Merry Maudlin Monday w/the truth
A day late – but this I had to share. A Comedian Silences A Room Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/the truth
A day late – but this I had to share. A Comedian Silences A Room Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/the truth
Haunted, beautiful, sad and the subject is hard not for me to connect with, I could create a soundtrack for this weekend, but quite frankly at the present I couldn’t name one artist I retained, other than Lana Del Rey. Lana Del Rey’s Summertime Sadness was the theme song of this weekend. My Lil’Sis discovered it on Friday night. The girls had friends over…so it … Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/Lana Del Rey
Today I’m featuring one of my favourite local folk musicians, Campfire Doug. Armed usually with only his acoustic guitar, Doug’s music captures the open-air magic of the campfire. With the soul of a storyteller, his lyrics grapple with many of the injustices of this “big old goofy world”. It was Doug actually who introduced me to John Prine almost a decade ago now, at a campfire (of course). So please sit back and … Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/Campfire Doug
Today is my last day here at the Cottage. Tomorrow at this time I’ll be back at the Homestead with my Lil’Sis and her family. Irish and I went out earlier and did a final walk-about, she sniffed I snapped pictures. Its been a busy day. Everything (almost) has found a home…just my computer area to pack now. Feels strange that the next time I … Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/The Wilbury’s
I remember the first time I heard this jazzy version of this old Joni Mitchell song on CBC Radio 2 (back in those Helium Spheres). I had a vague memory of childhood and of hearing it on the radio when I was growing up. Now I am in the midst of another ending, and still – I’ve looked at life from both sides now From … Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/Joni Mitchell
For three weeks in January the clock in the living-room was stopped at 7:45. It went tick tock tick tock away, but the hands didn’t move. Sort of like me, metaphorically. I ignored it. Tick tock tick tock, BLAH BLAH BLAH with my fingers in my ears was I. Even before I met Tim, well before, lets say forever, I have dreamed of a little … Continue reading The Merry Maudlin Bohemian Years
Love this guy. Saw him in concert a few years ago at Massey Hall. He is a storyteller and always has a rather unique way of looking at things. John Prine – It’s A Big Old Goofy World :lol: Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/John Prine
Yes …. THE RAT PACK. I am a HUGE fan of Frank, Dean & Sammy. On my top 10 is Frank Sinatra LIVE AT THE SANDS album. When something is from that era it’s an album. The monologue from that album is hilarious. It was a toss between that clip (11.50 mins) or this one, so I went for brevity. OH…BTW, yes that guy on … Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/The Rat Pack
What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; … Continue reading Merry Maudlin Monday w/Wordsworth
This MERRY MAUDLIN MONDAY I decided I’d feature a musician. Loreena McKennitt could be said to be both merry as well as maudlin. She composes pieces about ancient trees in Ireland being cut down, Lady’s in distress, and arranges Shakespeare, Tennyson and Blake into music. In concert once she said inspiration for one of her pieces came whilst “flipping through Norton’s Anthology of Literature”. On … Continue reading Another Merry Maudlin Monday
AhA…bet ya didn’t see that coming? Was going to go with “Moody Monday”…but who wants to read that? MooMoo Monday? Nah. Melancholy Monday? Of course Manic Monday, but that’s a whole other story. So than the word MAUDLIN just randomly swam to the surface of my conscious mind, and so I had to get a definition, just to be sure I wasn’t just puffing smoke: … Continue reading Every Merry Maudlin Monday