When you fall in love you’re able to take a welcome
Brief pause in the chaos of life
A safe island where you can catch your breath.
We grasp for happiness and feel it slip away
How to slow down the cruel clock, is to ask the impossible.
It can be an agony to discover (know what)?
That it’s all so Temporary.
Now a giant gap parts us.
The brief moment of Oneness ended while I was unaware.
We have lost again, and no one is left for the better
I was clueless that a change was about to occur.
I suppose I was unaware, how unhappy You Must have been.
February 6, 2008
I was quite enthralled by Frank De Ford’s comments as to the state of the NBA today. I could not help noticing the similarities to the “Super Tuesday” that just occurred.
American culture probably always been obsessed with the “Star Search / American Idol” approach.. Nowhere is this weakness in our culture more devastating as in our political process. As entertainment becomes the centerpiece of the the media’s assault on our daily life. We base our judgments on who runs our world in terms of the best quotes or who appears sincere.
Look at the prolongation of the nominating process. The seasons of sport are blissfully timed. What we are experiencing is an endless bad (or good) playoff run. It certainly leaves substance behind.
As a long suffering New York City sport fan, I have watch the poorly run corporations who own and mis-manage our teams. Couldn’t we say the same thing about our government and private industry?
It is good to notice the evolution of Mr. DeFord’ s comments over the years I have heard him on NPR. He has ceased his sarcastic tone and now contributes stronger criticisms. His new contributions are appreciated.
September 10. 2012
It’s seems to me that the political process in the world’s largest democracy is unfix-able. The quantities of money that are dedicated to electing and retaining power are so vast and seemingly uncontrollable. What hope do we have to oppose those who do not let their moral view of the consequences of their actions to achieve a more inclusive discussion to find some solutions to our massive American problems.
Like many I tune out all political advertisements, and seek my own facts as I perceive them as flawed as that might be.
The invasion of Iraq and the badly thought out “rebuilding” of it seem to be symptomatic of America’s inability to to manage itself.
Happy Valentine’s Day
I first heard Jose Feliciano
in 1962 or 1963 at the Newport Folk Festival. I was a small teenager trying to figure out too many puzzles in my confused life. I was struggling with mastering the guitar: a challenge that can take a lifetime, and deservedly so.
Needless to say Jose was great and a inspiration. At that point I was fixated on black guitarists of an earlier era such as Reverend Gary Davis and Big Bill Broonzy (and still am to some extent). But here was a man slightly older than me who played the hell out of whatever musical style he tried that day, some Latin songs and some familiar ballads. As I continued to study the guitar and started performing in Manhattan I caught an occasional set or performance by Jose. Since his career blasted off around then the venue were no longer intimate. He played at the Central Park Skating Rink in the summer of probably 65 or 64, it was a double bill I recall he was opening for a more famous act. And he dared to play one number on electric guitar which was a traditional mambo that became famous at that time via another act. But his skill on the classical guitar was just inspirational. His riffs were like precise layers of melodious sounds in the hot summer ether around us.
At this point in my life I can no longer play my beloved guitar but I still am captivated by great guitar players and complete musicians as I strived to become. Before my stroke, I finally allowed myself to accept that I was a good player and enjoyed the sounds that my technique spun.– an issue that haunted me most of my life.
What sparked this recollection? I just heard a cut from “Jose Feliciano – Señor Bolero” on NPR and today picked up the CD. It is everything I love about this player and artist. He is still powerful as always to me, and speaks from the universal corazon.