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My Music


I Can't Stop Listening To This

The Hollow Men, by T.S. Elliot, continues to say something to me each time I listen to it. The problem is, that it whispers, I am struggling to hear it. It comes back to me, almost daily.

The Hollow Men by T.S. Elliot
Mistah Kurtz - he dead.

A penny for the Old Guy


We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when 
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour, 
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other kingdom 
Remember us - if at all - not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men 
The stuffed men. 

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear: 
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column 
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are 
In the wind's singing 
More distant and more solemn 
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nea…

Ear Candy or What I've Listened To Lately

What I'm listening to (for now).Peter Gabriel and the New Blood Orchestra. Get this album asap!Olafur Arnalds, For Now I Am Winter.Eric Whiteacre, Waternight.Ludovico Einaudi, Elements.Max Richter, The Blue Notebook.Henryk Gorecki, Symphony No.3Arvo Part, Summa

What I'm Listening to - POETRY