A SMALL DOG & RUDYARD KIPLING

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‘How much? Seriously?’ – Cute dog. No price tag.

The other day, a day when shadows were having a rest, I was trying to get a clear head before going back to recording my new stuff, so I took a walk around the next town along the coast from where I live. I can’t claim to be a photographer in any way, shape or form but I find taking pictures helps me unwind so long as I don’t go overkill.

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‘Exhibition for Nothing, Art for Free’ – It’s an arty town, and I discovered this decent piece of art stuck down some stairs, painted on the back of an open door designed for seriously short swoony people.

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‘Romantic Destiny’ – When I saw the two dog walkers walking toward each other the random thought, ‘romantic destiny’ hit me. Will lives change the moment they meet? Probably not.

Anyway, some music to fill the void. This is an early piece, one from 2013. A demo version. It likes the volume up. The song follows the lyric. I hope you enjoy;

FAULT LINES – Lyric

I travel the fastest*

In a world that is shrinking, my heart turns to stone

I’ll trade this new freedom for all that I have known

 

I travel alone*

Like a worn-out suit in a charity shop

I’d trade this new freedom, my religion I’d swap

 

We’re thrown into this world

We’re thrown into this world

We’re thrown into this world

Some tumble, some will fall

 

The pendulum swings

Tectonic plates shift, fault lines are drifting for now

Snapping apart the bond of the peasant and plough

 

Turn around and look back for me

That is the way a heart learns to bleed

 

I can see what needs doing

I can feel all the pain

I can reach out and touch

But I can’t loosen the chain

 

We’re thrown into this world

We’re thrown into this world

We’re thrown into this world

Some tumble; some will fall

 

 

I can see what needs doing

I can feel all the pain

I can reach out and touch

But I can’t loosen the chain

 

I travel the fastest*

In a world that is shrinking, my heart turns to stone

I’ll trade this new freedom, for all that I have known

 

I travel alone

Like a worn-out suit in a charity shop

I’d trade this new freedom, for all that I’ve got

 

We’re thrown into this world

We’re thrown into this world

We’re thrown into this world

Some tumble; some will fall

*courtesy of Rudyard Kipling who wrote, ‘He travels the fastest, who travels alone’

One from London Grammar. A song called, ‘Non Believer’. Fantastic song, fantastic production;

Apart from London Grammar, Copyright © 2013 Zoolon Audio.  All rights reserved.  Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting prohibited.

 

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49 comments

      1. Thanks again. I wish I had a zoom with me for the dog walkers rather than having to enlarge it. I need to go monochrome because being colour blind I mess up usually if I have to edit. I’m glad you enjoyed.

      2. really? i didn’t realise that! i had a friend in colorado who is. one time he pointed out to me a woman wearing a homemade knitted sweater who must have run out of wool and continued on with what she thought was the same colour, but to him they looked quite different. i thought that was fascinating.
        i love the dog walker picture just as it is. 😊

      3. An engineer checking out my smoke alarms shouted from the top of the house asking if I could tell him if the little lights in the alarm downstairs was red or green. He couldn’t get his head around me saying, “don’t know”.

      1. Everything is fine, Lady Yasmin. It’s just that it wouldn’t be fair on the dog if I got one right now while I’m working long hours trying to grow a business. Dogs need a bit of fun and lots of walking. I just don’t have the time. You OK?

  1. JGC, a fresh perspective on the everyday, things probably missed by most, fantastic captures with inviting titles! What a super eye you have! ‘Fault Lines’ is another great demo, one of my favorites! The Kipling connection, such a wonderful touch. What a free fall in ‘Non Believer’, I wonder if we truly fully identify what we need, perhaps more of a life long journey. Enjoy the last bits of Sunday, have a good week ahead. ~ PLM

    1. Thanks, PM. With Fault Lines, I remember the challenge was to write a song based around a quote. I went for Kipling. I never did a lot with this song. It was submitted with Red Planet and Busking in Berlin and came out in third place on the marks awarded, yet now people tell me they like it. A music style fashion thing maybe? Having said that, Lemon Groves came out 4th. I might give that one an airing soon. Keep the metaphors coming ~ JGC

      1. You’re correct, PM. A sneezing good afternoon hunting for things in the dusty eaves and I still haven’t found it. My old damaged violin. Enjoy your day. JGC

  2. Okay, that romantic destiny photo is perfect, something straight out of Disney’s 101 Dalmatians–not that I dug the movie, but it’s just that kind of setup. 🙂 But the lyric’s lovely, just read, spoken. Be proud of this one.

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