One-Liner Wednesday: A nice walk spoiled
“Golf gives one a taste for solitary pleasures” – Proust: ‘Within A Budding Grove’ (À L’ombre Des Jeunes Filles En Fleurs) – – – – – – – – – – One-Liner Wednesday 20 May 2020
“Golf gives one a taste for solitary pleasures” – Proust: ‘Within A Budding Grove’ (À L’ombre Des Jeunes Filles En Fleurs) – – – – – – – – – – One-Liner Wednesday 20 May 2020
There’s no shortage of songs featuring numbers to meet Jim’s criteria for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday. When spoilt for choice I’m particularly likely to go for the first thing that popped into my head… ….but ‘Revolution #9′ off the Beatles’ White Album doesn’t really have lyrics. However, John Lennon’s ‘#9 Dream’ is much more…
“In later life we look at things in a more practical way, in full conformity with the rest of society, but youth was the only time in which we learned anything.” – Proust: ‘Within A Budding Grove’ (À L’ombre Des Jeunes Filles En Fleurs) – – – – – – – – – – One-Liner…
‘Relating is what brings together Jim’s key words for this week’s ‘Song Lyric Sunday’. Well, if there is an ‘Us’ it almost goes without saying that there’ll be a ‘Them’ as well – as in this song by Pink Floyd Us and them And after all we’re only ordinary men Me and you God only…
“In a world thronged with monsters and with gods, we are barely conscious of tranquility” – Proust: ‘Within A Budding Grove’ (À L’ombre Des Jeunes Filles En Fleurs) – – – – – – – – – – One-Liner Wednesday 6 May 2020
I must admit I was almost stumped by Jim’s Mexican-themed, Day-of-the-dead marking prompts for Song Lyric Sunday this week. The Eagles’ ‘Tequila Sunrise’ was what came immediately to mind, but I suspect there will be a few posts featuring that. Accordingly, I did a bit of research and was pleased to find this, which –…
“..the charms of the passing stranger are generally in direct ratio to the swiftness of our passage” – Proust: ‘Within A Budding Grove’ (À L’ombre Des Jeunes Filles En Fleurs) – – – – – – – – – – One-Liner Wednesday 29 April 2020
This week’s prompts for Song Lyric Sunday are suitably downbeat signs of the times, relating to confinement, isolation and loneliness. Which reminded me of this ultra-heavy blues from The Beatles’ white album. Somewhat ironically, it was recorded with all four Beatles together in a very small room at Abbey Road: confinement perhaps, but certainly no…