Monthly Archives: November 2010

Romanian Rhapsody No. 2 by George Enescu


He was born in the village of Liveni, Romania (Dorohoi County at the time, today Botoşani County), and showed musical talent from early in his childhood. A child prodigy, Enescu created his first musical composition at the age of five. Shortly thereafter, his father presented him to the professor and composer Eduard Caudella. At the age of seven, entered the Vienna Conservatory, where he studied with Joseph Hellmesberger, Jr., Robert Fuchs, and Sigismond Bachrich, and graduated before his 13th birthday, earning the silver medal. In his Viennese concerts young Enescu played works by Brahms, Sarasate and Mendelssohn. In 1895 he went to Paris to continue his studies. He studied violin with Martin Pierre Marsick, harmony with André Gédalge, and composition with Jules Massenet and Gabriel Fauré.

Many of Enescu’s works were influenced by Romanian folk music, his most popular compositions being the two Romanian Rhapsodies (1901–2), the opera Oedipe (1936), and the suites for orchestra. He also wrote five symphonies (two of them unfinished), a symphonic poem Vox maris, and much chamber music (three sonatas for violin and piano, two for cello and piano, a piano trio, quartets with and without piano, a wind decet (French, “dixtuor”), an octet for strings, a piano quintet, a chamber symphony for twelve solo instruments).
In 1923 he made his debut as a conductor in a concert given by the Philadelphia Orchestra in New York City. In 1935, he conducted the Orchestre Symphonique de Paris and Yehudi Menuhin in Mozart’s Violin Concerto No.3 in G major. He also conducted the New York Philharmonic between 1937 and 1938. In 1939 he married Maria Rosetti (known as the Princess Cantacuzino through her first husband Mihail Cantacuzino), a good friend of the future Queen Marie of Romania. While staying in Bucharest, Enescu lived in the Cantacuzino Palace on Calea Victoriei (now the Muzeu Naţional George Enescu, dedicated to his work).

He lived in Paris and in Romania, but after World War II and the Soviet occupation of Romania, he remained in Paris.

He was also a noted violin teacher. Yehudi Menuhin, Christian Ferras, Ivry Gitlis, Arthur Grumiaux, and Ida Haendel were among his pupils. He promoted contemporary Romanian music, playing works of Constantin Silvestri, Mihail Jora, Ionel Perlea and Marţian Negrea.

On his death in 1955, George Enescu was interred in the Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris.

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Romanian Rhapsody no.1 by George Enescu


Conductor, Sergiu Celibidache

Part no. 1

Par no. 2

Seal Beach Art In The Sand: It is written in sand


Love: The engine for survival

A sunny day in November 2010, walking on the beach between San Gabriel River  (River’s End Café) and Seal Beach Pier made a movie of these marvelous mementos, so fragile, so full of life: I was just thinking to myself “these belong in a Twenty Thousand Years Time Capsule”. The rest was just fun, including the “Jazz Pizzicato”,  first composition of Leroy Anderson and one of the first pieces of music I recall listening to as a toddler, I guess.

My message to you is: Get off sofas, and couches, go outdoor, to the beach, to the mountains, walk, run, ride a bike, or drive, swimm, surf…Just be surprised and enjoy  the beauty of nature, that surrounds us.

 See you on the trail.

George. 🙂

Ray Stevens: Would Jesus Wear Rolex ?


No , he wouldn’t.

I’m my own grandpa- Ray Stevens


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Mircea FLorian: Cu pleoapa ta de-argint


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Mircea Florian, I remember the Electrecord LP with this magnificent music, total novelty in Romania at the time : not only the tone of the music, but also the use of indian traditional instruments (George Harrison  composed My Sweet Lord, which became inspiration to many). in those times Radio Europa Libera, si Voice of America were the only place one could listen to rock and roll.  

But I may be wrong: important is…the result, unique beautiful music, now as it was then. I’ll leave the technicalities, to the musical gurus. 🙂

Mircea Florian: The Long Time Ago…Remembered


 



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Malagueña Salerosa: Rob Rodriguez-Kill Bill: The Love Theme…


Malagueña Salerosa,  Robert Rodriguez  and Kill Bill:  (Ultimate Love Theme),

A sinergistic effect in the art of moviemaking.

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A LegASea Of Drawning (Education) Yeah Right…


Just be, right ? 🙂

Eduard R. Murrow: Just Another Speach, Not ! Everybody on the same page? (1954-2010)


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Time Less Space: Find It


Network, Network. Network…


One day I was watching this movie, and the more I watched,

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Another version of Arlo’s Alice’s Restaurant


And this is Part 2

Thankgiving Part 4: johnny Cash


Yesterday two other markets closed doors, in Downey: A VONS, and Beaches. VONS was in walking distance, Beaches had the best  (realistic prices) for produce, veggies, and especially mashrooms (can’t go without my mashrooms meal).

