Sunday, February 24, 2013

The story of a gun or .... there always is music

The pistol is a Fabrique Nationale/Browning Model 1922. It, and the holster, were manufactured in Germany in 1943, give or take a year. They have a story, if only they will tell it.

Let us see if the tale evolves

First in a series -- maybe

This is the first step to discover what stars might be aligned .... well, sort of .... and, as you might suspect, the pistol and the holster shown in the photograph play a role in this would-be story.

I am curious if anyone from the vicinity of Bad Muskau-Berg, District Gorlitz, Saxony, Germany: PLZ 02953, might happen to wander by my blog and to see this post. If someone does who also happens to be able to put the photo in context with local history and memorial landmarks, then, perhaps, that individual will realize what I am doing, what I am trying to uncover

Or, maybe, someone from Wrocław in Poland, known as Breslau to some, will put in an appearance here. Maybe, someone from there with a knowledge of and an interest in history will pass by my blog and read this post.

And, of course, there is the obvious. There is the name in the holster. Perhaps, someone will know the who, what, where, when, why and how of it. Perhaps.

If someone does -- and takes the time to write a comment or to contact me via email -- this first step might lead to more. If no one does, then I will look for another branch in the road.

So, then. Enough for the moment. Let us see if the steps continue, if the story evolves. Or not.
Either way, there always is music:
I've got no sense of purpose
I sit alone, I sit alone
Got no sense of belonging
Getting nowhere, can't go home

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Adrift on the River Styx

Behold, the single-masted sailboat embarking with passengers to explore the River Styx during the summer of 2012. For some, it was their last voyage. I wonder what the summer of 2013 will bring? Oh, yes. The music for our river voyage is "Out of My Mind," performed by Who Cares. The first words of the song form the last words of this post. I am certain you will recognize the band members (he says with a laugh), one of whom crossed over the river only a few days after the release of this song ....

Real music & real life still exist .... barely

Picture in your mind four houses on one side of a street and three houses on the other side of the street. In the past four months, among those seven houses there have been three deaths, one birth and one divorce. No two incidents have taken place in the same house. That means two houses have experienced nothing remarkable and five have experienced something either very good or something very bad. Well, you get my drift.

I am in one of the two house which has experienced nothing. I am sort of holding my breath. At the same time, I am sort of laughing. Sooner or later, life will overtake me one way or another -- as it does all of us -- but, I always have been the type to wear a smile and to say, "Dare you," to anyone who steps into my path. I should have been dead two or three times with that attitude, but Freyja looks over me and after me with a laugh of her own, and my Manitou has much wisdom and experience.

Freyja and Ecclesiastes have all the answers, and having an ancient Manitou by my side sometimes makes all the difference.

Never mind me. I am sort of moody this evening. Or, maybe, as the song goes:

It took a while but it drove me senseless
Now they say I’m non compos mentis
Little wonder I’m still here at all
Staring out from the guilt free on the wall

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Perhaps, the greatest love song ever

And, it is a Valentine song only for you

The lyrics from
"Who Wants to Live Forever?"
composed by Brian May of Queen
performed by Queen at Wembley 1986
There's no time for us
There's no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams
Yet slips away from us

Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
There's no chance for us
It's all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us

Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever

Who dares to love forever
Oh oo woh, when love must die

But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can live forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today

Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?


Thursday, February 7, 2013

I think I have cabin fever

It is time to be silly .... inside the Sad Cafe

The lyrics from
"Life’s Been Good"
composed by Joe Walsh
performed by Joe Walsh & The Eagles

I have a mansion
Forget the price
Ain't never been there
They tell me it's nice

I live in hotels
Tear out the walls
I have accountants
Pay for it all

They say I'm crazy but I have a good time
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime
Life's been good to me so far

My Maserati
Does one eighty-five
I lost my license
Now I don't drive

I have a limo
Ride in the back
I lock the doors
In case I'm attacked

I'm making records
My fans they can't wait
They write me letters
Tell me I'm great

So I got me an office
Gold records on the wall
Just leave a message
Maybe I'll call

Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through
(Everybody sing) I'm cool (He's cool)
I can't complain but sometimes I still do
Life's been good to me so far

I go to parties
Sometimes until four
It's hard to leave
When you can't find the door

It's tough to handle
This fortune and fame
Everybody's so different
I haven't changed

They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time
(Everybody sing) Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
I keep on going guess I'll never know why
Life's been good to me so far baby,
inside the Sad Cafe.

Friday, February 1, 2013

A feeling most of us have known

Just because it is perfect & I like it

The lyrics from
"Love Hurts"
composed by Boudleaux & Felice Bryant
performed by Gabriela Guncikova & Meryland

Love hurts, love scars, love wounds and marks
Any heart not tough or strong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud holds a lot of rain.
Love hurts. Oooh,love hurts
I'm young I know, but even so
I know a thing or two. I've learned from you.
I've really learned a lot, really learned a lot.
Love is like a flame, it burns you when it's hot.
Love hurts. Oooh, love hurts

Some fools think of happiness,
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves, I guess,
But they're not fooling me.

I know it isn't true, I know it isn't true.
Love is just a lie, made to make you blue.
Love hurts. Oooh, love hurts.
Oooh, love hurts.
Oooh, love hurts.

Something special ....