Several Years Ago I Listened To A Hawk And A Hacksaw For The First Time, And Their Music Immediately
Several years ago I listened to A Hawk and a Hacksaw for the first time, and their music immediately haunted me. All of their work really fascinates me. This group was initiated by Jeremy Barnes, an Albuquerque’s (New Mexico) native, back in 2002, who was joined later by Heather Trost. They play mainly accordion and violin respectively, but combine as well a lot more instruments that give their songs a masterful magic. From their numerous trips to countries like Hungary, Romania and Turkey there is this beautiful Eastern European sound that impregnates their albums’ narratives; a mystical and mysterious antique essence of the region. They released a new album in April this year, called Forest Bathing, which is remarkable and I really love. Here is one of my favourite songs. They are currently touring the U.S. A sad thing is that probably I will never see them playing live.
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When I have nothing left, I have this music
Yesterday I finally felt happy after many many long years. I couldn't help spending the whole night listening to this.
Margarita Siempre Viva
me 🍌
https://open.spotify.com/track/44PghxNyPffYtIpEeAUB0D
Here is your steeple
Composed between late 1944 and early 1945, amid the end of the war, the Methamorphosen is one of the last Strauss oeuvres. Although much has been speculated about its meaning, it’s clear that this work is the testament of the horror, incredulity and grief with which Strauss saw Germany’s devastation. One event that shocked him profoundly was the destruction of the Münchner Opernhaus, the Munich Opera House, where he had developed great part of his career. “The world most holy shrine destroyed!” he stated. The title of the work allude to a transformation process, not one determined by the achievement of progress and triumph, but one that leads to darkness and desolation; one that Germany and its cultural history went down to throughout the war.
When I was way younger, I remember running to my home after school every afternoon with the only purpose of getting to my room and listening to Joaõ Gilberto's music. I would play endlessly his recordings with Stan Getz, and I would fall asleep watching his concerts alongside Caetano Veloso. All the beauty, depth and complexity that arose from just a simple guitar and the right voice completely absorbed me. And up to this day, it still does.
Descanse em paz, mestre.
Oh morning come bursting the clouds, amen
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