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Tuesday, 26 April 2016
Sunday, 26 July 2015
let the river | wash my soul
Cerys Matthews took as always good care of Sunday vibes and today doubled them by broadcasting live from Womad festival. Now, that's a line-up! All that reminded me that I need to update my concert plans for the upcoming weeks. For now I will let Naomi and Lisa-Kaindé, sisters from Ibeyi, haunt all my senses with this video. Let the river...
The video was directed by Ed Morris.
I will come to you river, wash my soul,
I will come to you river, wash my soul again.
The video was directed by Ed Morris.
I will come to you river, wash my soul,
I will come to you river, wash my soul again.
Carry away my dead leaves (...)
Let the river take them, river drown them (...)
Let the river take them, river drown them (...)
Tuesday, 21 May 2013
surprises
So a day can always hold a few surprises in stock. Here's one of them: Ibrahim Maalouf.
For more Mange Diques videos click here.
For more Mange Diques videos click here.
Wednesday, 13 February 2013
postman | no ritardando
I admit I do feel a bit like a postman these days distributing some good vibes postcards. Quite a hectic job. Mélissa Laveaux sets the rhythm to these moments. Her Dying Is A Wild Night (title inspired by Emily Dickinson) will be out February 25 via No Format Records. More than good. More than good. To be watched and listened to. On repeat.
Please meet the director of the video Terence Nance and see more of his works here.
Dying at my music!
Bubble! Bubble!
Hold me till the Octave's run!
Quick! Burst the Windows!
Ritardando!
Phials left, and the Sun!
Emily Dickinson
Please meet the director of the video Terence Nance and see more of his works here.
Dying at my music!
Bubble! Bubble!
Hold me till the Octave's run!
Quick! Burst the Windows!
Ritardando!
Phials left, and the Sun!
Emily Dickinson
Wednesday, 5 September 2012
into blessed nothingness
Dizzy with light, we dipped into that enormous book of holidays, its pages blazing with sunshine and scented with the sweet melting pulp of golden pears. Bruno Schulz
Please meet the director of the video Maxime Loisel. Montag's Phares is out now.
Tak wędrowaliśmy z matką przez dwie słoneczne strony rynku, wodząc nasze załamane cienie po wszystkich domach, jak po klawiszach. Kwadraty bruku mijały powoli pod naszymi miękkimi i plaskimi krokami - jedne bladoróżowe, jak skóra ludzka, inne złote i sine, wszystkie płaskie, ciepłe, aksamitne na słońcu, jak jakieś twarze słoneczne, zadeptane stopami aż do niepoznaki, do błogiej nicości. Bruno Schulz, August
Thus my mother and I ambled along the two sunny sides of Market Square, guiding our broken shadows along the houses as over a keyboard. Under our soft steps the squares of the paving stones slowly filed past - some the pale pink of human skin, some golden, some blue-grey, all flat, warm and velvety in the sun, like sun-dials, trodden to the point of obliteration, into blessed nothingness. (for the translation of the whole chapter click here)
Please meet the director of the video Maxime Loisel. Montag's Phares is out now.
Tak wędrowaliśmy z matką przez dwie słoneczne strony rynku, wodząc nasze załamane cienie po wszystkich domach, jak po klawiszach. Kwadraty bruku mijały powoli pod naszymi miękkimi i plaskimi krokami - jedne bladoróżowe, jak skóra ludzka, inne złote i sine, wszystkie płaskie, ciepłe, aksamitne na słońcu, jak jakieś twarze słoneczne, zadeptane stopami aż do niepoznaki, do błogiej nicości. Bruno Schulz, August
Thus my mother and I ambled along the two sunny sides of Market Square, guiding our broken shadows along the houses as over a keyboard. Under our soft steps the squares of the paving stones slowly filed past - some the pale pink of human skin, some golden, some blue-grey, all flat, warm and velvety in the sun, like sun-dials, trodden to the point of obliteration, into blessed nothingness. (for the translation of the whole chapter click here)
Friday, 17 August 2012
je chante pour ne pas accepter
I do say "no" to a lot of things. I don't agree. I don't accept.
je chante pour ne pas accepter
je dis non, je dis non
je chante pour ne pas accepter
je dis non, je dis non
Saturday, 16 June 2012
even more graciousness
Speaking of Bobby and Manu: this is gracious. And they have to do it more often!
OFF SESSION - Bobby McFerrin & Manu Katché by Off
See more Off TV sessions here. Regardez la musique autrement... oui, oui en français :) Bonne nuit!
OFF SESSION - Bobby McFerrin & Manu Katché by Off
See more Off TV sessions here. Regardez la musique autrement... oui, oui en français :) Bonne nuit!
Wednesday, 20 April 2011
le vent nous portera
It's really windy whenever I bike during these spring days in Helsinki. Luckily it's not so dramatic as in Noir Désir's video :)
Noir Désir - Le Vent Nous Portera by Noirdesir-officiel
The video was directed by Alexandre Courtès and Jacques Veneruso.
(Read the interview with Alexandre Courtès here. A/N 3/02/2012)
Noir Désir - Le Vent Nous Portera by Noirdesir-officiel
The video was directed by Alexandre Courtès and Jacques Veneruso.
(Read the interview with Alexandre Courtès here. A/N 3/02/2012)
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