Daily Archives: March 4, 2011

O, Brother Where art thou: In The Jail House Now (Soggy Bottom Boys)




In the Jail House Now
I told him once or twice to quit playin’ cards and a shootin’ dice
He’s in the jailhouse now
He’s in the jailhouse now he’s in the jailhouse now
Well I had a friend named Rambling Bob who used to steal gamble and rob
He thought he was the smartest guy in town
But I found out last Monday that Bob got locked up Sunday
They got him in the jailhouse way downtown
He’s in the jailhouse now…
Now I went out last Tuesday I met a girl named Susie
I told her I was the swellest man around
We started to spend my money and she started to callin’ me honey
We took in every honky tonk in town
We’re in the jailhouse now…

Find more information on the movie at : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/O_Brother,_Where_Art_Thou%3F

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The Smudge Poem


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The Smudge Poem

There is the smudged print of
a tip of
a finger on that mirror
It approves not of
love
hatred
presence or absence of
either one or of
both.
There is that smudge of a print of a tip of a finger:
it is there to stay

till cleaning day… 

It is there to stay.

Amprenta ramasa

Amprenta de pe oglinda aproape stearsa
tace despre
iubire
ura
absenta sentimentelo
necunosterea circumstantelor

Amprenta de pe oglinda necuratata
va fi acolo
pana in ziua curateniei
va fi acolo

Bye Bye Blackbird, Martha Wainwright


 

Bye, Bye, Blackbird
Pack up all my care and woe,
Here I go,
Singing low,
Bye bye blackbird,
Where somebody waits for me,
Sugar’s sweet, so is she,
Bye bye
Blackbird!

No one here can love or understand me,
Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me,
Make my bed and light the light,
I’ll be home late tonight,
Blackbird bye bye.

Pack up all my care and woe,
Here I go,
Singing low,
Bye (bye) bye (bye) blackbird.
(tchoo tchoo tchoo tchoo tchoo tchoo)
Where somebody waits for me,
Sugar’s sweet, so is she,
Bye (bye) bye (bye) blackbird.
(tchoo tchoo tchoo tchoo tchoo tchoo)

No one here can love or understand me,
Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me,
(Oh oh oh oh)
Make my bed, light that light,
I’ll be home late tonight,
Blackbird…

Make my bed and light the light,
I’ll be home late tonight,
Leave you bird jet in the sky
Toodle oo!
Farewell!
Bye bye!

Blackbird
(Blackbird,Blackbird)
We’ll take the flying little blackbird bye!

“Bye, Bye, Blackbird” is a song published in 1926 by the American composer Ray Henderson and lyricist Mort Dixon. It is considered a popular standard and was first recorded by Gene Austin in 1926:

 

 

(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bye_Bye_Blackbird)

 

Bye, Bye Blackbird, Oscar Peterson


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In don’t know about you, but to me the noise adds to this song…It is like an old banknote, from 1930, or like a coin from 156 A.D., it adds character, and if you let it play you ‘ll enjoy Oscar Peterson‘s – “(I Wants To Stay Here) I Love You, Porgy (“Porgy And Bess“)”.
So stay with the jazz a while longer, stop counting the seconds, and just breath deeply, if it’s last thing you do, As if is the first, and last thing you do…as if it is real, the sound of music through the fingers of Oscar Peterson,is like no other sound in the world, like a sea of waves and ripples.
 
Thanks Oscar.

 

  

 
 

 

      

Jesus and Mary, Martha Wainwright


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Jesus & Mary, By Martha Wainwright

Remember when you said we’d marry

The wilder shores of love
The tide, it changes fast
Ah when you’re fast it never lasts

I cannot read between your lines
You cannot make me read your tiny mind
Oh who’s got the time
Oh you’d go blind

Jesus and Mary
Are takin’ me down to the other side of town
Where they don’t count the days
With steel blades on the walls of time
They just dance naked in the sun all the time

She’s the jewel in your crown
But I’m the goal that’s gonna weigh you down
I’ll keep you around this dirty old town

Every time I put the stove on
Dinner’s cold by the time you come over
Oh you turn over on that cold shoulder

Jesus and Mary
Are takin’ me down to the other side of town
Where they don’t count the days
With steel blades on the walls of time
They just dance naked in the sun all the time

And you call and you call my name
Baby, hazy, lazy
Oh I am not an animal

When I lie back, I lie on my back
Baby, hazy, lazy
Oh I’ll sign on the dotted line

Don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, no
Don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down

Martha Wainwright (born May 8, 1976) is a Canadian-American folkrock singersongwriter. She is the daughter of American folk singer and actor Loudon Wainwright III and Canadian folk singer-songwriter Kate McGarrigle. With her older brother, Rufus Wainwright, she was raised in Montreal, Quebec, Canada, in a musical family. 
(Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martha_Wainwright)



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