The chronicles of Ruin, continued.
Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do.
Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here.
10 September 2009 22:59
Beautiful - though I feel rather melancholy now. Love Nina Simone.
"Come to me my meloncholy baby, cuddle up an don't be blue..."
A very nice thing, thank you Mr Ishmael.
It is a very nice thing, here as long as cyberspace endures.I was looking for the original and came across this, pain and beauty; as you say, melancholia exhaled; space, rudiments of accompaniment, less is more than enough.My piano teacher used to say The most important note you play is the last one.
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