The heart is mistaken for when it is broken it is truly content. When it is content, it is truly broken.
Daily Archives: October 7, 2015
Archie Shepp: “In The Mood” – Jazz à Porquerolles
Free Jazz master, Archie Shepp collaborated with the giants: from John Coltrane to Frank Zappa, and Cecil Taylor himself , the creator of free jazz. His timeless virtuosity covers multiple areas: saxophonist, singer, poet, pianist and dramaturg. This concert at the festival Jazz à Porquerolles, Shepp gathers Jean-Paul Bourelly, on guitar, Reggie Washington, on bass, Tom McClung, on the piano and Hamid Drake, on drums. The concert took place in July 2014, click the image to watch it – it’s not on YouTube – and the guitarman Jean-Paul Bourelly is fabulous!
John Scofield | Lazy
It’s September already! Of course I have hundreds of CDs from the time there wasn’t any other option to listen to music. They are now kept in drawers, safe from the dust. It’s amazing how you pick one of them, choose a track, go to YouTube, look for it and there it is, you can listen to it! Lazy, the choice of the tune is purely accidental, by John Scofield, belongs to the album Groove Elation, released in 1995. Apparently YouTube is a never-ending music library, let’s see how far they match my CD collection. So far so good, but I’ll try again in the future!
Personnel: John Scofield – acoustic & electric guitar Billy Drewes – tenor saxophone, flute Howard Johnson – baritone saxophone, tuba, bass clarinet Randy Brecker – trumpet, flugelhorn Steve Turre – trombone
Larry Goldings – piano, organ Dennis Irwin – bass Idris Muhammad – drums Don Alias – percussion
Locked In
this room is still depressing
scratched hard-wood floors
covered in hair the dog shed
and that I’m too lazy to sweep up
windows that won’t open
a door to the outside screwed shut
far too much furniture
and a tendency to go from cold to hot
but it’s my sanctuary, my place
to hide, to think, to write,
I can’t leave or those other thoughts
will take me over, keep me away
from what I know I should be doing
I’m locked in partly by choosing
and partly for my own safety
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WINDOW SCREENS
WINDOW SCREENS!
(Tune: “Animal Crackers in My Soup,” as sung by Shirley Temple)
White shirt fronts
Behind window screens,
Cats looking out
On burgeoning greens…
Doggies can walk
Their owners out,
Cats without leashes
Not put out.
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A.C. feels good
To kitty fur,
Means less shedding
And hairy stir…
Dogs have owners
To comb out
Any snarls
In a hairy coat!
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Fish and parrots
What are they,
Rarely more than
Fine display….
Cats can purr
And doggies yap,
Having a friend is
A good life capped!
–Jonathan Caswell
The Burren Way – Ireland
Took a day tour of Cliff of Moher and Burren from Galway Tour Company
which cost around € 25.
First stop is at the fishing village of Kinvara to see Dunguaire Castle
The famous roof thatched hotel
Corcomroe Abbey
Ballyalban Fairy Fort
Poulnabrone Dolmen
Leamaneh Castle
Doolin
Cliff of Moher
From the cliff can see Aran Islands
Normal view of people along the Cliff
View from atop…
There is also tour to see from below.
HAPPINESS LEECHE
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Solo Travel: My 5 Biggest Concerns.
Now that I have finished my exams and have 3 full months of summer ahead of me, I’ve been writing lists. Lists of things I want to do, places I want to go, lots and lots of lists of stuff I’d love to accomplish before starting my 5th year of med school come September.
More than half of the things on my “lists” are or have something to do with travelling to places…alone. Why alone? Well, thing is, I’ve always enjoyed my independence since starting university (especially it being abroad), and so I tend to prefer doing things that Iwant to do, and atmy own pace.
If there’s one thing that would mess up a good trip is being tied down to someone else’s schedule, or them to yours. It just kills the fun in travel.
Ok, now about this post. As I’ve mentioned, summer’s here and travel
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Goodbye Abano, it’s been a blast.
So my time in Abano has come to an end, my contract with the summer school has finished, I’ve said goodbye to my awesome students, wished my fellow teachers well on their return to the UK and with heavy heart bid farewell to my incredibly host family. I’m sure I’ll be seeing them again, there’s already talk of their son coming to the UK to practise his English with my little brother and get to visit England so I’m sure that we will remain in contact. I have absolutely loved staying with these wonderful people who have made me feel part of their family and shown me the best of their town. I feel like I’ve made some real friends rather than just been provided with somewhere to sleep for the last fortnight. 
The amazing Sarocco family
But, of course, it’s onwards I must go and after hours of perusing…
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Ancien Hippie 