connected thoughts
Things that have influenced me or connect in some way, if not the same wavelength then at least harmonic.
Here I have to accept my eccentricity, a literal off balance spin in my life that gives me the distance to observe but also separates me from others.
If you are one of the people I have let down in life then get in touch for a personal apology.
Nicole Rieu
A strong memory of hearing this song in 1975. As a 14 year old I was captivated.
My peers would have not approved.
Et bonjour à toi l’artiste lyrics in English
And good morning to you, the artist from wherever
That makes days happy or sad, you who change everything
You offer us music like a gift
You, the magician of new times
And good day to you, painter of light
Who knows all the hues of the universe
You’ll make the year 2000 a millennium,
The most beautiful history of the earth
(It’s time) To buy the colors
(It’s time) To put to work
(It’s time) You, the composer
To give yourself with all your heart
(It’s time) And if you started
(Now) Everything would be ready tomorrow
(It’s time) Do what pleases you
Take all your time
(But don’t take too much, please)
And good morning to you, the artist, the great author
The brilliant illusionist, the famous actor
You will change the world for us, you will sing
To make us forget the past
(It’s time) To buy the colors
(It’s time) To get yourself to work
(It’s time) You, the composer
To give yourself with all your heart
(It’s time) And if you started
(Now) Everything would be ready tomorrow
(It’s time) Do what pleases you
Take all your time
Take all your time
(It’s time) To buy the colors
(It’s time) To get yourself to work
(It’s time) You, the composer
To give yourself with all your heart
(It’s time) And if you started
(Now) Everything would be ready tomorrow
(It’s time) Do what pleases you
Take all your time
(It’s time) To buy the colors
(It’s time) To get yourself to work
(It’s time) You, the composer
To give yourself with all your heart
(It’s time)
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Pink Floyd
| When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse, out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone. I cannot put my finger on it now. The child has grown, the dream is gone.
Lyrics from “Comfortably numb” |
Who knows where the time goes?
More reflective music, seemingly a lost art now.
Lost in Bristol
I was in Bristol for the Wildscreen festival and decided to go for a walk.
In one of the city squares an area was cordoned off for rebuilding but you could still kind of walk around it.
I spotted these trees overgrowing a statue and it reminded me of a part of the conversation between David Attenborough and Chris Packam at a talk I attended the previous day,
For just a moment, they speculated how the natural world would recover well from the extinction of humans, they didnt dwell long on the subject aware that they may have overstepped some boundary.
In the city centre I caught a little glimpse of the possibility.
Accompanying music
A beautiful work of art. Here are the lyrics in full:
Heartleap, headlong, heartache
Heartbreak, headdown, heartfelt
Heartmelt, headstrong, heartspring
Heartsing, headgone, heartleap
Heartsleep, headspace, heartsease
Heartplease, headache, heartsearch
Heartlurch, headfirst, heartlong
Heartsong, headdone, heartleap