• Night Ranger "Soul survivor" - Jeg har bare altid været fan af Night Ranger. I sær det her nummer er total fedt. I det hele taget en stærk tekst. I sær de her to vers får mig til at se det berømte billede for mit indre øje ..

    Jeg elsker bare sange hvor der er en sætning eller et vers der sætter tanker i gang. Hvilket også er det jeg stræber efter når jeg selv skriver sange.

    "There's a famous picture
    From the war in Vietnam
    Little girl running on a road burned and screaming
    Thirty years later
    She met the man who called down the napalm
    Did he lie
    When he begged for forgiveness

    She said I'm a soul survivor
    God's grace has set me free
    And I'm a living reminder
    So think about me
    Oh can you think about me"

    Giv nummeret et lyt - og dyk ned i deres bagkatalog, de har lavet rigtig mange fede numre igennem årene.


    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9UMtuqnZKK0&list=RD9UMtuqnZKK0&start_radio=1
    Night Ranger "Soul survivor" - Jeg har bare altid været fan af Night Ranger. I sær det her nummer er total fedt. I det hele taget en stærk tekst. I sær de her to vers får mig til at se det berømte billede for mit indre øje .. Jeg elsker bare sange hvor der er en sætning eller et vers der sætter tanker i gang. Hvilket også er det jeg stræber efter når jeg selv skriver sange. "There's a famous picture From the war in Vietnam Little girl running on a road burned and screaming Thirty years later She met the man who called down the napalm Did he lie When he begged for forgiveness She said I'm a soul survivor God's grace has set me free And I'm a living reminder So think about me Oh can you think about me" Giv nummeret et lyt - og dyk ned i deres bagkatalog, de har lavet rigtig mange fede numre igennem årene. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9UMtuqnZKK0&list=RD9UMtuqnZKK0&start_radio=1
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  • Det er i dag den 1. juni.

    Marguerite Porete var en fransk beginer og mystiker.
    Hendes bog: The Mirror of Simple Souls, og hendes insisteren på, at den, der havde gud med i sengen, var hævet over kirkens instruktion sendte hende inkvisitionen på nakken.
    Da hun nægtede at trække bogen og sine udtalelser tilbage, blev hun dømt som kætter, og brændt på bålet den 1. juni 1310 – det er ikke mere end 716 år siden.

    I used to be enclosed
    in the servitude of captivity,
    When desire imprisoned me
    in the will of affection.
    There the light of ardor
    from divine love found me,
    Who quickly killed my desire,
    my will and affection,
    Which impeded in me the enterprise
    of the fullness of divine love.

    Now has Divine Light
    delivered me from captivity,
    And joined me by gentility
    to the divine will of Love,
    There where the Trinity gives me
    The delight of His love.
    This gift no human understands,
    As long as he serves any Virtue whatever,
    Or any feeling from nature,
    through practice of reason.

    (Fra "The Mirror of Simple Souls" - Marguerite Porete - 1250-1310)
    Det er i dag den 1. juni. Marguerite Porete var en fransk beginer og mystiker. Hendes bog: The Mirror of Simple Souls, og hendes insisteren på, at den, der havde gud med i sengen, var hævet over kirkens instruktion sendte hende inkvisitionen på nakken. Da hun nægtede at trække bogen og sine udtalelser tilbage, blev hun dømt som kætter, og brændt på bålet den 1. juni 1310 – det er ikke mere end 716 år siden. I used to be enclosed in the servitude of captivity, When desire imprisoned me in the will of affection. There the light of ardor from divine love found me, Who quickly killed my desire, my will and affection, Which impeded in me the enterprise of the fullness of divine love. Now has Divine Light delivered me from captivity, And joined me by gentility to the divine will of Love, There where the Trinity gives me The delight of His love. This gift no human understands, As long as he serves any Virtue whatever, Or any feeling from nature, through practice of reason. (Fra "The Mirror of Simple Souls" - Marguerite Porete - 1250-1310)
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  • Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!
    A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.
    If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me!
    If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift!
    If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed
    By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world
    Like a fine, an exquisite chisel, a wedge-blade inserted;
    If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge
    Driven by invisible blows,
    The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides.

    Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul,
    I would be a good fountain, a good well-head,
    Would blur no whisper, spoil no expression.

    What is the knocking?
    What is the knocking at the door in the night?
    It is somebody wants to do us harm.

