So save me, I'm lost

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Dzi3roEjn4 (listen to this as you read)

Away with your fictions of flimsy romance,

Those tissues of falsehood which folly has wove !

Give me the mild beam of the soul-breathing glance,

Or the rapture which dwells on the first kiss of love.

Ye rhymers, whose bosoms with phantasy glow,

Whose pastoral passions are made for the grove;

From what blest inspiration your sonnets would flow,

Could you ever have tasted the first kiss of love !

If Apollo should e'er his assistance refuse,

Or the Nine be disposed from your service to rove,

Invoke them no more, bid adieu to the muse,

And try the effect of the first kiss of love.

I hate you, ye cold compositions of art !

Though prudes may condemn me, and bigots reprove,

I court the effusions that spring from the heart,

Which throbs with delight to the first kiss of love.

Your shepherds, your flocks, those fantastical themes,

Perhaps may amuse, yet they never can move:

Arcadia displays but a region of dreams;

What are visions like these to the first kiss of love ?

Oh ! cease to affirm that man, since his birth,

From Adam till now, has with wretchedness strove;

Some portion of paradise still is on earth,

And Eden revives in the first kiss of love.

When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past ---

For years fleet away with the wings of the dove ---

The dearest remembrance will still be the last,

Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love.

it was Christmas eve babe

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCr30OVMjHA

and anyway the snow has covered all your footsteps

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6Ik-elE6oU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K16CRyfqwdg

have some failed romance on xmas eve eve

You are the sea upon which I float

Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!

You win. I miss you

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KCg_QEHtkY

the bells are ringing

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JiqcjFQBukM

sorry i've been a bitshit

I've been a bit lazy updating, i have been unwell.

Someone sent me this... can't say i was thrilled to find out it existed, but it is acutally realy really beautiful

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AN3uPrJR7IY&feature=related

two in one.

sorry i'm shit and forgot yesterday

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oz44GJlSPeo

hopefully that makes up.

alles schelft

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qtU1c5JZf0k&feature=fvw it just aint xmas without the messiah.

You and Me

The cracked bells and washed-out horns

Blow into my face with scorn,

But it's not that way,

I wasn't born to lose you.

I want you, I want you,

I want you so bad,

Honey, I want you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c2R8pE2IPG8

I am so happy.

when you run into my arms

You shall have your sunset. I shall command it. But I shall wait, according to my science of judgement, until conditions are favourable.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YUQry4g-fRE&feature=fvw

not sure what's going on with the key, but you get the idea

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1NQRklP5Ug&feature=related

over half way there now

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LXsVkWf73u8 this is a bit fast for my liking, but loverly all the same :)

Down

I am unashamed of loving this song and so is OH. Enjoy and don't feel guilty:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pgA09CaCmB8

so quiet you were

this

is

beautiful

I know i did a post containing it a while back

but shush

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4puLybRGSAw

This was meant to be fridays post

but I am late, I'll do saturdays later

have this

it's irish you know? (well obvo not the words.. they are latin)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ith5FF-P9U&feature=related

the everlasting

i

love

carols

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LDPwNPAV6tA

how silently

[advent calender day 7] I adore this. Such a wonderful thing to finish midnight mass with.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n94bkmOa5to&feature=related

the greatest gift you'll get this year

Thought i may as well get these out of the way.

yes i secretly love them

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8jEnTSQStGE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HzlQD_aqgnc

back where i belong

i almost broke into my comfy smile

"i've missed you quite terribly"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0TJKI4dWY8c&feature=related

our hearts joy reclineth

[advent calender day 5] jolly jolly jolly.

it is somewhat impossible to cock up, so can't sound bad. Made of win.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FKSM4kmpX9s

and this. It's wonderful.. however if you listen carefully you can hear a treble singing 'most highly flavoured gravy'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xKQIomtXXkc&feature=related

great skies, all silver pale

[advent calender day 4] well, it's quite lovely... and to hear it done properly (ie... not by 3 year old in a christmas assembly) is a real treat. ALWAYS the first thing in a nine lessons service. Love the ceremony of the whole thing during this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1RC34N1TfCQ

