Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
Onde eu nasci passa um rio / Que passa no igual sem fim / Igual, sem fim, minha terra / Passava dentro de mim / Passava como se o tempo / Nada pudesse mudar / Passava como se o rio / Não desaguasse no mar / O rio deságua no mar / Já tanta coisa aprendi / Mas o que é mais meu cantar / É isso que eu canto aqui
Valentine’s Day week has me drained. I hate to admit it, but I’m a romantic with needs.
All through a hectic week I was digging around for a clever set of records that would slightly cover my desire for “love music” and beyond. However yesterday’s rainstorm in the canyon spontaneously turned our street into a river. I had to put on fishing boots and a rain slicker to fish out a few floating garbage cans.
By lunchtime it was a different week—I grabbed a stack of classic Idelic love songs and fed my soul.
We’re certainly having a California winter like no other in recent memory. Stay warm, be kind.
Idelic Single of the Week: Spielbergs – We Are All Going To Die
O rio deságua no mar, Eu tenho aprendido muito/love to my old fishing boots.