G 🙂

Thankgiving-Part 3 Johnny Cash


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Thanksgiving- Johnny Cash


I know this song from ages ago, and everyday I’m reminded of it, and even more around Thanksgiving

V For Vendetta: God Is In The Rain


A unique scene, from a unique film: Always in actuality.

G 🙂 🙂 🙂

Goodnight Moon: Shivaree…………..


Wow, what a song Goodnight Moon, what a talented singer Shivaree. First time I head about it when viewing  of course 🙂 🙂 🙂 Kill Bill, just great filmmaking by Quentin Tarantino. I going to get to films too…but so far I’m getting a lot of music  out to you.

Alice’s Restaurant: Part 2-The Story


Alice’s Restaurant By Arlo Guthrie This song is called Alice’s Restaurant, and it’s about Alice, and the restaurant, but Alice’s Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant, that’s just the name of the song, and that’s why I called the song Alice’s Restaurant. You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant Walk right in it’s around the back Just a half a mile from the railroad track You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on – two years ago on Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant, but Alice doesn’t live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and Fasha the dog. And livin’ in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin’ all that room, seein’ as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn’t have to take out their garbage for a long time. We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it’d be a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the city dump. Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the dump saying, “Closed on Thanksgiving.” And we had never heard of a dump closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage. We didn’t find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we decided to throw our’s down. That’s what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving dinner that couldn’t be beat, went to sleep and didn’t get up until the next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, “Kid, we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it.” And I said, “Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope under that garbage.” After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the police officer’s station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the police officer’s station. Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn’t very likely, and we didn’t expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again, which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer’s station there was a third possibility that we hadn’t even counted upon, and we was both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said “Obie, I don’t think I can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on.” He said, “Shut up, kid. Get in the back of the patrol car.” And that’s what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars, being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer’s station. They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach, the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that’s not to mention the aerial photography. After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put us in the cell. Said, “Kid, I’m going to put you in the cell, I want your wallet and your belt.” And I said, “Obie, I can understand you wanting my wallet so I don’t have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you want my belt for?” And he said, “Kid, we don’t want any hangings.” I said, “Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?” Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the toilet seat so I couldn’t hit myself over the head and drown, and he took out the toilet paper so I couldn’t bend the bars roll out the – roll the toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice (remember Alice? It’s a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn’t be beat, and didn’t get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court. We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one, sat down. Man came in said, “All rise.” We all stood up, and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog. And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry, ’cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American blind justice, and there wasn’t nothing he could do about it, and the judge wasn’t going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not what I came to tell you about. Came to talk about the draft. They got a building down New York City, it’s called Whitehall Street, where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected, neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York, and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all kinds o’ mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave me a piece of paper, said, “Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604.” And I went up there, I said, “Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill, KILL, KILL.” And I started jumpin up and down yelling, “KILL, KILL,” and he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down yelling, “KILL, KILL.” And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me, sent me down the hall, said, “You’re our boy.” Didn’t feel too good about it. Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections, detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin’ to me at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there, and I walked up and said, “What do you want?” He said, “Kid, we only got one question. Have you ever been arrested?” And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice’s Restaurant Massacre, with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all the phenome… – and he stopped me right there and said, “Kid, did you ever go to court?” And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, “Kid, I want you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W …. NOW kid!!” And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W’s where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean ‘n’ ugly ‘n’ nasty ‘n’ horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me and said, “Kid, whad’ya get?” I said, “I didn’t get nothing, I had to pay $50 and pick up the garbage.” He said, “What were you arrested for, kid?” And I said, “Littering.” And they all moved away from me on the bench there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I said, “And creating a nuisance.” And they all came back, shook my hand, and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing, father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it up and said. “Kids, this-piece-of-paper’s-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna- know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing- you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting- officer’s-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say”, and talked for forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there, and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the following words: (“KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?”) I went over to the sargent, said, “Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to ask me if I’ve rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I’m sittin’ here on the bench, I mean I’m sittin here on the Group W bench ’cause you want to know if I’m moral enough join the army, burn women, kids, houses and villages after bein’ a litterbug.” He looked at me and said, “Kid, we don’t like your kind, and we’re gonna send you fingerprints off to Washington.” And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I’m singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a situation like that there’s only one thing you can do and that’s walk into the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say “Shrink, You can get anything you want, at Alice’s restaurant.”. And walk out. You know, if one person, just one person does it they may think he’s really sick and they won’t take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony, they may think they’re both faggots and they won’t take either of them. And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in singin a bar of Alice’s Restaurant and walking out. They may think it’s an organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice’s Restaurant and walking out. And friends they may thinks it’s a movement. And that’s what it is , the Alice’s Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come’s around on the guitar. With feeling. So we’ll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and sing it when it does. Here it comes. You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant Walk right in it’s around the back Just a half a mile from the railroad track You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud. I’ve been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it for another twenty five minutes. I’m not proud… or tired. So we’ll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part harmony and feeling. We’re just waitin’ for it to come around is what we’re doing. All right now. You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant Excepting Alice You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant Walk right in it’s around the back Just a half a mile from the railroad track You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant Da da da da da da da dum At Alice’s Restaurant

