I loved that 'the girls part' of the song meant we got to climb over the lyrics and sing a higher harmony while the boys peeled the words apart down low…
Read More“Lágrimas e Chuva” by Kid Abelha takes me back to a warm and smokey Brazilian night in the backseat of a 2004 Citroen…
Read MoreHe pulled out an old—but new for me—dusty book from his briefcase. Books belonging to the Soviet orchestra library...
Read More"愛してたと嘆くには (I was in love once, I sigh) あまりにも時はすぎてしまった (far too much time has passed me by)." There's an uproar in the karaoke box...
Read MoreI find the Turkish language so beautiful, and when it is sung it becomes even more so. It didn’t hurt that I had crushes on most of the popular female Turkish pop singers back in the 1980s either...
Read More“Jimi Hendrix is black?!” It was a rhetorical question I suppose.
Read MoreI hear Sappho’s Train de Paris and I remember Garde du Nord, waiting to take the TGV in Holland, Belgium or Brittany. Abidjan's songs reminds me of an Arab market in Vienna’s Mitt Bahnhof area...
Read MoreI listen to The Metro and I think of how guilty I felt buying Hitler era stamps in a small shop in Vienna’s Mitt Banhoff subway station arcade and how I had to use those auto stamp machines to get to the train...
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