My favorite aspect of this vid clip: how serious the lead singer is about her craft.
Oh, man, that's EXACTLY how members of the Pak have described their ideal 'Retirement Era'. I know what I want to be when I grow up.
(Credit for this goes to FuriousBall, who posted the link on his 'mood indicator', which only makes it funnier. Van, your output just gets better and better - rock on!)
Okay, I promise I am trying to compose a post with wit and adoration, describing the wonderful people I met in Las Vegas, NV, and Phoenix, AZ, this month...
Some of the best romantic vampire stories synced to a haunting melody...
Somebody get me a lace handkerchief... Or a pint of A negative.... Or a booty call.
You, probably, will not be surprised to discover that the singer/songwriter, John, is related to a musician mentioned in an earlier post, Jenni Wildflower.
Rumor has it this family is seriously contemplating an official collaboration in the Seattle area. If they go on tour, I'll be the geek in the front row wearing a homemade band T-shirt and holding up a lighter during all the slow jams.
I stumbled across this while crawling through the 6 Degrees of StalkerSpace (via Starshine of Bellevue, WA); the beauty of it brings to mind of a lot of good memories.
Picture SoCal in summer, after dark, circled lawn chairs on someone's patio or in a driveway, speaker in the window, occasional wafts of the grill cooling off. The music turns soulful sweet, and everyone runs out of conversation at the same time. Backdrop to stereo, the life sounds of neighbors, traffic, and (in my neck of suburbia) the symphony of little frogs in the damp washouts hum on. For a few minutes, all seems perfection; when the feeling lasts until dawn, it certainly is.
Remember when?:
Lyrics & Music by God Made Flesh (Jenni Wildflower) [Copyright, TM, R, etc. legal stuff]
"Negro Spiritual"
Michael when you gonna get outta that boat Michael when you gonna learn how to float Michael when you gonna be my swan Michael when we gonna see a new dawn
Michael I exhausted wanting for one touch this fasting and this praying's gone on long enough If you an angel you should listen to God's daughter If you a messenger come trouble these waters
Come to me I'll be your miracle I will pervade your body like a Negro Spiritual
Michael you the one who tossed about by every wind of doctrine blowing about Michael you're not being careful can't you see Michael you need to turn and look at me Look at me
Michael why you listen what men say you take their words to heart you digging your own grave Michael you more than just another king Michael you an everlasting thing
Come to me I'll be your miracle I will pervade your body like a Negro Spiritual
--Michael don't you go and do no violence to your soul you know you shouldn't hurt something that old--
Michael I just a stone out on the road You shake the firmament you get the story told I loved you once and now what's done is done Michael in the end the kingdom come come come to you it be your miracle it will pervade your bodylike a Negro SpiritualCome to me I'll be your miracle I will pervade your body like a Negro Spiritual
