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Thursday, May 29, 2008
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Wel well well We are very happy of the new line up of The John Wayne Supermarket : we just keep our 2 Delta / Rockab' guitarists, The Twang (from The Rockin' Daddies / Les Ennuis Commencent who spends his time surfing in Marie Galante / French West Indies / Caribbean Sea) and Gorgie Boy (from Transcollective who uses to support The Hearts in Edinburgh / Scotland)... The third one is Franco, a real addict of Neil Young from the wonderful Ravishing Ronalds (Toronto / Canada). Now we just put JL Bassman in the party, the first bassman of The Dum Dum Boys, one of our favorite bands when we were younger (Nice / France). We are just finishing 2 new tunes and we are very excited ! That's all folks JWS
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Thursday, December 27, 2007
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Current mood:  vibrant
Lyrics of Mary (by Yazz) Music composed by Lovisa Stahl
MARY Blue eyes gazed out across the bay Pale blue eyes tinged with gray In her heart a girl at play Remembering...remembering A life that was lived so long ago Filled with loved ones she used to know Places that she used to go Remembering...remembering A village bright with love and life Torn, gone forever from war and strife Friends who were taken, in the night Remembering...remembering Remembering how it used to be When life was rich, and good, and free Gardens brimming with earthly delights Gypsy violins in the nights Mingled with voices of young village men From the winery nearby...how good life was then! The little girl drowsy in her bed in the dark Drifted off to sleep with peace in her heart As the young men sang and the gypsies played on And the wine flowed free 'til the early dawn. Then came dark days, days of fear Storm clouds drawing ever more near The knock on the door in the still of the night Brought tears and sorrow, anger and fright. Still a young girl, afraid and alone She left all she had, for places unknown 'La Liberte' greeted her in a mist from a boat She had boarded for many days, afloat. So began her life in this strange new land With no one to help, to lend her a hand Life was puzzling, hard, and mean Still she forged ahead, into a future unseen And now she stared out, eyes dimmed with age At a time long gone, at a different page Upon what once was, she fixed her gaze Remembering...remembering. Blue eyes gazed out across the bay Pale blue eyes tinged with gray In her heart a girl at play Remembering...remembering...remembering
(Dedicated to Mary Leitner, in loving memory. YasminBach c.2007) Yazz :
http://www.myspace.com/mightyforces Lovisa Stahl : http://www.myspace.com/lovisasthl
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