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takes you back to a person or event as soon as you hear it?
A Cornish beach, late at night, sat in the sand, holding hands(etc.). The waves breaking and out in the bay, lights from the boats flashing on the water. In the pub behind us, all the doors and windows open, someone kept playing ' The land of the rising sun ' on the juke box. Romantic!
Then the couple next to us told us the flashing lights in the bay were the lifeboats looking for a little girl who had vanished that morning and the couple walking slowly up and down the beach on the edge of the waves were her parents.They'd been doing that all day and were still doing it when we left much later.
As soon as I hear that song I can see those lights flashing on the waves.
Ravels Bolero -
...and it doesn't conjure up Torville and Dean for me
...rather an experience which the piece of music was designed to signify and which was listened to 'during'
Jackson Browne, "The Load-Out/Stay" ... 1982 .... watching the Northern Lights .... Ile-a-la-Crosse, Saskatchewan .... listening to the wolves, and the ice on the lake.
Mr Blue Sky by E.L.O. - 1978 - was off school with tonsilitis for ages and they kept playing it on the radio -I was stuck inside and it was gorgeous outside.
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“Beauty is an experience, nothing else. It is not a fixed pattern or an arrangement of features. It is something felt, a glow or a communicated sense of fineness.” ~ D. H. Lawrence
I'd just completed the first year of my degree course at Liverpool art school.
August '84 I'd spent working on the costumes for a film company.
In September I went to Greece by myself, aged nineteen, for three weeks.
I met some fabulous people, fell in love for the first time, and generally had the time of my life.
Windmills, Brandy Alexanders, partying on Tina Turner's yacht, reading Rupert Brooke and James Baldwin, dancing on the roof of Pierro's club with Amanda Lear, dazzlingly bright whitewashed streets strewn with rose petals, poodles in diamond collars, finally being who I was meant to be, feeling free.
The sound track to it all was Grace Jones hauntingly beautiful version of Piaf's La Vie En Rose.
Hearing it now...I'm right back there.
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'If you're going to be a Kant, be the very best Kant there is my son.'
Johann Georg Kant, father of Immanuel Kant, philosopher.
I'd just completed the first year of my degree course at Liverpool art school.
August '84 I'd spent working on the costumes for a film company.
In September I went to Greece by myself, aged nineteen, for three weeks.
I met some fabulous people, fell in love for the first time, and generally had the time of my life.
Windmills, Brandy Alexanders, partying on Tina Turner's yacht, reading Rupert Brooke and James Baldwin, dancing on the roof of Pierro's club with Amanda Lear, dazzlingly bright whitewashed streets strewn with rose petals, poodles in diamond collars, finally being who I was meant to be, feeling free.
The sound track to it all was Grace Jones hauntingly beautiful version of Piaf's La Vie En Rose.
Hearing it now...I'm right back there.
When you started living you certainly started LIVING.
So how do you beat that when you go out on a Friday night in Accrington?
Can't say I like Grace Jone's version- a bit harsh. Who sang it originaly, was it Edith Piaf?
There's been a thread similar to this recently. I haven't chanmged my mind - Unchained Melody, though it doesn't bring one partyicular moment back, rather a time. Likewise a Brook Benton song the title of which I have forgotten, that was in a coffee bar when I was 19. John Denver's 'Annie's Song' does it too. I think I'll stop there as I'm getting romantic.
When you started living you certainly started LIVING.
So how do you beat that when you go out on a Friday night in Accrington?
Can't say I like Grace Jone's version- a bit harsh. Who sang it originaly, was it Edith Piaf?
Yes, the Little Sparrow, Edith.
Which I also love.
But that reminds me of the summer before.
Working for the Dutch lesbian Countess in Mousehole.
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'If you're going to be a Kant, be the very best Kant there is my son.'
Johann Georg Kant, father of Immanuel Kant, philosopher.