this song came ’round yesterday. on the heARTbreak Everyone’s Mixtape mix. not sure where I have been since 2004?
thank you Martha Wainwright for finding some words for me and singing them with such heARTbreaking honesty
( I just had to! I am actually not all that heartbroken nor sad 🙂 I just really dig the music on that mix)
* important disclaimer * the sentiment of this post is NOT/NOT aimed at my parents, as some suggest Martha’s song may be to her father, nor at anyone else for that matter. also, the chorus may be a shade harsh
my most favourite evening of the year
I will fight for merry
words here are the only way I can make this merry
peace, love, light
…one day belated,
in the middle of some impromptu t-mas crafting,
had the vision for the completion of a patient little piece
(…perhaps two! – a pair?)
waited on a dusty shelf, dusty itself
under books at times
building block number 1
finishing feels so good
…now off to finish what will be type A…
…rarely caught on film.
Collaborating with five-years-olds is four-fifths magic.
snaps from a quiet walk
out & about
that makes me happy
so does good news
et le concert “Jardin” ce matin!!!!
heARTs to the biggest hearts of my life.
caught this clip on its way ’round. excellent!
This makes me feel the hope and hell in my heART!
one year ago
aught nine twelve two thousand and ten
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aught nine twelve two thousand and ten eleven
an unexpected journey, in, out, and around three hundred and sixty-five days.
mending, waiting, seeking…next!
(spirits around, won’t you please offer a hint!)
To my collaborator-friend-supporters, love.
Prince, sir, please pardon the few snaps stolen in the first few moments.
I just HAD to.
Understand here, I am applying no zoom.
Prince spent a good long while on, around, and playing the keyboard shown behind the amazing Shelby J. (back up vocal extraordinaire in the snap above)
Prince, sir, you scored much of the soundtrack of my early life. The odd factory of fortune delivered last night, chariot and all, a near life long dream of seeing you and your band(s) play live. Consummate, professional, important musicians all (Andy Allo, you amaze me).
…and I swear he even looked right at me and held my gaze.. That is right. Prince gave me “the Prince Stare”. I am certain I stopped breathing a good long while.
Thank your for your heART.
Thank you to my kind, yet rebellious escort.
And to Melissa for some kick ass seats.
heART beating gal