Category:Music
Woke up this morning and the first thing I read, is this post on my little sister’s blog… dedicated to me. Speechless, stunned and overpowered with joy was I!
A perfect start for a summer’s day. A perfect start for summer all together. You’re the best sis. And since it’s your song… this is for you…
A sanctuary safe and strong
To heal the wounds from lovers past
Until a new one comes alongI spoke to you in cautious tones
You answered me with no pretense
And still I feel I said too much
My silence is my self defense
And every time I’ve held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose
But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break
And this is why my eyes are closed
It’s just as well for all I’ve seen
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you’re the only one who knows
So I would choose to be with you
That’s if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you’re the only one who know
©B Joel
I’m coming, i’m coming home to you
I’m alive, i’m a mess
I can’t wait to get home to you
To get warm and undressed
There’ve been changes beyond my dreams
Everybody wants me to sing
There’ve been changes beyond my grasp
Things i’m sinking in
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do
And when somebody knows you well
Well, there’s no comfort like that
And when somebody needs you
Well, there’s no drug like that
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do
And when i’m home, curled in your arms
And i’m safe again
I’ll close my eyes and sleep, sleep
To the sound of london rain
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do
© H Nova
Married their high school boyfriends
Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes
Where their parents live
But I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow
I hit the highway in a pink RV with stars on the ceiling
Lived like a gypsy
Six strong hands on the steering wheel
I’ve been a long time gone now
Maybe someday, someday I’m gonna settle down
But I’ve always found my way somehow
By taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around
I met the queen of whatever
Drank with the Irish and smoked with the hippies
Moved with the shakers
Wouldn’t kiss all the asses that they told me to
No I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow
It’s been two long years now
Since the top of the world came crashing down
And I’m getting’ it back on the road now
But I’m taking the long way
Taking the long way around
I’m taking the long way
Taking the long way around
The long
The long way around
Well, I fought with a stranger and I met myself
I opened my mouth and I heard myself
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
Guess I could have made it easier on myself
But I, I could never follow
No I, I could never follow
Well, I never seem to do it like anybody else
Maybe someday, someday I’m gonna settle down
If you ever want to find me I can still be found
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around
Taking the long way
Taking the long way around
©2006 E Robison, M Maguire, N Maines, D Wilson
Bruce was in town tonight. And I felt like an out of tune guitar. It used to be that I owned the floor at the Antwerp Sportpaleis when Bruce played there. Tonight, I could barely hold my own. I died a couple of times tonight: The Ties that Bind, Mary’s Place, Trapped and Point Blank… Killer songs. I stood in the center of the storm and survived.
And quite honestly, it is one of the best Springsteen shows I’ve seen. They played bunch of songs that were a first for me. Live that is. I am just a prisoner of rock’n’roll. And Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band IS rock’n’roll.
Thank you Bruce! Thank you Luc for standing by my side (again). And my dear sisters: thank you for makin’ me go to see the show.
“And everything dies baby that’s a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back”
Boss, I believe!
I just got back from a 3 day trip to London. Saw my 28th Bruce Springsteen show last Friday. Bruce and the band played for 3 whole hours. It was my longest show so far. And what a show it was! He played a couple of my favorites that I had never had seen live before: Point Blank and Glory Days (finally!).
I love the stories he tells in his songs. They are a source of inspiration and consolation. I’m gonna have to admit: Bruce is God!
The rest of the weekend was very relaxing, shopping time and lots of fun. Thank you Alain and Anouk for keeping up with me. Even if I kept you up all night with my snoring and breaking glasses.
Danny Federici, keyboard player in Bruce Springsteen’s E-Street Band, died of melonoma cancer at the age of 58. Danny has been in the E-Street Band for 40 years.
Bruce said about Danny: “Danny and I worked together for 40 years – he was the most wonderfully fluid keyboard player and a pure natural musician. I loved him very much…we grew up together.”
My heart goes out to Danny’s family and the E-Street family. Danny… You will be missed!
Yesterday,
All my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they’re here to stay,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly,
I’m not half the man I used to be,
There’s a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.
Why she
Had to go I don’t know, she wouldn’t say.
I said,
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday,
Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Why she
Had to go I don’t know, she wouldn’t say.
I said,
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday,
Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
© Lennon/McCartney
Je kan er boeken kopen die
Je hier heel zelden vindt
Je kan er langs de grachten lopen
Je haar los in de wind
Je kan er uren slijten
De parken zijn er groen
Je kan er naar Van Gogh gaan kijken
Dat zou je eigenlijk wel es moeten doen
Je bent er vogelvrij
Omdat er alles kan
Zo dichtbij
En toch zover
Is Amsterdam
Want daar in Amsterdam
Ben jij zover van mij
Toch voel ik Amsterdam zo pijnlijk dicht nabij
In het concertgebouw
Is het zeer dikwijls feest
Je weet toch nog dat zelfs Randy Newman daar ooit is geweest
Wie van ons vermoedde toen
Dat jij daar nu heel alleen
Een schuilplaats hebt gezocht
We gingen altijd samen heen
Wie van ons is vogelvrij
Wie van ons die nog alles kan
Zo dichtbij
En toch zover
Is Amsterdam
Want daar in Amsterdam
Ben jij zover van mij
Toch voel ik Amsterdam zo pijnlijk dicht nabij
© Kris De Bruyne
I went to see Springsteen‘s show in Antwerp yesterday evening. After having missed his Antwerp show last year due to emotional stress, I was not sure if I wanted to go this time. It took me a lot of courage to go. I did not have as much fun as I usual do at a Springsteen show. But I managed to stay until the end. And that was quite an accomplishment.
And yes… the slogan on my t-shirt was meant for you.
