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I know this is artsy, pretentious, and self-gratification - but please indulge me for the sake of Music. My thanks to Randolf for letting me use his excellent track "Unkown" (http://www.icompositions.com/music/song.php?sid=106460)
The music prompted me to try an experimental version of this wonderful poem by Jorge Luis Borges, one of my favourite writers. This is an experiment that may or may not have worked. You be the judge.
The music prompted me to try an experimental version of this wonderful poem by Jorge Luis Borges, one of my favourite writers. This is an experiment that may or may not have worked. You be the judge.
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Happiness by Jorge Luis Borges
Whoever embraces a woman is Adam. The woman is Eve. Everything happens for the first time. I saw something white in the sky. They tell me it is the moon, but what can I do with a word and a mythology. Trees frighten me a little. They are so beautiful. The calm animals come closer so that I may tell them their names. The books in the library have no letters. They spring forth when I open them. Leafing through the atlas I project the shape of Sumatra. Whoever lights a match in the dark is inventing fire. Inside the mirror an Other waits in ambush. Whoever looks at the ocean sees England. Whoever utters a line of Liliencron has entered into battle. I have dreamed Carthage and the legions that destroyed Carthage. I have dreamed the sword and the scale. Praised be the love wherein there is no possessor and no possessed, but both surrender. Praised be the nightmare, which reveals to us that we have the power to create hell. Whoever goes down to a river goes down to the Ganges. Whoever looks at an hourglass sees the dissolution of an empire. Whoever plays with a dagger foretells the death of Caesar. Whoever dreams is every human being. In the desert I saw the young Sphinx, which has just been sculpted. There is nothing else so ancient under the sun. Everything happens for the first time, but in a way that is eternal. Whoever reads my words is inventing them.
Whoever embraces a woman is Adam. The woman is Eve. Everything happens for the first time. I saw something white in the sky. They tell me it is the moon, but what can I do with a word and a mythology. Trees frighten me a little. They are so beautiful. The calm animals come closer so that I may tell them their names. The books in the library have no letters. They spring forth when I open them. Leafing through the atlas I project the shape of Sumatra. Whoever lights a match in the dark is inventing fire. Inside the mirror an Other waits in ambush. Whoever looks at the ocean sees England. Whoever utters a line of Liliencron has entered into battle. I have dreamed Carthage and the legions that destroyed Carthage. I have dreamed the sword and the scale. Praised be the love wherein there is no possessor and no possessed, but both surrender. Praised be the nightmare, which reveals to us that we have the power to create hell. Whoever goes down to a river goes down to the Ganges. Whoever looks at an hourglass sees the dissolution of an empire. Whoever plays with a dagger foretells the death of Caesar. Whoever dreams is every human being. In the desert I saw the young Sphinx, which has just been sculpted. There is nothing else so ancient under the sun. Everything happens for the first time, but in a way that is eternal. Whoever reads my words is inventing them.
Rebsie
Your voice reminds me of David Bowie (which is a big compliment coming from me, I bloody love him). And it's distinctively you as well ... you have a nice combination of low softness and subtle vibrato which works very well with this kind of melodic narrative.
It's nice to hear you upfront in the mix ... you have a voice well worth hearing.
Mix-wise, the strong synth sound is a little over-powering in my headphones, but otherwise the backing track fits with it very nicely. Well done both!