3 tracks for slowing your roll

The weekends are supposed to be a time when you take a breather from the often break-neck pace of weekday life. There's a reason you're not supposed to bomb down a ski hill, you might get hurt. Another reason not to bomb a hill is that you might miss the sights that you would see if you were taking it just a bit slower. Picture the early morning sun filtered through a crappy ground level apartment, then play these tracks. See the beauty.

Landlocked Blues - by Bright Eyes http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpcZrhPw46M

This song has a sad tone to it with some seriously moving lyrics

"and the moon's laying low in the sky
forcing everything metal to shine
and the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case
they argue "walk this way," "no walk this way"

and laura's asleep in my bed
as I'm leaving she wakes up and says
"I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave
baby don't go away, come here"..."


Bunkhouse Theme - Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid Soundtrack http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rU9ZQdmxC-k

I've never seen the movie but I really like everything on the soundtrack. I first heard this song while hanging out at the record store here in L-Town. Two people next to me were discussing good soundtracks and this record came up in the conversation. The record was put on and I was struck by both the music's simplicity and it's tranquil overall sound. Bob Dylan wrote almost all of the music. A friend described the record as "lazy Sunday music", whenever I feel the need to relax it inevitably finds it's way into the cd player.

This week's litmus test

Song of the Wandering Aongus - by Christy Moore http://www.amazon.com/Song-Of-Wandering-Aongus/dp/B0012EHPB0

I see Christy Moore as the Irish equivalent to Johnny Cash (R.I.P.). His original music champions the working man. His versions of Irish folk songs like "The City of Chicago" and "Back Home in Derry" are played frequently in parts of the country as well. The lyrics for Song of the Wandering Aongus (Aongus is the Irish form of Angus) are taken from a poem of the same name by William Butler Yeats. Yeats's poetry made him one of Ireland's most famous sons. The lyrics involve a search for a lost love of the narrator's. Christy Moore's voice is beautiful in both it's sound and soft timbre. It's as if the man sings in a soft blue tone. I call this track a litmus test because any girl who is familiar enough with Yeats's poetry to recognize this track as an audio version of his poem is worth asking on a date.

THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUS

by: W.B. Yeats

WENT out to the hazel wood,

Because a fire was in my head,

And cut and peeled a hazel wand,

And hooked a berry to a thread;




And when white moths were on the wing,

And moth-like stars were flickering out,

I dropped the berry in a stream

And caught a little silver trout.




When I had laid it on the floor

I went to blow the fire a-flame,

But something rustled on the floor,

And some one called me by my name:

It had become a glimmering girl

With apple blossom in her hair

Who called me by my name and ran

And faded through the brightening air.




Though I am old with wandering

Through hollow lands and hilly lands,

I will find out where she has gone,

And kiss her lips and take her hands;

And walk among long dappled grass,

And pluck till time and times are done

The silver apples of the moon,

The golden apples of the sun.