A song in emptiness
So beautiful
Demanding a response
Tones bouncing
Stars flicker forth
Atoms, elements born
Motion, energy,
Life
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A song in emptiness
So beautiful
Demanding a response
Tones bouncing
Stars flicker forth
Atoms, elements born
Motion, energy,
Life
Learn more about the Oran Nor here.
As youth I chose
To deeply explore music
Each word critical
Music is critical to me. For my teenage years, I focused my study there. Well, as best as I could focus at that age. Music means so very much to me. Understanding the way lyrics, melody and harmony intersect for the good of the story carried great value.
I seek to recapture that. Spent some time this morning enjoying it again. Until life’s demands intruded. Soon, I’ll return. These delights critical to my soul.
I have a great fondness for Seattle’s KEXP and the band Pearl Jam. And this story by John Richards reinforces that further. The community that’s formed around both the band and the radio station are filled with decent, caring, compassionate, wonderful people. It’s a key part of what makes Seattle a great place to live.
Ah, this…simply glorious in all it’s 80s splendor!
Mullets (things of wonder, architecturally unsound yet resplendent in their glory), androgynous dress, spiky ginormous hair, weird leather and weirder suits, Doc Martens (spray-painted!), strange, nonsensical settings and graphics, and a bunch of young boys in leather running amok, and headbands!
Perhaps intending to grasp some Mad Max ethos by it’s desert setting, otherwise making no sense at all, this video captures a significant taste of the 80s zeitgeist!
I haven’t heard this song in ages. Yet, here it is, again, it all it’s New Wavy glory. And suddenly I’m a teen at Skootchies again (if you lived in Seattle in the 80s, you’ll get it). May you be elevated by its electronic beat and funky vibe.

Ancient words now sung
Prayers chanted, incense rising
Candlelit stone walls
So many memories within cathedral walls. Chanted prayer always makes my heart soar. Gently, though, like a bird on the wing. Not garish as a jet.
At first, resistance
Everyone I knew
Adores all those tunes
Which , in my mind
Trite, vacant, and “No”
Glad to say that’s wrong
Gritty dissonance
Akin to Dylan
The honest seeking
Within his lyrics
Brought out the sunlight
In this darkened world

Keys dancing boldly
The Romance of Ravel sings
Transition to rest
Listening to a glorious piano play as I prepare for sleep feels perfect.

Keys dancing boldly
The Romance of Ravel sings
Transition to rest
Listening to a glorious piano play as I prepare for sleep feels perfect.