Category Archives: music

A foggy day in London town

This picture has pretty much repeated all through August and now into September.

Lovin' it

Quiz: why is there a grey cloud at 22:00?

(hint: sunset is at 19:31)


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Rock’n’roll!

Three Little Gems

Three passionate voices. Dedicated to my neighbour 😉

Sex and the Tuna or “When Bubba met Juana, part 2”

Carrie is a fish journalist in the North Sea. She writes an article, all about the sex life of Tuna and other fish. She herself is a Tuna fish. Hungry?

Bubba bumped into Juana again, this time at a Jonathan Richman concert. It was really strange the way it happened, because when he sang: “Because her beauty is raw and wild“, a inebbriated Bubba thought, “hey, this song sounds like it was written for that chick I had met… what was her name… Juana or sumtin…” and he looked to his right and there she was! Dancing away… Strange chick though. I mean, why was she covering her ears during “Vampiresa Mujer?”

Time Stand Still

I turn my back to the wind, to catch my breath before I start off again. Driven on without a moment to spend, to pass an evening with a drink and a friend. I let my skin get too thin, I’d like to pause no matter what I pretend, like some pilgrim who learns to transcend, learns to live as if each step was the end. Time stand still, I’m not looking back but I want to look around me now. Time stand still, see more of the people and the places that surround me now. Time stand still. Freeze this moment a little bit longer. Make each sensation a little bit stronger. Experience slips away… experience slips away… Time stand still!

I turn my face to the sun, I close my eyes, I let my defenses down. All those wounds that I can’t get unwound. I let my past go too fast, no time to pause, if I could slow it all down, like some captain whose ship runs aground I can wait until the tide comes around. Time stand still, I’m not looking back but I want to look around me now. Time stand still, see more of the people and the places that surround me now. Time stand still. Freeze this moment a little bit longer. Make each sensation a little bit stronger.
Experience slips away… experience slips away… Time stand still!

Summer’s going fast, nights growing colder. Children growing up, old friends growing older. Freeze this moment a little bit longer, make each sensation a little bit stronger. Experience slips away… Experience slips away…

Reptilian Brain

song of the month

When Bubba met Juana – Scene 1: Boots of Spanish Leather

Bob Dylan himself was scratching his guitar and croaking away in the corner of this brightly lit bar as she threw the lit butt on the floor and didn’t even step on it with her long boots of Spanish leather. Bubba observed this scene and wondered how often there were fires on the floors of the bars in Spain. What with all that paper, cigarettes and grease… surely it’s a common occurrence? Yet, from what he had heard by the locals, the quality of a bar is dependent on the amount of rubbish on it’s floors. The more rubbish, the more popular the bar, hence the better the place to be. How fitting then, he thought, if there are little fires on floors, in small bars, being put out and set alight again by proud people who like to eat every bit of a pig you can imagine, while discussing life, death and death and … death.

 

…to be continued…

 

(tune in next time to be enlightened more about Spain, witness Bubba introduce himself to Juana and her long boots and join us in musing at Tom Waits´s and Camaron’s brief multimedia cameo appearances.)