Bad Day

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Last wednesday was a bad day for me. I like Wednesdays, but it was not a good one, unluckily. Had nothing to do with being Wednesday, though. It was a bad day in itself, one of those starting with foolish actions leading to a huge misunderstanding which ends up causing sorrow.

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Bad Wednesday (Wednesday Addams)

Anyway, it’s already Friday and I know it’s going to be all right, if only cause the week is almost gone and, most of all, because, as The Cure song said, “It’s Friday I’m In Love.” Looking forward to the rest of the weekend, but in the meantime I’m going to share now this song called “Bad Day” to exorcise last Wednesday’s misfortune.

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And it’s true, nothing screws up your Friday more than realizing it’s only Wednesday :lol:, but you know, everything passes, everything changes, and now it’s truly Friday at last. Of course, anyone can have a bad Wednesday, but missing the one you love might be worse than just a bad day. It is not however Wednesday that I wanted to talk about, but just the R.E.M. song below:

Bad Day (R.E.M.)

A public service announcement
followed me home the other day
I paid it nevermind
Go away
Shit’s so thick
You could stir it with a stick
Free Teflon
Whitewashed presidency
We’re sick of being jerked around
Wear that on your sleeve

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord
Count your blessings
We’re sick of being jerked around
We all fall down
Have you ever seen the televised
St Vitus subcommittee prize
Investigation dance?
Those ants-in-pants glances
Well, look behind the eyes
It’s a hallowed, hollow anesthesized
“Save my own ass, screw these guys”
Smoke and mirror lock down

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord
Count your blessings
The papers wouldn’t lie!
I sigh Not one more
It’s been a bad day
Please dont take a picture
It’s been a bad day
Please

We’re dug in the deep the price is steep
The auctioneer is such a creep
The lights went out, the oil ran dry
We blamed it on the other guy
Sure, all men are created equal
Here’s the church, here’s the steeple
Please stay tuned
We cut to sequel
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord
Count your blessings
Ignore the lower fears
Ugh, this means war
It’s been a bad day
Please dont take a picture
It’s been a bad day
Please

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Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord
Count your blessings
We’re sick of being jerked around
We all fall down
It’s been a bad day
Please dont take a picture
It’s been a bad day
Please

Songwriters
Roth, Asher Paul / Kleinman, Oren Yoel / Appleton, David Anthony

Published by
Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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R.E.M. performs in Madrid, Spain on October 1, 2008 – photo: Alvarez

A great song that reminds a lot the same sheer devastation of another REM’s tune, “It’s The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)” which seems to have been inspired by the primitive draft of this one.

The song criticizes the shameless corruption seen all over our current world in the same breakneck pace of overwhelming news coming from our TV sets. Extreme differences between rich and poor, people being jerked around, greedy politicians and disgusting power abuse are reflected in the same unassimilable way TV news come to us.

Anyway, didn’t like to end this post in such a discouraging way, so I am sharing also this much more optimistic vision by the same band, with blessings to you all, Shiny Happy People of the WP community (the video I included here was blocked due to copyright issues, so I have changed it now for “The One I Love,” another beautiful uplifting song by R.E.M.) Happy Weekend.

R.E.M. line up is: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills and Michael Stipe. I will mention as a curious fact that Bill Berry, one of its members, was born in Duluth, Minnesota, just like the recent Nobel Prize, Bob Dylan.

The Hypnotist Collector

 

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A Kiss To Build A Dream On

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I have always loved Louis Armstrong singing voice, ever since I was a child. Maybe I was listening to him on the radio, or may well be my elder brothers had some record of his, but all I know is that I was used to that deep voice so beautifully hoarse. Later on I recall we treasured a 7 inches 45 rpm single of “What A Wonderful World” by himself that we used to listen to on our ‘pick up’ (as we called our turntable) several times a day once in a while.

