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aSongforCon #17

Paul Weller – Above the Clouds (Live)

BIG tune along the way for me and Conis Chan x .. my best wasn’t good enough … who knows this better than I.

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aSongforCon #16

Dinah Washington – i’ll Never Stop Loving You

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aSongforCon #15

Billie Holiday – Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless.
Dearest, the shadows
I live with are numberless.
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you.
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you.
Angels have no thought
Of ever returning you.
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is Sunday,
With shadows I spend it all.
My heart and I, have
Decided to end it all.
Soon there’ll be candles
And prayers that are said, I know.
Let them not weep,
Let them know that I’m glad to go.
Death is no dream,
For in death I’m caressing you.
With the last breath of my soul,
I’ll be blessin’ you.
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming.
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart, dear.
Darling, I hope that
My dream never haunted you.
My heart is telling you,
How much I wanted you. x

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aSongforCon #14

the Wailers – Dreamland

Conis chan … we’ll count the stars up in the sky and surely……we’ll never die. x

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aSongforCon #13

The Charioteers – I Miss You So

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aSongforCon #12

Randy Crawford – You Bring the Sun Out

always did and always will. thank you for showing me the way x

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aSongforCon #11

Ernest Wilson – Undying Love

LONG standing tune for themusicologist. Kohzu…x

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aSongforCon #10

the Pips – Every Beat of my Heart

x

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aSongforCon #9

Getatchew Kassa – Tezeta Slow

Tezeta; Amharic: ትዝታ

“memory”, “nostalgia” or “longing” …..

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aSongforCon #8

Marcia Griffiths – the First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

NOTHING could prepare me for the heartache of my childs death but music certainly helps to process and ease the pain. Please watch over me Kohzu…until we meet again x

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aSongforCon #7

Bobby Powell – Hold My Hand

the Soul of a Man.

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aSongforCon #6

Curtis Mayfield – The Makings of YOU

“almost impossible to do…reciting the makings of YOU”

one from the King for my princess. x

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aSongforCon #5

Anouar Brahem – Walking State

“After silence that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music” – A.Huxley

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aSongforCon #4

Jackie Mittoo – (life is a) Merry Go Round

“There exists no more difficult art than living. For other arts and sciences, numerous teachers are to be found everywhere. Even young people believe that they have acquired these in such a way, that they can teach them to others. Throughout the whole of life, one must continue to learn to live and, what will amaze you even more, throughout life one must learn to die.” – SENECA –

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aSongforCon #3

Deon Jackson – I Dedicate This Song To You

“Of all the girls in this whole wide world,

I found a Love that is warm,

Not only does she please me,

She protects me from all earthly harm,

In my moments of darkness she’s always by my side,

For in all my endeavours she’s been more than a guide,

Oh to you I dedicate this song….”

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aSongforCon #2

Ravi Shankar – Morning Love

Today’s song for Con flows from a collection of musical GIANTS: Pandit Ravi Shankar, Kamala Chakravarty, Master Qureshi Alla Rakha Khan and flutist supreme Jean-Pierre Rampal.

“Then said Almitra, “Speak to us of Love.”
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind
    lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
    Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest
    branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire,
    that you may become sacred bread for gods sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know
    the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge
    become a fragment of Life’s heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness
    and pass out of love’s threshing- floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh,
    but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.
When you love you should not say, “god is in my heart,”
    but rather, I am in the heart of god.”
And think not you can direct the course of love,
    if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart
    and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart
    and a song of praise upon your lips.”

musicology #0662 Paul Weller – Where’er You Go

aSongforCon #1

SO much ‘water’ has flowed under my ‘bridge’ since the previous cut. My daughter Constance has passed through this earthly plane, she had just turned 19 years of age.

Words could never do the youngblood justice and i find myself (often) with nothing to say so I reached back into the library pulled out ‘the Prophet’ and read/adapted this.

“Let not the waves of the sea separate us now, and the years you have spent in our midst become a memory.

You have walked among us a spirit, and your shadow has been a light upon our faces.

MUCH have we loved you.

And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

And now your ship has come, and you must needs go.

DEEP is your longing for the land of your memories and the dwelling place of your greater desires; and our love would not bind you nor OUR needs hold you.

Yet this we ask ere you leave us, that you speak to us and give us of your truth.

And we will give it unto our children, and they unto their children, and it shall not perish…”

Rest In Peace Kohzu..ALWAYS in my Heart, Mind and Soul.