    No, no, it is the three strange angels.
    Admit them, admit them
    (D.H. Lawrence - Song of a Man Who Has Come Through)
    Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time. If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me! If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift! If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world Like a fine, an exquisite chisel, a wedge-blade inserted; If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge Driven by invisible blows, The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides. Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul, I would be a good fountain, a good well-head, Would blur no whisper, spoil no expression. What is the knocking? What is the knocking at the door in the night? It is somebody wants to do us harm. No, no, it is the three strange angels. Admit them, admit them (D.H. Lawrence - Song of a Man Who Has Come Through)
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  • What fayre and gentle weather blesseth this day, most meet for the quaffing of a sweet draught , and lo, what a wondrous prospect doth unfold from the balcony, a sight most pleasing to the eye and soul alike.
    What fayre and gentle weather blesseth this day, ☀️ most meet for the quaffing of a sweet draught 🍹, and lo, what a wondrous prospect doth unfold from the balcony, a sight most pleasing to the eye and soul alike. ☀️🌷🥰
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  • Seated ‘neath the trembl’ing gleam of candle light, I taketh mine ease and sup upon a modest fare; for when sleep doth flee and tarry not long upon mine eyes, such quiet vigil bringeth some small comfort to the restless soul.
    Seated ‘neath the trembl’ing gleam of candle light, 🕯️ I taketh mine ease and sup upon a modest fare;🍲 for when sleep doth flee and tarry not long upon mine eyes, such quiet vigil bringeth some small comfort to the restless soul. 🥱
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  • Stanley Simmons "Body down" Jeg har i nogle år gået og ventet på at netop de to, skulle lave et musikalsk projekt sammen - det har de gjort nu, og det her er den første single fra et kommende album, som jeg glæder mig til at høre.

    De to unge gutter hedder henholdsvis Evan Stanley og Nick Simmons... og jo de er børn af henholdsvis Paul Stanley og Gene Simmons (KISS). Udover at nummeret lige i starten lyder som noget der er taget fra KISS "Carnival of souls" albummet, så er nummeret langt fra hvad deres fædre laver af musik... og så alligevel ikke..

    Det første band Paul Stanley og Gene Simmons havde sammen før KISS, hed Wicked Lester, og det her nummer kunne godt have været fra det band.

    Det nummer her har et eller andet der fænger.. jeg synes jeg hører noget 60-70'er hippie Ravi Shankar i det.. Teksten kunne de godt have arbejdet noget mere med. Men de to unge gutter er yderst talentfulde musikere. Næste udspil glæder jeg mig til.

    Tjek nogle af de kopi numre de har lavet her... det er altså fedt. Ingen autotune eller andet magi, kun rå talent.

    1. Fleetwood Mac "Break the chain" med Gene Simmons datter Sophie. FANTASTISK.
    (https://www.youtube.com/shorts/giNgQXtGu5w)

    2. Led Zeppelin "Hey hey what can I do"
    (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8F4LUGeirw)

    3. Simon & Garfunkel "Sounds of silence" - Gåsehud, sikke nogle harmonier.
    (https://www.youtube.com/shorts/6tke50dH3ZY)

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFY_Kr734oc&list=RDIFY_Kr734oc&start_radio=1
    Stanley Simmons "Body down" Jeg har i nogle år gået og ventet på at netop de to, skulle lave et musikalsk projekt sammen - det har de gjort nu, og det her er den første single fra et kommende album, som jeg glæder mig til at høre. De to unge gutter hedder henholdsvis Evan Stanley og Nick Simmons... og jo de er børn af henholdsvis Paul Stanley og Gene Simmons (KISS). Udover at nummeret lige i starten lyder som noget der er taget fra KISS "Carnival of souls" albummet, så er nummeret langt fra hvad deres fædre laver af musik... og så alligevel ikke.. Det første band Paul Stanley og Gene Simmons havde sammen før KISS, hed Wicked Lester, og det her nummer kunne godt have været fra det band. Det nummer her har et eller andet der fænger.. jeg synes jeg hører noget 60-70'er hippie Ravi Shankar i det.. Teksten kunne de godt have arbejdet noget mere med. Men de to unge gutter er yderst talentfulde musikere. Næste udspil glæder jeg mig til. Tjek nogle af de kopi numre de har lavet her... det er altså fedt. Ingen autotune eller andet magi, kun rå talent. 1. Fleetwood Mac "Break the chain" med Gene Simmons datter Sophie. FANTASTISK. (https://www.youtube.com/shorts/giNgQXtGu5w) 2. Led Zeppelin "Hey hey what can I do" (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8F4LUGeirw) 3. Simon & Garfunkel "Sounds of silence" - Gåsehud, sikke nogle harmonier. (https://www.youtube.com/shorts/6tke50dH3ZY) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFY_Kr734oc&list=RDIFY_Kr734oc&start_radio=1
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  • "I may die
    But my soul will live
    And grow – like a poem
    I forgot to write
    To survive

    I may die
    But my soul will live
    Between the moments
    Of hope
    I forgot to write
    To survive

    I may die
    And still be alive
    Up in the sky
    Where birds fly"

    MEMO
    "I may die But my soul will live And grow – like a poem I forgot to write To survive I may die But my soul will live Between the moments Of hope I forgot to write To survive I may die And still be alive Up in the sky Where birds fly" MEMO
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