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Nonetheless, maybe because I am just a dreamer, the song of his that made the hugest impact on me was no one else but “A Kiss To Build A Dream On,” which I am sharing here today:

A Kiss To Build A Dream On

Give me a kiss to build a dream on
And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss
Sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A kiss to build a dream on

Give me a kiss before you leave me
And my imagination will feed my hungry heart
Leave me one thing before we part
A kiss to build a dream on

And when I’m alone with my fantasies, I’ll be with you
Weaving romances, making believe they’re true

Oh, give me your lips for just a moment
And my imagination will make that moment live
Give me what you alone can give
A kiss to build a dream on

When I’m alone with my fantasies, I’ll be with you
Weaving romances, making believe they’re true

Oh, give me lips for just a moment
And my imagination will make that moment live
Oh, give me what you alone can give
A kiss to build a dream on

Songwriters: RUBY, HARRY / HAMMERSTEIN II, OSCAR / KALMAR, BERT
A Kiss To Build A Dream On lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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I can’t help but being a dreamer, that’s true. One of my favortite quotes ever is that Bob Dylan line, “I’ll let you be in my dreams if you let me be in yours.” So why I love this lyrics and the emotional way Louis Armstrong sings them in this live version. What strikes me the most about is that he’s asking her to do it, not in order to make amends and build a much stronger relationship, but kiss him a goodbye. So that means he will dream about her in his own imaginary world where he may feel protected and safe from reality. It says he would rather live alone with his fantasies, weaving romances, making him believe they are true.

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Interesting, because, back to a Dylan reference, he chose to live inside the Gates of Eden without her, instead of outside with her. I know, it sounds cowardly, just like a cop out, but I believe it helps once in a while. Sometimes we need to live our dreams all alone, escaping a real life that hurts. It’s a much complex affair, since we can not live with our feet off the ground for so long. We need to land and go on with our daily struggle. But let’s be ourselves a little bit romantic and allow us to dream of a paradise where our most beautiful fantasies come true. We can do that, at least while the song is still sounding. Close your eyes. Just one moment to think of her (or him, if you rather like a man) and imagine her (his) lips so close to yours. Then go on and ask her (him) to kiss you tender, A Kiss to Build a Dream On.

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‘It Is Not The Artists Who Speaks, But Life Within The Artist Who Has Much To Say’ (19)

You should all read and share this brilliant article about the life within the artists that actually speaks by themselves, because it talks about the real meaning of art itself in the most insightful way one could imagine.

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‘The highest purpose of art is to inspire. What else can you do for anyone but inspire them?’Bob Dylan

Few days ago, trying to chase away the ‘fall blues’, while having my morning coffee I have noticed that finally the sun was rising above the sky, which faintly promised for a pleasant weather for the rest of the week. Taking another sip of my latte – still feeling quite uninspired- I said to myself – ‘I wish something spectacular has happened’.

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When I opened my mailbox,  I’ve noticed that there was something  waiting for me there. It turned out that my blog had few new ‘followers’ which, of course, made me very happy. Among them there was an alert about a writer called Kim (author of  a very nice online read called ‘Peace, Love and Patchouli’).

As a faithful believer in low of attraction (‘ask, believe, receive and…

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I like The Way This is Going

This is actually a beautiful song, so delighful in its simplicty. It was released on Eels album called “Tomorrow Morning.” They are an excellent band, slightly related to Bob Dylan because they covered him a couple of times, at least. Their best known Dylan cover was “Girl From The North Country.” I like Eels a lot and the way Mr.E (Mark Oliver Everett) let this song roll makes me smile with anticipation of a joyful time, the love for someone I have known that’s growing in my heart just like a tropical tsunami. So, here it comes, dedicated to the one I love:

I like The Way This is Going

I like your toothy smile,
It never fails to beguile.
Whichever way the wind is blowing
I like the way this is going.

I like the color of your hair,
I think we make a handsome pair.
I can only see my love growing
I like the way this is going

I like to watch TV with you,
There’s really nothing I would rather do.
Then maybe we can go to bed,
Get up and do it all again.

I like the way your pants fit,
How you stand and how you sit,
Whatever seeds that you’re sowing,
I like the way this is going.

I dont care about the past,
None of it was made to last,
It’s not who you’ve known,
But who you’re knowing,

I like the way this is going
I like the way this is going.

Copyright 2010 EELStheband.com

The song already says it all. We all know how it feels when we have come to know someone that really means something bigger than life itself. It’s just a wonder, as the song reflects so well, knowing things are going fine, thinking everything is going to be alright and that particular someone might love you too. It makes you feel joyful and plenty of energy. You go thinking and thinking and thinking again, filled up with tenderness, looking forward to a beautiful relationship that you hope will last forever. And this all happens even when you are aware it never worked in the past with anybody else. So I must agree, I like her toothy smile, I like the way the song is rolling. I like the way this is going.