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musicology #0661

Lishonile – Batsumi

 

 

Frequently updating themusicologist would be a ‘walk in the park’ if it wasn’t for the narrative that accompanies each cut. I listen to music every day and am constantly turning up incredible slices of top drawer urbanemusicology. 45 years of listening to superb music counts for something and for me the knowledgehustle is what matters. NOT the medium it is on, it’s rarity, economic value or even the artist(s) involved. To be honest I don’t give a f**k about the category/label … do the combined frequencies and harmonies reach out and touch me or not is my ONLY concern. That said I appreciate that such details are important to some of the Cats out there and if that’s your bag…all power to you.

For the next few weeks I’m going to go small on the narrative and BIG on the music to get themusicologist back into the groove and always follow the Louis Armstrong maxim of playing “the good kind” of music.

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Earl Sixteen – Changing World

Jumping back into themusicologist saddle with this Top ranking, Augustus Pablo produced Late 70’s piece of social critique, courtesy of the Majestic Earl ’16’ Daley.

I leave it to the man himself to tell his story…

(borrowed from an interview conducted by father ‘Small Axe’…maximum respect is always due)

Link to FULL interview.

“Basically, I started out on the street corner, under the light post, with all the boys, hanging out at night. I started out at Waltham Park Road, where I grew up, in Kingston, Jamaica. At the age of about 13, I started getting into like, Chi-Lites music, ’cause in Jamaica we’ve got a big influence of American music. I kind of started to listen to a lot of soul American stuff, Chat, (Chuck) Jackson (?), James Brown music, and all this and all that. Usually, after like doing my… ’cause you know, I lived with my Auntie at the time. On Saturdays, I used to turn up the radio and do my housework, and listen to the radio, and in the nights, when we get out on the streets, sometimes I’d be singing, “Trash man didn’t get no trash today,” like “People Makes the World Go Round” The guys kind of liked how my voice kind of sounded, ’cause I used to try to sing exactly like the actual records.

In those days, the good old days, everybody was into singing like Dennis Brown. Dennis Brown at that time was like one of the most influential artists, he was really progressive at that time, he was young still. All the school boys and kids who liked music, we used to like always try to pack on Dennis Brown, because he’s like a role model for us. So I kind of started out with that, but I was more like singing falsetto, like Pavoratti kind of stuff. Afterwards, after that, they had Vere Johns, talent contests going on in night clubs around Kingston. There was one at the Turntable Club, there was one at the Vere Johns, and there was one at the Bohemia Club, which was closer to me in Half Way Tree. One of the guys who used to hang out with us, Donald Hossack, he used to teach music like keyboards, piano. He encouraged me to enter one of the talent contests.

During that time I was still going to Church and singing now and again on the choir, and I started doing solo stuff, out from the choir, just singing songs all on my own, because I had this really unique kind of voice and all the people liked my voice. I was in the Church, but I wanted to get involved in some of the Chi-Lites stuff, some of the soul stuff, because the parties were happening, you get the girls and all that. I went to try and get an audition for the talent contest; I was about 14, 15 then, still going to high school. When I went and did the auditions, it turned out that I got picked in the audition, then went to the heats and I reached up to the finals.

In this final, there was like Michael Rose, Junior Moore from the Tamlins, there was myself, there was a girl called Joy White, she’s brilliant, I still love her, and there was another girl, I think it was Sabrina Williams. There was about six of us in the final, that’s a big night. Anyway, I kind of scraped through, I was biting my nails, but I made sure that I did my homework. I practised this tune 24 hours a day, “Peek a Boo,” one by the Chi-Lites, it was a big song in Jamaica so a lot of people knew it. When I did it, I ended up winning the 25 dollars (on) boxing day, I was too small to drink the beers so I had to give them all away (laughs), but after that I started getting the buzz, I started getting addicted to it. I like how the crowd cheers me, so when I left high school, I passed my exams, and I was meant to go to Commercial High School, which is like a college, St. Andrew Technical. I started going there, but I was really involved in the music, I wanted to form a group. I actually had formed a group called the Flaming Phonics. We were doing school barbecues, school fetes, playing in auditoriums around the country, like Calabar, mainly the high schools, Holy Child Girl’s School……”

themusicologist/bloodsweatandtees tribute to Pablo tShirt
themusicologist/bloodsweatandtees tribute to Pablo tShirt

musicology #0658

Out On The Ocean Sailing – Ann Cole & the Colmanaires

BIG piece of ‘golden age’ Gospel from themusicologist vaults featuring the sublime vocals of one of the greatest female vocalists (n)ever known, (outside of the knowledge hustler tribe), Cynthia Coleman aka Ann Cole ably backed by the Colmanaires, Joe Walker, Sam Walker, and Wesley Johnson. Ann and the Colmanaires toured with Muddy Waters in ’56 where Muddy heard her performing Preston Fosters Got My MoJo Working and the rest is Rhythm & Blues history..

Today’s cut marks another step on the journey for themusicologist..i hope you are listening ’cause If I ever needed someone I need you..