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Blessings upon (blessings) upon ((sweet)) blessings upon / blessings upon (thee)(((sweet))) vision of thee -- Θεοτόκος ******

Ah! bella donna.... But you need to add the third part; and then a fourth part; and then a fifth part... on and on, and ever upwards, that we might die in the ascension....

Χαῖρε, κεχαριτωμένη, ὁ Κύριος μετὰ σοῦ

@zofiman

Stimmt.

Now that's one creamy dame!

And now my trousers don't fit !!

O ! O ! O !

worldofdrjustice.blogspot.com/2011/07/young-martian.html

Scary.

("Childhood's End".)

(aahhhh) (aaaaahhhhhhh(

((aaaaahhhhhhH) (aaAhHHHHHH)

(ah!) HITTINona-vein (ah) HITTINona-vein (ah)

HITTINonaHITTINonaHITTINonaHITTINONAONAONA

(-- ah!ah!ah!ah! (((hittinonahittinona)) ….. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

This is exquisite -- utterly accomplished.

Yet, awhile ago, there was another version,

illustrated only by a B&W photo of the singer as a maiden; not so accomplished: but sublime.

It disappeared from the ether.

Can it be retrieved ???

wh wh wh --- WHhh wh wh (white)

WHI wh wh ….. ( \ \ \ …)

(wh - i - …0 ] (=> t! <= )

(…. t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t - - - - - - )

l - l -l -l L L L L (!) LLLLLLL

(white) llllllllllllLLLLLLLLLLLLllllllllll

LIGHT ! LIGHT! LIGHT!

(white)

LIGHTLIGHTLIGHTLIGHT

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Terrific video.

The alpha male up on a dais,

encircled by maenads,

and houris swaying on the heights.

Meanwhile in the pits

the beta males stumble sluggishly through the motions,

and take what they can get.

The two of us, just twelve, swayed silently to this.

Over the summer, we sent each other

little letters, loving-nothings inside,

and “S.W.A.K.” on the envelope.

… Bless those days …

It warms my grandfatherly heart to see young folks rediscovering these things.

There is much that has happened in music, in the past fifty years, that is no gift at all to the men and women you shall someday become. Dig deep for the blessings that lie in songs like these -- “Bim Bom Bay”, “Ki...

I think this one's by Mitch Miller and his Big Band. Either that or the Shirelles.

God rest his soul -- in the next life,

as it never did rest in this ….

Bless the singer -- bless the song -- bless the moment -- bless the poster.

Those fools the alchemists strove to turn base metal into gold -- who needs gold?

This song turns grief into redemption.

HE......was......COOKIN'.... !!!!!!!!!!!

This is the song I shall hear on my deathbed.

O easeful death …

Before he started fronting a stupid band (“Youngbloods”, gimme-a-break), this young man was phenomenal. “Four in the Morning” (the original, plaintive, solo version, immeasurably superior to the later reworkings), “Doc Rider”, “Rye Whiskey”…. ahh… Sic transit gloria…

@3753mail

There *was* a Dylan rendition that was vastly better: down-tempo, deeply reflective, with quiet pathos.

I can't find it anywhere. Presumably part of "the" Basement Tapes -- but the versions of some of those songs one finds posted now, differ from what I heard in 1968, which were uns...

Simple on the surface -- a bare ballad, without a bridge.

Yet it is but clay, to be molded in a hundred unexpected ways;

the voice wafting and lilting, lovely and unpredictable, like a leaf on a breeze.