Sunday, 17 August 2025

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

Friday, 15 August 2025

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


Thursday, 14 August 2025

Friday, 8 August 2025

Saturday, 2 August 2025

girl, I love you


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

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