Good morning. Saturday night, or afternoon, dance fever? No One Leaves This Discotheque Alive by Rialto is the perfect dancing song for a joyous, dance filled weekend.
Spiralist – Baptism By Fire
Good morning with Baptist By Fire by Spiralist. Have a nice weekend.
Franz Ferdinand – Hooked
Good morning with Hooked by Franz Ferdinand. Have a nice weekend.
Olivia Tremor Control – Garden of Light
Good morning with Garden of Light by Olivia Tremor Control. Have a nice weekend.
Franz Ferdinand – Night Or Day
Good morning with Night Or Day by Franz Ferdinand. Have a nice weekend.
The Wombats – My Head Is Not My Friend
Good morning with My Head Os Not My Friend by The Wombats. Have a nice weekend.
Venamoris – Winter’s Whispers
Good morning! It’s the Winter Solstice here in the Northern Hemisphere. Venamoris’ Winter Whispers is the perfect song to celebrate it. Happy Winter Solstice and for those of you in the Southern Hemisphere a Happy Summer Solstice.
The Darkness – The Longest Kiss
Good morning with The Longest Miss by The Darkness. Have a nice weekend.
Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory – Southern Life (What It Must Be Like)
Good morning with Southern Life (What It Must Be Like) by Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory. Have a nice weekend.
Lucinda Williams – While My Guitar Gently Weeps
Good morning with Lucinda Williams cover or The Beatles’ While My Guitar Gently Weeps. While My Guitar Gently Weeps was written by George Harrison for the Beatles 1968 album The Beatles aka The White Album. Lucinda does a beautiful rendition of one of my favourite songs. Have a nice weekend.
While My Guitar Weeps
I look at you all, see the love there that’s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don’t know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don’t know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you
I look at the world and I notice it’s turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake, we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps
I don’t know how you were diverted
You were perverted too
I don’t know how you were inverted
No one alerted you
I look from the wings at the play you are staging
While my guitar gently weeps
As I’m sitting here doing nothing but aging
Still my guitar gently weeps
(George Harrison)
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