your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder

Carl Solomon! I'm with you in Rockland  where you're madder than I am  I'm with you in Rockland  where you must feel very strange  I'm with you in Rockland  where you imitate the shade of my mother  I'm with you in Rockland  where you've murdered your twelve secretaries  I'm with you in Rockland  where you laugh at this invisible humor  I'm with you in Rockland  where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter  I'm with you in Rockland  where your condition has become serious and  is reported on the radio  I'm with you in Rockland  where the faculties of the skull no longer admit  the worms of the senses  I'm with you in Rockland  where you drink the tea of the breasts of the  spinsters of Utica  I'm with you in Rockland  where you pun on the bodies of your nurses the  harpies of the Bronx  I'm with you in Rockland  where you scream in a straightjacket that you're  losing the game of the actual pingpong of the abyss  I'm with you in Rockland  where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul  is innocent and immortal it should never die  ungodly in an armed madhouse  I'm with you in Rockland  where fifty more shocks will never return your  soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a  cross in the void  I'm with you in Rockland  where you accuse your doctors of insanity and  plot the Hebrew socialist revolution against the  fascist national Golgotha  I'm with you in Rockland  where you will split the heavens of Long Island  and resurrect your living human Jesus from the  superhuman tomb  I'm with you in Rockland  where there are twenty-five-thousand mad com- rades all together singing the final stanzas of  the Internationale  I'm with you in Rockland  where we hug and kiss the United States under  our bedsheets the United States that coughs all  night and won't let us sleep  I'm with you in Rockland  where we wake up electrified out of the coma  by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the  roof they've come to drop angelic bombs the  hospital illuminates itself imaginary walls collapse  O skinny legions run outside O starry spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is  here O victory forget your underwear we're free  I'm with you in Rockland  in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea- journey on the highway across America in tears  to the door of my cottage in the Western night

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-v4a6NaU5Rg

Before we get much Older

Its only teenage wasteland.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2KRpRMSu4g

oh that we were there

[advent calender day 3]

I have no words to describe how beautiful this is.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iXze_TLUTqM

very many very merry

[advent calender day 2] On the whole... I don't like Mathias, it sort of sounds like someones sat on an organ... and wiggled about a bit... however you can't not like this. Its criminal

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V0bbPAUCqlg

swimming in the frozen sky

I am going to do a "never knew you from the sun" advent calender, so from here on in, a nice bit of advent or Christmas music everyday. I'll probably post some poems and other stuff as well.

I felt I had to start it with what starts ALL advent carol services.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxPynSu2LGE&feature=related

I'm Still

I'm still, I'm still.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E9zRizMyMv8

Beat the skins and let the loose lips kiss you clean

Note the trees because the dirt is temporary

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHrTOQ18yzU

This song reminds me of this picture

I've lost so much along the way

because one was too many.

I LISTEN for him through the rain,
And in the dusk of starless hours
I know that he will come again;
Loth was he ever to forsake me:
He comes with glimmering of flowers	5
And stir of music to awake me.
Spirit of purity, he stands
As once he lived in charm and grace:
I may not hold him with my hands,
Nor bid him stay to heal my sorrow;	10
Only his fair, unshadowed face
Abides with me until to-morrow.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aR1Ln-ctn5E&feature=related

nobody does it like you

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BnV3ehIk1nk

It takes more than fucking someone you don't know to keep warm.

Such a good song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJ3r2BC7ctA

a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts

Five years later

I'm still shaking

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6QyVil0dwhk

and the sun would set for you

HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:	5
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wKwHiGg21KA

memory awakens hope

GEEKING IT HERE. It's the first day of advent today (yes, really) this is the best advent hymn ever ever ever, and it's meant to be all rejoicing, but the modulations in to the relative minors are so beautiful.

Times like this, I wish I had enough faith to believe in god/religion, even if my athiesm is "fashionable"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jjn3fBTvBjY

Cas From Canada

I do a dance to make the rain come
Smile to keep the sky from falling down down down down
Collect the love that I've been given
Build a nest for us to sleep in here

The wonderful St.Vincent

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0mk9_Ndly2I

Someplace a long time ago

(I don't own any of the rights or anything, as usual)

I could have danced all night.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmBeqZf_caQ

"there were bells on the hills but I never heard them ringing, no I never heard them at all, till there was you"

So let us mark this day in remembrance of who we are and how far we have traveled

What she said

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3PuHGKnboNY

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/20/us/politics/20text-obama.html?pagewanted=1&_r=1

That day made the world proud.

The moment of change is the only poem

I can't believe it's been a year since the USA election. I really can't. Possibly the most electrifying atmosphere there had been on a world wide scale for a long, long long time. I rediscovered this the other day, and, well, his rhetoric really was stunning, wasn't it?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsV2O4fCgjk

I had the blues but i shook them loose

"What a wonderful life i've had, I only wish i realised it sooner"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sj-A-XPMnhY

No God Reached Me

Down stucco sidestreets,
Where light is pewter
And afternoon mist
Brings lights on in shops
Above race-guides and rosaries,
A funeral passes.

The hearse is ahead,
But after there follows
A troop of streetwalkers
In wide flowered hats,
Leg-of-mutton sleeves,
And ankle-length dresses.

There is an air of great friendliness,
As if they were honouring
One they were fond of;
Some caper a few steps,
Skirts held skilfully
(Someone claps time),

And of great sadness also.
As they wend away
A voice is heard singing
Of Kitty, or Katy,
As if the name meant once
All love, all beauty.