Happy Thanksgiving All: From Arlo Guthrie/Alice’s Restaurant and Myself


And let your turkey be juicy 🙂

A’int Gonna Work For Maggie’s Firm Nomore


Hi falks,

Show of hands: Who thought Maggie had anything to do with politics, or to become the Governess of California ( yes the first and only), well I did not. But considering the stunt with the Body Builder aka The Terminator, just for a spit second, I wondered: are we all so dumb? Neeehhhh, I said to myself. Thanks God too. Anyhow, all this dirty falsity of a gobernatorial race made my think back to one song, that stays with me, and I would like to share it with you, in celebration for the INVINCIBLE DEFEAT Maggie sustained: Boy she gotta be furios as hell so here we go: Maggie this one’s goes to you:

Si tu t’appelle melancholie: Joe Dassin


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Suzanne- “Jesus was a saylor when when he crossed upon the water…”


from the albumSONGS OF LEONARD COHEN

Suzanne
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she’s half crazy
But that’s why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you’ve always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you’ve touched her perfect body with your mind.

And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said “All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them”
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you’ll trust him
For he’s touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she’s touched your perfect body with her mind.

http://1heckofaguy.com/2009/05/02/our-lady-of-the-harbour-setting-for-leonard-cohens-suzanne/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suzanne_(Leonard_Cohen_song)

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Hello world!


Hello world!.

Jaques Brel si Tara Lui Plata Ca O Campie Cat Vezi Cu Ochii


Jaques Brel si Tara Lui Plata Ca O Campie Cat Vezi Cu Ochii.

Omul “Miercuri”


Omul “Miercuri”.

Toaca, Clopotele si Romanasii Nostrii Din Veac


Toaca, Clopotele si Romanasii Nostrii Din Veac.

Nina Simone, The Queen of song


Nina Simone, The Queen of song.

Georges Brassens, He Is Well In “The Tower Of Song”


Georges Brassens, He Is Well In “The Tower Of Song”.

San Gabriel River Bikeway- On A Sunny Day in November 2010 Video – Los Angeles Travel Videos – Tripfilms


San Gabriel River Bikeway- On A Sunny Day in November 2010 Video – Los Angeles Travel Videos – Tripfilms.

Nearer, My God, To Thee, Nearer to thee! :I Salonisti, Mahalia Jackson, and many more


Nearer, My God, To Thee, Nearer to thee! :I Salonisti, Mahalia Jackson, and many more.

aLl tHAt jAZz


aLl tHAt jAZz.

I CAME SO FAR FOR BEAUTY


I CAME SO FAR FOR BEAUTY.

EVERYBODY KNOWS


EVERYBODY KNOWS.

LEONARD COHEN-INDUCTION IN THE ROCK AND ROLL HALL OF FAME


LEONARD COHEN-INDUCTION IN THE ROCK AND ROLL HALL OF FAME.

TONIGHT WILL BE FINE-LEONARD COHEN


TONIGHT WILL BE FINE-LEONARD COHEN.

V FOR VENDETTA-VALERIE’S LETTER


V FOR VENDETTA-VALERIE’S LETTER.

AMALIA RODRIGUEZ


AMALIA RODRIGUEZ.

AVE MARIA-ANGELA GHEORGHIU-


AVE MARIA-ANGELA GHEORGHIU-.

Stefan Augustin Doinas-Nocturna I


Stefan Augustin Doinas-Nocturna I.

STEFAN AUGUSTIN DOINAS- LACAS


STEFAN AUGUSTIN DOINAS- LACAS.

Leonard Cohen-Joan Of Arc (Martyrdom:Last Supper To Sainthood)


Leonard Cohen-Joan Of Arc (Martyrdom:Last Supper To Sainthood).

“A Thousand Kisses Deep”: Your Invincible Defeat!


“A Thousand Kisses Deep”: Your Invincible Defeat!.

GREEN TEA OR YERBA MATE ?


GREEN TEA OR YERBA MATE ?.

LEONARD COHEN-IF IT BE YOUR WILL


LEONARD COHEN-IF IT BE YOUR WILL.

“A Thousand Kisses Deep”: Your Invincible Defeat!


“A Thousand Kisses Deep”: Your Invincible Defeat!.

Leonard Cohen-The Partizan (Dedicated to the Romanian Fighters For Freedom)


Leonard Cohen-The Partizan (Dedicated to the Romanian Fighters For Freedom).

LEONARD COHEN-IF IT BE YOUR WILL


LEONARD COHEN-IF IT BE YOUR WILL.

Like A Bird On the Wire: “I Have Tried In My Life To Be Free”


Like A Bird On the Wire: “I Have Tried In My Life To Be Free”.

Like A Bird On the Wire: “I Have Tried In My Life To Be Free”


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