Shake it Out

Shake it Out

Let it Go. Start over.

Because you can.

-Tiffany


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Amber and Tiger's Eye

Transcendent. From the one and only Esthero.

Minstrella

I heart the Black keys.




Loco for Moloko










I just had a Massive Attack...

Defy the Stars

"And when he shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun."- Juliet. ( Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet )

Ear Love

Need something new to nod to? Take a break from the TOP 40, and play this in your car...LOUD. Some of my favorite Artists....

Lykke Li:



Ellie Goulding.







Here is a soft, happy, and simple tune by Rosie and Me. It reminds me of Summer.



Enjoy... :)

Ignition

Here are the songs that have been making me smile lately:

Car Song

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Song to listen to before you go out ( slightly cheesy, yet surprisingly fun)



Song for Lovers


What have YOU been listening to lately? Click the word "comments" below!

Float away with me...

 One of my favorite songs is not in English, it is in Danish. Listening to music in a language you do not understand forces you to immerse yourself deeper into the song itself, and appreciate it on the basis of sound. In this song, you can hear each instrument clearly and feel the yearning in her voice. It really is lovely. So grab a glass of wine, dim the lights and turn this WAY UP.


Herfra hvor vi star
by: Quadron

      Every time I hear this song I get a very languid and beautiful image in my head. I picture a deep red silk scarf, floating through air as if it had been dropped off the roof of a building. It floats softly down to the ground...slowly shifting with every wind current, like a feather. Do you see it?


The translation I have found is as follows:


From where we stand


Everything has calmed down.
And soon, the sun is up again.
Moon accordion war
die slowly.

From where we stand
We can look around
on all sides.
It moves.
When we walk.
It is changing at all times.


We talked almost all night.
And here is it, then stalled.
Around, there are people and are asleep.
I do not know whither we should go.


From where we stand
We can look around
on all sides.
It moves.
When we walk.
It is changing at all times.

There was a friend who went away a little before the others.
And now they say he went too far.
But when there is someone who knows the direction.
Then there is always some guy who must stand for shots.

From where we stand
We can look around
crowded on all sides.
It moves.
When we walk. And where you stand.
It is changing at all times.


From where we stand
We can look around
and we can see on all sides.
It moves.
When we go and where you stand.
It is changing at all times.

Now the morning light spilling out.
With all the covers off.
This must be something.
And there shall be deducted from.

From where we stand
We can look around
on all sides.
It moves.
When we walk.
It is changing at all times.

I'm a freakin D.J.

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Daughters




I feel compelled to reach you.

To let you know we share the same moon

and the sun for that matter.

I feel the trouble trusting...

and the waves of solitude thrusting

their stormy jaws upon me.

I feel the words of those who wronged me

and the roots of the tree that sprung me.



I too, see the eyes of this man in my mirror

the moniker of a long line of

Patronymic tales

why do we mimic those we love?

The internal ringing of the trembling bells

that so badly yearn to be a part of it all.

I have slept with this thing called time

and have awoken to it whispering in my ear....


It spoke of a river of reeds

This sweet, sweet flag of kinship in which

I learned not to lose, but to let go.

That lost mothers fathers..are merely lost.

Yet they visit in your laugh

and in the early morning frost.


And sleepily I watched
Time drift out of my room
and down the candle lit stairs....



I reach out to every young and glorious

woman...

by the windowsill women..

swaying, praying women...

Waiting for the words of affirmation


I taste the seeds of this new fruit that found me

and I reckon this is family.

Sweet, dewy, early morning family.


I dedicate this to you.



CHECK OUT THE VIDEO BELOW TO HEAR THIS POEM AS A SONG.

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