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The sign reads… Beware of DOGS, but doesn’t say KEEP OUT
Standing there, i ponder… should I stay? Or should I go? Impetuous me proceeds but on tips of toes… curiosity gets the best of this cat :
meowJust had to pop in n say I’m a fan of this thread… a conversation in music. No different than love letters. Gives Andrea a
And what medium could be more powerful or in command of feelings or words? I find your playful volley magical. And the music enlightening… I may not like all the songs or listen to them as many times as Tift but have sampled them and added the ones i like n don't have to my playlists. TY to you both for sharing… me luvs NEW music
From Pieta Brown’s heart yearnin and Mary Coughlan’s heart cryin for love lost…
To Lucy Kaplansky reminding me of Alanis.
The Bird song… simply adorable
Jess Greenburg… OMG, she can strum my strings with those fingers anytime.
First Aid Kit… luv’d the lyrics. a KEEPER for sure.
Lola Marsh – her vocals haunting n piercing, reminding me of Sharon Kovacs
Dawn Landes – as quirky n offbeat as it is catchy. Reminding me of Jade Bird
Taj Mahal’s – Mind your own business… comes with a valuable lesson.And some familiar songs too….
Tracy Chapman… a beautiful voice with a beautiful message
Eagle Eye Cherry’s – Save the Night… reminding me each moment is precious
Joni Mitchell’s singing story tellingAlong with some of my own favs… from Roxy’s Avalon (every song) to Nanna Bryndis n Leigh Nash. “There she Goes” a song I will always associate with Andrea and what she does to me. Who doesn’t like Talking Heads with their infectious beat. And after moving to TX… discovered Amanda Shires… a local and great find.
And that’s just PAGE ONE. 😮 I’ll be slummin my way back for the rest, if permitted.
Waves bye… turns n leaves to the howls of hounds under an Icelandic moon.
Please continue
The sign remains but this cat now emboldened breezes past it no longer on tips of toes but with its usual swagger.
Slummin around for more treats. TOUCHE'… ya got both. NEW n LIKED. Again it’s the lyrics…sung from the heart, branded by experience. More than words And WOW, yet another “local” TX treasure, with a bit more years in her lyrics than Amanda… and managing to elude me. Till now.
“I’ve felt the lights on the big, big stages,
the fire burning in my soul…
And those nights where my guitar rages,
but it’s not something you control…”Luv that stanza and its truth. Passion lies outside the bounds of understanding or control… capable of seducing the essence of our being, letting it shine.
You 2 just keep pumpin out the NEW tunes… growing my playlist,
Better source of music than Spotify, 😮Leaves her sent n snags one of the songs intended for a “chubby bummed tart” on the way out… Valerie June – On My Way, I’ll be adding this too. :
And i’ll be back to finish my music shopping on Aisle2 laterz.
BUT, before I go…this kitty will leave a little something behind she hopes is new and liked in return. Something WARM n COMFYMary Lambert – “She Keeps Me Warm”
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My love, my love, my love, my love
She keeps me warm, she keeps me warmmmm,thinks of Andrea
Love is patient, love is kind….
How rude of me…. falling asleep after my aural feast without a proper Thank You or parting gift. Pardon moi
Kinda got distracted yesterday, not MY fault ofc…nose n ears taking me for a joyride. But NO proper pussycat leaves treats unsampled, just not wired that way.
With a long stretch, hind haunches lifted high, claws dug deep and tail at attention the damp cool air spanking exposed parts… it’s off to find breakfast and finish those treats.
Following ever ready ears and a waking nose l embark in the direction from which I returned… towards the scent of Hounds and tasty memories of a smorgasbord of delectable treats… some familiar, some new but all edible. FOOD for the SOUL.
There it is, that familiar sign BEWARE OF DOGS but it no longer triggers internal alarms; no raised hackles, tightening of muscles or winding of springs in readiness to pounce. Only the scent of familiarity remains, that of friend not foe. This pussycat struts past without a hiccup in her stride, sniffing out those playful hounds, rubbing along everything, leaving my stink.
Being a creature of routine… the scent of familiarity is a pussycat’s beacon leading me to the unmistakable vocals of Nanna and the melancholy melody that is Of Monsters & Men. Always a good appetizer.
