Blondie, 50 years ago.

50 years ago, at CBGBs on August 15, 1975, Debbie Harry (then 30 years old) and her punk band Blondie, performed this concert presenting a cover of Velvet Underground's "Femme Fatale".
I also included in this selection the following song, "Lullaby". This song was remade later with other lyrics and renamed "Just Go Away". It was included in Blondie's third studio album "Parallel Lines", released on September 8, 1978.

apple of my eye, take 2

"Apple of my eye": something or someone that one cherishes above all others.


"Apple of my eye", a 2007 song by Dolores O'Riordan (from the band Cranberries), here, performing it live in London and in Paris, 2007.


As the days go by
The apple of my eye
I'll always wait for you

And as a new day dawns
The darkness moves away
And I will wait for you

Remember remember
The face of you
Surrender Surrender
The touch of you

Well it's a hard to hold
The room is turning cold
The candles flickers still

And what I would not do
For the love of you
Would you hold on to me?

...
I will remember, I will remember the face of you
I will remember, I will remember the touch of you

apple of my eye, take 1

"Apple of my eye": something or someone that one cherishes above all others.


"Apple of my eye", a 2001 song by Ed Harcourt, here, performing it live in 2017 and 2024.


When you're on your own
You walk in the rain
You walk around the house
Then walk around it again
You pretend you're happy
That you've got it all
But don't be upset
If you fall on your knees
And beg like a dog

I've reached a low,
Don't you know
You're the apple of my eye
I'm running low, with this show
No matter how I try
I'm sick of this angst,
Don't need thanks
You're the apple of my eye

I drink a lot of wine
When I am alone
I lose my track of time
My ideas turn to stone
I pretend I'm sad
That I'm still so small
But I'm not upset If
I fall on my knees
And beg like a dog

I've reached a low,
Don't you know
You're the apple of my eye
I'm running low, with this show
No matter how I try
I'm sick of this angst,
Don't need thanks
You're the apple of my eye

smalltown boy

Kingston Sound System just released an album today that remakes classics from the '70s, '80s, and '90s. Like this Bronski Beat song from 1984, using Jimmy Somerville's original vocal recording.

I send her my love and a bang on the ear

A bang on the ear, is a pat or a gentle touch to the top of someone's head, as a gesture of affection.

Have a nice Sunday :)


The Waterboys, Mike Scott's band, with the legendary violinist Steve Wickham. 1988 studio version.
And live in Glasgow, 2013.


Lindsay was my first love she was in my class
I would have loved to take her out but I was too shy to ask
The fullness of my feeling was never made clear
But I send her my love and a bang on the ear

Nora was my girl when I first was in a group
I can still see her to this day, stirring chicken soup
Now she's living in Australia working for an auctioneer
But I send her my love and a bang on the ear

Deborah broke my heart and I the willing fool
I fell for her one summer on the road to Liverpool
I thought it was forever but it was over in a year (oh dear)
But I send her my love and a bang on the ear

The home I made with Bella became a house of pain
We weathered it together bound by a ball and chain
Is started up in Fife, and ended up in tears
But I send her my love and a bang on the ear

Krista was a rover from Canada she hailed
We crossed swords in San Francisco we both lived to tell the tale
I don't know now where she is oh but if I had her here
I'd give her my love and a bang on the ear

So my woman of the hearthfire, harbour of my soul
I watch you lightly sleeping and sense the dream that does unfold (like gold)
You to me are treasure, you to me are dear
So I'll give you my love and a bang on the ear

Ana Lua Caiano

Portuguese artist and multi-instrumentalist Ana Lua Caiano ( @analuacaiano ) brings her fusion of traditional Portuguese folk music with electronics and urban rhythms.



Here's the song "Adormeço sem dizer para onde vou" (I fall asleep without saying where I'm going) about her wandering dreams.

Adormeço sem dizer para onde vou E fico lá correndo, dormindo, morrendo Mas não me acordes, meu amor Nunca me acordes Nem que grite e que chore Sou uma afónica elegante Acordo e não digo onde vou E ando às voltas fugindo e recuando Mas não me encontres, meu amor Nunca me encontres Nem que grite e que chore Gosto de monologar Leio sem te dizer ondе estou E ando às voltas, desprezando E pеnsando Não me atrapalhes, meu amor Não me atrapalhes Nem que grite e que chore Gosto de monologar Desta vez não vieste atrás de mim P'ra me arrumares Desta vez doaste-me Ao ar que encontro

I fall asleep without saying where I'm going And I stay there running, sleeping, dying But don't wake me, my love Never wake me Even if I scream and cry I'm an elegant voiceless person I wake up and don't say where I'm going And I walk around running and retreating But don't find me, my love Never find me Even if I scream and cry I like to monologue I read without telling you where I am And I walk around, despising And thinking Don't disturb me, my love Don't disturb me Even if I scream and cry I like to monologue This time you didn't come after me To fix me This time you gave me To the air I find

security

Amyl and The Sniffers, live 2022.

this big hush

Shriekback, 1985


Live, 2017.

girl, I love you

... but your loving, it's gone ...

Massive Attack and Horace Andy, live Fuji 2010, album: Heligoland, 2010.