(the return of) Monday’s Music Box: The Paper Kites

Renegade

Don’t let their sweet sound fool you.

There is a depth

and an edge here

that defies the easy listen.

(Lyrics follow)

(this one’s for Silvia)

 

 

Had a dream that I sent for your love in the morning
And you came to me at about a quarter to three
Said I didn’t look like I used to look and man I do not know your face
And I woke to discover that the things that you said
Were true to me in some kind of way

So I stared down the figure in the bathroom mirror
Took the razor in my hand
Now I could draw a line or I could cut my hair
But it don’t change the way I am

Cause I’m a part of the world I live in now
Only set apart from the world I live in now
Ghost of a renegade

San Marino sun took me in, it eclipsed me
And the world it was vacant like I’d never seen
And once I walked the rhythm in my own damn way
Part of the evolving age
But I heard the warning from that young mans lips
And he said that times would change

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Monday’s Music Box: Soundtrack for Surfing…The Cinematic Orchestra

This is my city.

My city is a dark city.

My city sleeps in the light.

Comes alive when niceties,

formalities, moralities doze.

Murder capital. Mainstream

mainline midwest nightmare.

Only a city could have made this.

Only a city would have made this happen.

Susurrations and  permutations

in plain black and white surreal noir.

Darkness made Visible. Organic ordination

in non-ordinal imaginary numbers.

The Order of the Night.

The statistics lie and we are all spies

sleeping through our lives and

turning and turning and turning

on each other and turning

each other on

and off, on and

off, on

and

off.

Monday’s Music Box: Since I can’t seem to stop thinking about…

palimpsests….

Something a little contemporary.

Something a little classical.

Something a little contradictory?

Something a little self-contradictory?

Something a little stringy.

Something a little septet-y.

Something a little Simeon.

What is added?

What is taken away?

And where is that seventh string thing?

Aaah, there it is.

Almost at the seventh minute.

Of course. Of courses.

Monday’s Music Box: Lost in the Mist…

…of Alfa Mist

Another wonder found through the fresh algorithms of Youtube.  Not sure what makes their’s different, but I can’t stand what Pandora and Spotify try to throw at you while Youtube always seems to give me glorious surprises.

Don’t usually go in for much hip-hop, but this is beauteously blended with Jazz to make a tasty time for the ears….

Reminds me of late ’60’s / early ’70’s Miles Davis with a definite modern sensibility.  Is it a coincidence that Miles Davis – Miles In The Sky (1968) is now appearing in my ‘recommended’ feed on Youtube?  I think not.

Monday’s Music Box: My new favorite….

…track, album, band.  You name it.

Amazing sounds from a group that I have not been able to find out much about except that they are from Argentina.

With a touch of Africa, Asia and Jazz….

Stunning work.

Such a broad range of sounds, colors and textures.

A dream of an aural landscape for the mind to wander in.

Beautiful, beautiful music.