So she names the baby Elvis to make up for the royalty he lacked

yes ok it is a bit moody and embarassing and you may hate it, but if you ignore most of the images in that video(some of them are beautiful others are such emo/blogger[not that this isn't a blog too..]/bollocks/im-so-deep-and-sensitive/taking-wisty-photos-of-hair-in-grass-with-a camera-in-sepia-tone-setting-or-worst-still-buying-a-proper-old-sepia-camera-to-take-the-damn-picture/ look-at-the-pain-in-my-eyes/seriously-guys-i've-got-an-art-deadline-to-meet/no-one-understands-me/my-life-is-a-bohemian-little-hut-of-joy/look-im-reading-a-book-so-that-someone-can-take-a-picture-of-me-reading-it-and-its-all-so-meaningful-because-id-rather-make-montages-than-watch-x-factor-like-you-poor-damned-souls[actually I don't watch x-factor either]/why-am-i-just-so-damn-arty/where are my shoes?), then its actually pretty good

that went on a little longer than anticipated, I hope I have never done that in any of the pictures I've posted.

But anyway the song yes, if you ignore the video which to me is interpretting it compleltey wrongly and makes it come out as an emo ode and take it all with a pinch of salt the song is actually rather good, Regina almost always is I think, yes shes put with all those 'indie-kooky' women, but shes got a wonderful voice and something much more endearing about her than the rest of the rabble.

And you know what I really do like this song, to me, a simple tale of some 50s/60s young sweethearts and it not really going to plan like they'd imagined or like they hadn't, I'm imagining barns and fields in the middle of america

...(BUT NO WAFTY HANDS IN GRASS OR CORN OR MAIZE OR WHATEVER THE HELL ELSE GROWS IN LONG LINES AND CAN HAVE HANDS IN IT)...

this post has made me very insecure I am now hyper-sensitive about its potential hypocracies and what is frankly some quite mean and unsupported snobbishness on my part...sorry...here's the song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HLx9dudmIq4

no trick dispels

Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
Cold as snow breath, it tamps the womb

Where the yew trees blow like hydras,
The tree of life and the tree of life

Unloosing their moons, month after month, to no purpose.
The blood flood is the flood of love,

The absolute sacrifice.
It means: no more idols but me,

Me and you.
So, in their sulfur loveliness, in their smiles

These mannequins lean tonight
In Munich, morgue between Paris and Rome,

Naked and bald in their furs,
Orange lollies on silver sticks,

Intolerable, without minds.
The snow drops its pieces of darkness,

Nobody's about. In the hotels
Hands will be opening doors and setting

Down shoes for a polish of carbon
Into which broad toes will go tomorrow.

O the domesticity of these windows,
The baby lace, the green-leaved confectionery,

The thick Germans slumbering in their bottomless Stolz.
And the black phones on hooks

Glittering
Glittering and digesting

Voicelessness. The snow has no voice

One long, long thought of you

When dullness shall chain the wild harp that would praise thee,
When its last sigh of freedom is heard on thy shore,
When its raptures shall bless the false hearth that betrays thee -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!

When thy sons are less tame than their own ocean waters,
When their last flash of wit and genious is o'er,
When virtue and beauty forsake thy young daughters -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!

When the sun that now holds his bright path o'er the mountains
Forgets the green fields that he smiled on before,
When no moonlight shall sleep on thy lakes and thy fountains -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!

When the name of the Saxon and tyrant shall sever,
When the freedom you lost you no longer deplore,
When the thoughts of your wrongs shall be sleeping forever -
Oh, then, dearest Erin, I'll love thee no more!

Eine Kleine Nachtmusik

Perhaps not "kleine" but this is Tallis's Spem In Allium for 40 voices.

Tallis is not usually a composer that sets me on fire so to speak, but this is possibly one of the most, if not the most beautiful peace ever composed. The soprano line is utterly gorgeous, and those brief moments of unison are glorious. No other word for it.

Glorious.

Miserere you're good, but you're just not this good.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U2tEt5q7Glo

In bar light she looked alright, In daylight she looked desperate

She said, “I know I look tired
But everything’s fried here in Memphis.”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YA-Hr_Yn-YU

Don't look back in anger

I love really good heart to hearts

I love old photos

I love this song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6M-E-P7di0

Like it was the first time

I recently rediscovered this song I used to adore.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnVSpkqdcXw

"I'll miss you in a minute, if you'd only feel the same"

Let's Never Come Here Again Because It Will Never Be As Much Fun

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCB7cxv-Ey8&feature=related turn it down the music is awful with it, but this is such a touching and wonderful scene from 'Lost In Translation'.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AKN3QodIRW8 listen to this instead if you so choose.