A tribute to: Sonate, Joe Lteif and Empire Z2000 needles. Monday, Dec 28 2009
Music Bob Dylan, Elton John, Shawn Phillips, Paul Williams, Renaissance, Jethro Tull, Lay lady lay, Rocket man, A woman, That's enough for me, Kiev, Thick as a brick 10:56 pm
A tribute to love, my love Wednesday, Dec 16 2009
Music Aragon, I have to say I love you in a song, Jean Ferrat, Jim Croce, Que serais je sans toi, Te amo, Umberto Tozzi 8:57 pm
D.I.S.C.O Monday, Nov 2 2009
Music Ottawan, Boney M, Earth Wind & Fire, Anita Ward, Donna Summer, T'es Ok, D.I.S.C.O, Rasputin, Boogie Wonderland, Ring My Bell 9:59 pm
When my Mom and Dad were courting ! Wednesday, Oct 7 2009
Music Jackie Wilson, Del Shannon, Frankie Lymon & the teenagers, The Monotones, The Searchers, Big Bopper, Reete petite, Runaway, Why do fools fall in love, The book of love, Love potion number 9, Chantilly lace 8:10 pm
England, England my lionheart ! Sunday, Sep 27 2009
Music Amberly Tavern, Dos Equis, Elvis, Guinness, Labelled with love, Murpheys, Pink Floyd, Scarsdale, Smithwick, Squeeze, The Black Rabbit, The Spotted Cow, Up the junction, Zeppelin 6:27 pm
A refuge in small studio flat in 123 Queen’s gate after a night at Henry Jay’s; a few very cold Dos Equis and Georges on his guitar. Many nights I have spent trying to forget why I had to leave the warmth of the Mediterranean to the (supposedly) cold of England. And suddenly, Eurika. Henry Jay’s was replaced by visits to Scarsdale, The Spotted Cow, The Black Rabbit, Amberly Tavern…etc; local watering holes. England was not as cold as I pictured it to be. The order at the bar was no longer for Dos Equis or a long island ice tea, but for a pint of Smithwick, Guinness, or even Murpheys. The 50 pence in the juke box were no longer used to play Pink Floyd, Clapton, Elvis, Zeppelin…., but bands such as “Squeeze”. Then I found peace, and began to appreciate the country and the people who adopted me in my darkest of time.
Thank you England.
Musical exchange. Friday, Sep 25 2009
Music Aaron Neville, Bad company, Carlie Simon, Colin James, James Taylor, Melissa Ethridge, Stevie Nicks, Stevie Ray Vaughan, Supertramp 8:28 pm
Apart from sharing a love for a country that has been used and abused by many, and many more to come; it turned out that we share a love for music as well. So I dedicate this relatively long (but short in content) page to you my true Lebanese friend. I hope that you will enjoy it.
La Perigourdine, St Germain. Friday, Sep 18 2009
Music France, Loversin the wind, Only because of you, Paris, Perigourdine, Rodger Hodgson, St Germain 8:17 pm
2 generations, not so far apart. Monday, Jul 13 2009
America and K Maro and Queen and Yves Duteil Music 10:45 pm
A 35 years gap; and still we share many common interests. From classic cars, motorbikes, love for animals, good food, music…etc; I asked Tarek to give me two songs he wanted to listen to without thinking; a spur of the moment. He kindly obliged only if I would do the same.
Enclosed is (after struggling with a slow internet connection, thanks to the huge influx of sandal wearing tourists); those are the two songs we each came up with.
Tarek’s contribution.
A couple of hours later, I came up with :
Go figure !
Lonely English nights ! Friday, Jun 19 2009
England and Every Stranger's Eyes and Roger Waters Music 11:20 pm
[Waitress:] "e;Hello, you wanna cup of coffee?"e;
[Customers:] "e;Heh, Turn that fucking juke box down
You want to turn down that juke box….loud in here"e;
[Waitress:] "e;I’m sorry, would you like a cup of coffee?
Ok, you take cream and sugar? Sure."
In truck stops and hamburger joints
In Cadillac limousines
In the company of has-beens
And bent-backs
And sleeping forms on pavement steps
In libraries and railway stations
In books and banks
In the pages of history
In suicidal cavalry attacks
I recognise…
Myself in every stranger’s eyes
And in wheelchairs by monuments
Under tube trains and commuter accidents
In council care and county courts
At Easter fairs and sea-side resorts
In drawing rooms and city morgues
In award winning photographs
Of life rafts on the China seas
In transit camps, under arc lamps
On unloading ramps
In faces blurred by rubber stamps
I recognise…
Myself in every stranger’s eyes
And now, from where I stand
Upon this hill
I plundered from the pool
I look around
I search the skies
I shade my eyes
So nearly blind
And I see signs of half remembered days
I hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways
I recognise…
The hope you kindle in your eyes
It’s oh so easy now
As we lie here in the dark
Nothing interferes, it’s obvious
How to beat the tears
That threaten to snuff out
The spark of our love
Echoes Thursday, May 14 2009
Echoes and Guss Farah London, Music 9:55 pm
In a friend’s apartment in Queen’s Gate London, after a night at the Spider and Rock; Georges, a guitar, a record player and Lebanon on our mind. One example of how Culture Club, Madness, Del Amitri, Petshop Boys, Squeeze, Costello… and others were replaced for a short period of time.
