Pensées

Get Me Away From Here, I’m Dying – Belle and Sebastian 

Well this is a love song but it really got me thinking :

– How much power do words have? They move us to tears and they bring us together.

“It is mightier than swords
I could kill you sure
But I could only make you cry with these words”

They go deep and have the power to motivate groups of people to do unthinkable things…

Soul; my week in music

Style, class, and words of wisdom. A few jokes here and there… Soul music can be both sad and enlightening, at the same time. It’s multifaceted music and yes, sometimes, they sound he same but they are never identical. Change artists and you have a whole new different approach, is love fun and adventurous like it is for Leon Bridges, or is it a constant struggle, a series of challenges traversed by moments of bliss : Amy Winehouse.

Oh and of course, how far do you go for love? Do you give your all or do love cautiously?

There’s also the breakup and getting over part. Some women/men in soul can be tough and strong while others tend to go into a phase of melancholy and sadness.

Here are some artists I’ve been listening to this week :

Smooth Sailin – Leon Bridges

Stronger Than Me – Amy Winehouse

Nothing’s Real But Love – Rebecca Ferguson

Other good artists are Lianne La Havas (picture below) and Alessia Cara.

+ Her hair is just fabulous

Words of advice

I told you not to let your heart love

Because Love is a flame

And we are told not to play with fire

It was made for the gods

Mortal souls like us do not master its puissance

You thought it was funny

Playing with love

And like a snake

It’s bitten back

Tell me what was the first thing you thought of when you felt the poison in your veins

Chocking your heart

And as the tears irrigated your eyes

Did you remember my words “Love is a flame”?

Too good to be true?

“Girl, I’ve never felt this way before…” Is this even real? Boy, you take me to cloud nine all the time with these little things you say. I might be too easy or you might be good at this. Tell me, is this what you tell all the other girls? Do they give in easily to your charming smile and do they marvel at how you make simple gestures seem… … so angelic. I’m probably too care free… Maybe I should be more cautious.

But why do you say it so easily? Don’t you want to think it through… We could rush into this and find out the hard way that we were never made for each other. Let us talk. Talk about music. You like Kendrick Lamar, I like Amy Winehouse. You don’t listen to music much, I can’t live without it. Oh…cool. Favorite food? Junk. I prefer healthier things, nuts, smoothies… You’ll like it if you start. No? I’ll show you. You might like it. Ok. Sorry…

This emotion doesn’t leave, it comes and goes…

You tell me you love me, it’s beautiful but I’m afraid something’s wrong.

“I love you too much honey, it’s crazy. Come round here…” Yeah honey, I like you too. I really do but…

“My purse full of beauty and money and youth”

Rags Martin-Jones and the Prince of Wales – Francis Scott Fitzgerald

This week, I decided to reread a collection of New York short stories. The one I chose is a classic from the 20s.

The Roaring 20s

Some things just never leave you and reading this for the second time, I was able to appreciate the beauty more.

I like pretty things, Fitzgerald’s humour, witty and ironic, the kind that makes you smirk. The pages, romanticizing the Gatsby era, jazz, extravagance, you could almost smell the cologne. But the back-bone theme : Love.

What have you to offer me?”

“Love.”

“Love!” She disappeared again among the cushions. “Listen, John. Life to me is a series of glistening bazaars with a merchant in front of each one rubbing his hands together and saying ‘Patronize this place here. Best bazaar in the world.’ So I go in with my purse full of beauty and money and youth, all prepared to buy. ‘What have you got for sale?’ I ask him, and he rubs his hands together and says: ‘Well, Mademoiselle, to-day we have some perfectly be-oo-tiful love.’ Sometimes he hasn’t even got that in stock, but he sends out for it when he finds I have so much money to spend. Oh, he always gives me love before I go–and for nothing. That’s the one revenge I have.”

Rags Martin-Jones is difficult to love, she pushes John Chestnut over the dock when he begs for a chance with her and waltzes to her chauffeur driven car like she was made of delicious rose water. What does she want? At first, she might seem like someone who can’t be charmed. The types who have their hearts set on “higher things”, love, of course, being too low on their list of pursuits. In the end, John wins her heart after a night of thrill and suspense.

Epic romance – The Great Gatsby : Jay Gatsby and Daisy Buchanan

The darkness of it mixed with the elegance are just a few reasons why New York is the perfect setting for this story and I have to add that the wit is quite enticing too.

Music from this week :

Coffee – Miguel

Annie – Neon Indian

What a Good Woman Does – Joy Williams

Tomorrow, I will be 18!