet moonlight and day
better illuminated
caught in a dark place
yet so natural
she would ascend
imprinted and recognized
after camera covered away
she danced
knowing now also caught
on paper in charcoal
it may of been the end
but she reached to the future
moving expressively
beyond fantasy
Helen Hahn performs Ernest Chausson Poeme Op 25