But Hey

   Link... But Hey..



KRO

Buckets of Rain - Alice Banks (Bob Dylan cover)

Makes me smile.. don't know if she's split with her bloke..
but she doesn't smile much now.



Link.. smile

Rachmaninov: Rhapsody On A Theme Of Paganini, Op.43 - Variation 18. Anda...

Life is precious... and the bloke on the piano is one lucky guy..
Played this on my old record player for my ex-wife,
(she and I were seventeen )... she wasn't impressed.
From that day on I only shared my love of music
with my sister Valerie... well, you couldn't tell your
mates you liked 'girly' music could you?

Love the comments below..  "this guy was born part piano"& "rhapsody in jeans"


  Link.. Rachmaninov

KRO

Carmen - Les tringles des sistres tintaient

Opera..... rubbish innit.....





Link..  Carmen

The MET: Live in HD 2019 - Samson et Dalila: Printemps qui commence

We all live on this one planet, but in so many different worlds,
many of them less than good.   Elina? well she's from another universe,
a universe where there is only beauty. I first heard this piece of opera
many years ago, still have a version by Callas, and still, the last few
bars she sings (music not words) just well, just kills me.

Oh, and I'm sure Camille Saint- Saens is from the same universe as Elina



   Link..  Elina



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Poem 19

Four Quartets  East Coker  (a fragment)  T S Eliot.

Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment
And not the lifetime of one man only
But of old stones that cannot be deciphered.
There is a time for the evening under starlight,
A time for the evening under lamplight
(The evening with the photograph album).
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.
Old men should be explorers
Here and there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and the empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In the end is my beginning.

KRO

Booker T.

World Champions..

Feckin yes yes yes yes,,,, bring on the Roos...
For anyone that doesn't get cricket, I'm truly sorry...for them.

KRO