Fictional meeting (scene - outdoor table of Paris restaurant in 1972), between Simone de Beauvoir, John-Paul Sartre, Michel Foucault, Claire Parnet and Gilles Deleuze. The 'mister' is the 'mister death' of E.E. Cummings. Claire Parnet is still young, and very much alive.

Lyrics

Claire and Simone
sitting at a table
in Hausmannian loveshine (chorus: sunshine)
Having a real good time
makin fun of the boys John-Paul

was wearing a suit
he looked just like an undertaker
Gilles couldn’t hardly breath for laughing
spilt coffee on his purple sweater

The ladies were teasing Michel as well
dressed up like a biker
black leather jacketed biker
with his roll neck sweater below
should ha left the jacket at home
Simone told him

she said he looked like a criminal

and Michel smiled and liked that a lot
and Claire smiled and liked that a lot
and Gilles smiled and liked that a lot
and JP said ‘nothing’

Haussmanian loveshine
philosophical sunshine
ontological outfits...what you gonna do?

There was a clean white linen tablecloth
with half a lemon on the table
cos someone thought
Simone wanted lemon in her tea

She asked the waiter for an ashtray for JP
and make it snappy if you please
cos he was telling how his mother was a stranger
and how his father’s death had been a blessing
cos he never met him

and they laughed about that too
in Haussmanian loveshine
philosophical sunshine
ontological outfits

with lemons on the table in the sunshine
in the spring of seventy two
talking bout 68
don’t talk about 68 again
cos times listening

There was half a lemon on the table
in the sunshine
by Foucault
just a minute ago...

and what i want to know is
what I really what to know is

where’s your blue eyedboy mister?
where’s your browneyed girl mister?

what i want to know is

how d’you like your blueeyed boy?
how do you like your browneyed girl?
how d’you like your blueeyed boy?
how do you like your browneyed girl....mister...mister?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
how do you like em?
now?

Claire et Simone
assis à une table
en haussmannien loveshine (refrain : soleil)
Passer un vrai bon moment
se moquer des garçons John-Paul

portait un costume
il ressemblait à un croque-mort
Gilles avait du mal à respirer de rire
café renversé sur son pull violet

Les dames taquinaient Michel aussi
habillé comme un motard
motard en cuir noir
avec son pull col roulé en dessous
aurait dû laisser la veste à la maison
Simone lui a dit

elle a dit qu'il ressemblait à un criminel

et Michel souriait et aimait beaucoup ça
et Claire a souri et a beaucoup aimé
et Gilles souriait et aimait beaucoup ça
et JP a dit "rien"

L'amour haussmannien
soleil philosophique
tenues ontologiques... qu'est-ce que tu vas faire ?

Il y avait une nappe de lin blanc propre
avec un demi-citron sur la table
Parce que quelqu'un a pensé
Simone voulait du citron dans son thé

Elle a demandé au serveur un cendrier pour JP
et rendez-le accrocheur s'il vous plaît
Parce qu'il racontait que sa mère était une étrangère
et comment la mort de son père avait été une bénédiction
Parce qu'il ne l'a jamais rencontré

et ils en ont ri aussi
en loveshine haussmannien
soleil philosophique
tenues ontologiques

avec des citrons sur la table au soleil
au printemps de soixante-douze
parler de 68
ne parle plus du 68
parce que le temps écoute

Il y avait un demi-citron sur la table
dans le rayon de soleil
par Foucault
il y a juste une minute...

et ce que je veux savoir c'est
ce que je dois vraiment savoir, c'est

où est ton garçon aux yeux bleus monsieur?
où est votre fille aux yeux bruns monsieur?

ce que je veux savoir c'est

comment trouvez-vous votre garçon aux yeux bleus?
comment aimez-vous votre fille aux yeux bruns?
comment trouvez-vous votre garçon aux yeux bleus?
comment aimez-vous votre fille aux yeux bruns .... monsieur ... monsieur?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
comment les aimes-tu?
maintenant?

Loveshine

My daughter's quote...






























"Angels talking through your music....."

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Husycki król

Zaiste,
kto ma uszy, 
niechaj słucha

kto ma oczy, 
niechaj patrzy

chwasty są piękne 
(wystarczy się schylić)

deszcz pada zawsze 
pod jedynym właściwym 
kątem

fala prado-
podobieństwa
załamuje się 
tam, gdzie było
jej sądzone

a dźwięk 
uderza z idealną 
częstotliwością

pomysł z 
harmonią sfer
był oczywiście 
błędny
pod względem 
naukowym

ale to jeden
ze szczytów
ludzkiej
poezji

moment
kiedy przez
stroboskopowe 
światło
frunie
okruch prawdy

The Hussite king

Indeed,
who has ears
let him listen

who has eyes
let him watch

the weeds are beautiful
(just bend down)

rain always fall
under the only right one
angle

wave of probability
breaks down
right where
she should

and the sound
hits with perfect
frequency

idea of 
harmony of the spheres
was of course
wrong
in scientific manner

but it's one
from the heights of
human
poetry

moment
when by
strobe
light
flies
a piece of truth









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sluchaja panstwo utworow z plyty skalom stac i grozic/you are listening to tracks from album stones are made to stay and threaten




ciekawe, co się stało/i wonder what happend
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Beltona Sutherlanda/of Belton Sutherland
ten czarny geniusz/this black genius
o migdałowym wykroju oczu/
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starym głosie/old voice
przypominający mi chwilami dziadka Mietka/
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pojawia się na scenie tylko raz/
appears on the stage once only

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oto ojciec
hello,world?

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nikt nie slucha muzyki/nobody listen to the music
wszyscy na działkach/everybody on dachas
albo na spacerze albo w łózku/or walking or laying in the bed
albo w pracy/or at work






puste parkingi /empty parkings
nie mamy lodu/we dont have an ice
to najzimniejsza cola jaką mam/it is the coolest cocke i have
mogę panu wyjąć/i can can give you another one from refrigator






zdrój jana/the spring of john

prosze dmuchnac w alkomat/please blow into breathylezer
nie dmucham/I don`t blow
to jedziemy na badanie krwi/Lets go for blood examination
mogę alkomat?/can I have this breathylezer?

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Sometimes introspective; always driven by a wider social conscience and a sense of human fragility. Touching on topics that tear at the heart of the human condition (loneliness, love and loss, homelessness/poverty, social exclusion).  And, there again, what’s a songsmith if not a conjurer of dreams? Dreams to lift us, if but for a moment, above the dull vicissitudes of life. Dreams of a world reimagined, that brave souls will always aspire to whatever the cost (Martin Luther King Jr...). A glimmer of unfeigned empathy. A glimpse of sunshine after rain. Music offered as a little healing for troubled times; a solace for the soul; a little heartfelt scattering of dreams - tread softly! 'Our life is no dream; but it ought to become one, and perhaps will' (Novalis)

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