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Pastures of Plenty – Woody Guthrie

Pastures of Plenty – Woody Guthrie

It’s a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we rolled
And your deserts were hot and your mountains were cold

I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
I slept on the ground in the light of the moon
On the edge of the city you’ll see us and then
We come with the dust and we go with the wind

California, Arizona, I harvest your crops
Well its North up to Oregon to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your table your light sparkling wine

Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee Dam where the waters run down
Every state in the Union us migrants have been
We’ll work in this fight and we’ll fight till we win

It’s always we rambled, that river and I
All along your green valley, I will work till I die
My land I’ll defend with my life if it be
Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free

Performed by Michael Hurley 

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Morning of the Earth – I’m Alive

     “Earth you were magnificent through the pain of being born…..

It was the morning of the Earth.”

I’m Alive – Peter Howe

Look around at the day
I’m alive on being around,
Where the waves come smiling
With curls all flying,
Yeah we spend a lot of time
Inside the world of delightful rain,
And the whirling wind blows its song
Around the bay.
And the whirling wind knows my name.

 

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She’s Always Dancing – Neil Young

I am such a lucky, lucky fellow.  So lucky it baffles me.  Why me?  I am the luckiest critter to be wandering this rock.  So lucky in fact that this coming Monday I will be sharing the O2 arena in London with some 20,000 good folk in cosmic union with Neil Young and Crazy Horse.  Together we’ll explore the colourful realms of free flowing rock and roll.  The beating of the drum and the bending of the strings.  The cracks in the voice and the beauty there within.

If you are that way inclined and have some spare wonga, I highly recommend his new album ‘Psycedelic Pill’.  Here is just a sample of poetry to be found in his words (fused with shamanic guitar spells and the synergy of old friendship and open hearts).  Dancing with the Deva’s!x

She’s Always Dancing

Even now.

Though she’s away her music fills the air,

her kindness towards others lingers.

She was always there.  She is with you.

She’s always dancing…..

Now and forever,

From palm to palm,

from hand to hand,

Floating in the air

She loves to find it there.

 

She likes to burn…………

Out on the edge,

That’s where she lives

That’s when she gives

Floating in the Smoke

She says it gives her hope.

 

She has the fire…………….

But its burning now

From hand to hand

From palm to palm

Floating in the air

She tries to hold it there.  

 

She wants to live without ties to bind her down

She wants to dance with her body left unbound

She wants to spin like she lives in her own world

She wants to dream like she was a little girl.  

And the tune:

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Ustad Ali Akbar Khan

“If you practice for ten years, you may begin to please yourself, after 20 years you may become a performer and please the audience, after 30 years you may please even your guru, but you must practice for many more years before you finally become a true artist — then you may please even God.”

Ali Akbar Khan

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‘A reflection of us all’ – John Lennon

John Lennon

“My role in society, or any artist’s or poet’s role, is to try to express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us all.”

John Lennon

Quote taken from the collection – A Turtle Awake – Inspirational Wisdom of Great Love

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Jimi Hendrix – Words, Music and Magic

Jimi Hendrix

Jimi’s been in the air of late, just thought I’d share a little:

When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.

You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.

I used to live in a room full of mirrors; all I could see was me. I take my spirit and I crash my mirrors, now the whole world is here for me to see.

I’m the one that has to die when it’s time for me to die, so let me live my life, the way I want to.

You have to give people something to dream on.

Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens.

When things get too heavy, just call me helium, the lightest known gas to man.

When I die, just keep playing the records.”

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Ravi Shankar & Phillip Glass – Passages

Ravi Shankar

Ravi Shankar and Phillip Glass – Passages

This is one of my favourite albums.  A collaboration where Eastern classical music meets Western in the most spectacular way.  I like to listen to this driving through the mountains around here.  This music fills epic landscapes and stirs the soul.

Ravi Shankar and Ali Akbar Khan.

Two of the greatest modern day musical masters coming together.  Breathtaking.  

Anoushkar Shankar

Ravi’s daughter, such a beauty and magical talent.  

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