Some more photos from my trip to Europe last year. These ones of Passau, in southern Germany. Home to Till, Kiki and (future emperor of the EU) Paul Zimmermann.
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Sunday, January 27, 2013
Anais Mitchell - Young Man in America
So - I'm a little obsessed with this singer. I'm sorry, but any song that starts with...
The album version of Young Man in America is here, but I've chosen a live version performed for NPR Music. The set starts with the Shepherd Song, which I've posted previously. For those short of time, Young Man in America starts at 7:40.
'My mother gave a mighty shout...And then ends with...
opened her legs and let me out...'
'Make me want what i want... has my vote.
Another wayward son
Waiting on oblivion
Waiting on the kingdom come
To meet me in my sin
Waiting to be born again
Mother kiss me cheek or chin
Mmm, a little medecine
Mmm, and then I shed my skin
Mmm, and lemme climb back in the bed you made me in.'
The album version of Young Man in America is here, but I've chosen a live version performed for NPR Music. The set starts with the Shepherd Song, which I've posted previously. For those short of time, Young Man in America starts at 7:40.
Daaaaawniel!
Flight Facilities - Clair de Lune
Loving this at the moment. Debussy - still kicking goals all over the place.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Little Dragon - Twice
Little Dragon are a Swedish electronic music/downtempo band from Gothenburg, formed in 1996. Yep, 1996, and still going. Sticking at it much?
Beautiful, haunting, worthy music.
And here she is, Yukimi Nagano, born and raised in Gothenburg, Sweden to a Japanese father and a Swedish-American mother. Probably couldn't be much cooler.
And here she is, Yukimi Nagano, born and raised in Gothenburg, Sweden to a Japanese father and a Swedish-American mother. Probably couldn't be much cooler.
Monday, January 07, 2013
Boxing day under the bridge
In something of a Pender/Carew tradition, Boxing Day afternoon usually involves a trundle down to Kirribilli, a football, a walk around the water, and fish and chips under the bridge. It was one of those summer afternoons when the sun just seems to lean back in the sky and go on forever. Good times.
Sunday, January 06, 2013
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