Siouxsie and the Banshees: A Haiku
I hear Siouxsie Sioux Burning ash and destruction Cities in the dust The music of the 80s speaks to me. So many memories, pain and joy, anguish and exaltation.
Chaos Tamer
I hear Siouxsie Sioux Burning ash and destruction Cities in the dust The music of the 80s speaks to me. So many memories, pain and joy, anguish and exaltation.
Zany days. A 2 hour meeting in the morning disrupted everything. Not too uncommon, but it can be discomforting. Today, though, it was good. My team gave me a ton of space, so I was able to tunnel in and make AutoCAD sing. Well, to the best of my ability, at least. I’ve grown massively… Continue reading A Day In Front Of My Computer
My mind playing Iz* < p style=”font-family:"”>A song I know < p style=”font-family:"”>But whose name < p style=”font-family:"”>Escapes me < p style=”font-family:"”>Gentle and peaceful < p style=”font-family:"”>Bringing me rest < p style=”font-family:"”>And contentment < p style=”font-family:"”>*If you aren’t familiar with the musician Iz, he was Israel Kaʻanoʻi Kamakawiwoʻole. Learn more about him here. He’s long been… Continue reading Waking in Kona, the surf singing to me
Coming of age in the early to mid-eighties, Pat’s music and style greatly influenced me. I stumbled upon this quote today and though it the most perfect attitude towards life.
Notes move over mists These speak quietly to me Passing through my heart My affinity for Ms. Keating’s music continues to grow. Overlaying my delight in music and technology, she speaks to a deep part of my soul.
I’ve been hoping for YouTube to make upgrading to Red family plans easier for a few months. Imagine my delight to read this, then: So I scurried over and clicked the “Upgrade Now” button, and…well…nope: I thought myself so clever, setting up my family on a Google Apps “Standard Edition” (ancient predecessor for G… Continue reading Oh, YouTube Red, so close, yet so far
I’ve heard this song countless times. Today, Youtube popped this up in the recommended list and I happily listened. Seeing other versions in the sidebar from 1979, 1981, and 1992 made me wonder about how different each one sounded. I enjoyed witnessing the evolution of Robert Smith’s personal style as well. Below is the 1979 version, which… Continue reading The Cure’s “A Forest” and the Evolution of a Band
Sitting in dim light Not darkness, tranquil People highlighted by shadow Candle’s energy dancing Upon faces, glinting eyes Music carries words Deeper than where They’ll go On their own power; Calmness fills empty spots Within my soul Refreshed and Birthed anew Seattle’s St. Marks cathedral has hosted compline for decades. Sung evening prayer has roots… Continue reading Listening to Compline
Seattle’s weekend Music will be the center Bumbershoot’s glories One of my region’s iconic events Bumbershoot. An amazing streets and music festival. And, yes, is named after the German word for umbrella. Seattle’s love for irony.
I love Eric Whitacre’s work, as it speaks deeply to me. The soaring sopranos, amazing blends of voices, interweaving of tight-textured harmonies with breath-takingly open chords all delight me. His Virtual Choir pieces, though, achieve the highest levels of awesome. This one, Cloudburst (where gets bonus points from me by basing it upon an Octavio Paz… Continue reading Looking At Eric Whitacre’s Virtual Choir Performing “Cloudburst” Live