But once again these unconventional hounds distract this hypersensitive pussy… been doing it all day. :
The sound of TUNES too strong, my hunger too voracious… allowing one sense to overwhelm others. But there hiding in plain sight just under the sound… the familiar but unexpected visual treat of poetic banter. This particular volley extra spicy. Delicious… a DRUG to this cat. But the incessant sound of more tunes catches still hungry ears… drawing me away from the irresistible word play to Eileen Rose’s – Shining. Raw n unrefined just like this pussycat likes it. Another new addition to my playlist. TY
Lykke Li’s – Little Bit got this feline’s attention with catching beat and familiar lyrics but omg, that vid was annoying. I usually LIKE a good vid with my TUNES, unless dancing OFC, but NOT all of them.
With or without the TP trailing at Alison’s heels… Goldfrapp held my attention, plus i’m a softy for feline lovers. We prefer to be worshipped, if you want to be served…. Go find one of those long tongued floppy ear silly hounds. They’re all in on that, can’t help themselves.
Next stop Angie… no matter how hard this pussy tried to move it along… being on a mission… her curiosity was sated by lyrics. These teasing inner bits. I’ll be adding Angie to my litter too. *meow*
Then… it’s another familiar scent that tugs at this cat’s nostrils, the unique fragrance of GIN. Gin Wigmore that is.
AGAIN… it’s one irresistible scent or sound after another… torturing this pussy’s hypersensitive senses. Those devious hounds. Stuffing me FULL, preparing me for a dinner? 😮
Well after ThunderPussy took me on an unexpected tangent, consuming way more time than this cat has… it’s time to leave my scent, mark my place n return to my own nesting place. Yep, this ain’t no stray alley cat, I got me a SugarMomma at home, waiting to pet this pussy.
Yea, I know… I’m a mouthful :
but can’t stop now. Can’t depart without leaving something behind. Even this pussy was taught manners… though it is purely our prerogative to follow them. OFC. Rather than flip flop all over the place like long tongued, big eared hounds n puppy’s do, they can’t help it. it’s their nature. : Just as curiosity n compulsion are mine.And since I failed to acknowledge Tift’s Trifecta in the Music Association thread, along with Andrea’s. Congratz to you BOTH. I’ll leave a 3fer from the same group as my STINK of the Day.
Tift has played some Texas gems in these Forum halls … let’s see if ya recognize this band outta El Paso, Texas. The singer might surprise you.
https://youtu.be/5soixb2U6xM Affection
I know that you say I get mean when I'm drinking, but
Then again sometimes I get really sweet, so
What does it mean if I tell you to go fuck yourself
Or if I say that you're beautiful to meIt's affection, always
Ooh; you gonna see it someday
My attention for you
Even if it's not what you needhttps://youtu.be/sElE_BfQ67s Apocalypse
Kisses on the foreheads of the lovers wrapped in your arms
You've been hiding them in hollowed out pianos left in the dark
Got the music in you baby, tell me why
Got the music in you baby, tell me why
You've been locked in here forever and you just can't say goodbyOh, when you're all alone, I will reach for you
When you're feeling low, I will be there, toohttps://youtu.be/PDJPpG8e4n4 Still Loving YOU
And I meant every word I said when I said that I love you I meant that I love you forever
And I'm gonna keep on loving you
Because it's the only thing I wanna do
I don't wanna sleep, I just wanna keep on loving youAwakened by a cold wind ushering in distant but unmistakable sounds of sadness…
This feline doesn’t know what only that something bad has happened… forcing once boisterous playful creatures into solitude. Sounds of laughter replaced by cold silence. Only the howl of a pained heart riding the wind capable of piercing its heavy veil. Reminding me… some of us mate for life. Too entangled in each other.
Enough. This is time for prayers and thoughts not playful banter. Though we don’t know each other I feel the love between you and kindred souls. I’m a believer in the power of prayer and positive energy in healing… body, heart n spirit. There’s nothing more comforting than knowing you are loved, that someone will ALWAYS be there for and with you… during the good and the bad. Never leaving YOU alone.
For YOU both…. Le chant de Loup
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