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…