The Hypnotist Collector

 

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door (w/Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers)

As an homage to Bob Dylan on his Nobel Prize award I’m bringing here a sample of what Dylan can do with his own stuff when he feels inspired:

That magic moment in the beginning when he takes the harmonica and blows out the audience’s minds, it’s unbelievable. Something out of this world. How he feels into the music and makes that sign to the drummer with his arm, his hand asking him to stop and wait ’til he’s done with his mouth harp solo, that’s simply amazing. It sure exemplifies the versatility of his talent, the greatness of a genius.

Here’s the link to a sequence of Pat Garrett & Billy The Kid movie with Bob Dylan on it in his Alias role.

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Another sequence of the same movie here, where the song “Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door” is sounding in the background. Of course, the original song was recorded in February 1973 on Burbank Studios at Burbank, California, released on Pat Garrett & Billy The Kid soundtrack.

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Enjoy, if you like Bob Dylan… if not, don’t worry, nobody cares. But still a pity someone is missing the privilege of such a pleasure to our senses. Happy weekend to all of you, dear readers.

The Hypnotist Collector

Bob Dylan Nobel Prize in Literature 2016

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The news just broke up this afternoon at 13:00 hours my local time. I couldn’t believe it, even if I knew he’s been nominated for the Nobel prize year after year since 1997. But it’s true. Here, through the link provided on the newspaper name, you can read the news as published in The Guardian, including live updates and reactions. I am still leaving another link, this one to the CNBC news from Reuters agency. Many people don’t even think he deserved such a prize. Most of us, Dylan followers thought it was the Nobel Prize who didn’t deserve Dylan figure in the list of the awarded persons 😆

Anyway, these are really great news. He’s the first singer/songwriter to be awarded with such a prestigious prize. From now on they will have to consider that poetry and music (song’s lyrics) are intimately linked and have a common goal: To reach the souls, to make other people feel emotions and think deeply about their lives and the human condition.

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Long life to Bob Dylan. God bless him, God bless you all.

The Hypnotist Collector

Volverán Las Oscuras Golondrinas (Dark Swallows Will Return)

This is one of the most popular Rhymes of the Spanish post-romanticist poet Gustavo Adolfo Becquer (1836-1870.) Yesterday I mentioned this verse in one of Candice’s posts at thefeatheredsleep blog (you can take a look at her wonderful site following the link.) As she wanted to know this Rhyme and be able to read it in Spanish, I promised her I would post it. I took the liberty to translate it myself to the English language, so the words might be understandable for everybody else, or I hope so.

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Volverán las Oscuras Golondrinas
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Volverán las oscuras golondrinas
De tu balcón sus nidos a colgar,
Y, otra vez, con el ala a sus cristales
Jugando llamarán;

Pero aquéllas que el vuelo refrenaban
Tu hermosura y mi dicha al contemplar,
Aquéllas que aprendieron nuestros nombres…
Ésas… ¡no volverán!

Volverán las tupidas madreselvas
De tu jardín las tapias a escalar,
Y otra vez a la tarde, aun más hermosas,
Sus flores se abrirán;

Pero aquéllas, cuajadas de rocío,
Cuyas gotas mirábamos temblar
Y caer, como lágrimas del día…
Ésas… ¡no volverán!

Volverán del amor en tus oídos
Las palabras ardientes a sonar;
Tu corazón, de su profundo sueño
Tal vez despertará;

Pero mudo y absorto y de rodillas,
Como se adora a Dios ante un altar,
Como yo te he querido…, desengáñate:
¡Así no te querrán!

G.A.Becquer

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Dark Swallows Will Return
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Dark swallows will return
To hang their nest upon your balcony,
And again with her wings, playing,
They will knock on its window’s glasses;

But those who slowed down their flight
To contemplate your beauty and my happiness,
Those who learned our names …
Those … will not come back!

Bushy honeysuckle will grow
To climb your garden walls,
And again in the afternoon, even more beautiful,
Its flowers will bloom;

But those, curdled with dew
Which drops we watched tremble
And fall like tears of the day …
Those … will not grow up!

Burning words of love
Will sound in your ears again;
Your heart, from its deep dream
Perhaps will awake;

But silent and absorbed and on their knees,
As God is worshiped at the altar,
As I have loved you … Don’t kid yourself:
They will not love you like that!

G.A.Becquer

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Gustavo Adolfo Becquer

Just a single thought that comes to mind: While it’s well known that several romanticists, such as Lord Byron and Edgar Allan Poe, influenced Bob Dylan, and also he came to read many of the greatest Spanish poets like Fray Luis de Leon or Federico Garcia Lorca, it sounds bizarre that I have never heard of any link (or read about) between the songwriter and G.A.Becquer.

The Hipnotist Collector