A Circus Mind Playlist

etta james – i got you babe

If the clouds are looming too close overhead or the drops of rain are leaving you soaking wet, you can turn your skittish shuffle into a confident strut and slow gait, spread your arms wide, look directly to the sky and stick your tongue out and feel the drops collide with your lips and the good lord in sweet heaven will surely be impressed as the shine in your eyes reflects the magic of the stars in which God sits.  I got you babe, I got it licked!

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justice – on’n’on (rick rubin remix)

I would like to be bopping down the street dodging the cracks that break your mother’s back, past the graffiti, past the Coca Cola trash. The rattle of the crawling traffic so ever present that it is in my mind so forever distant. Briefly blinded by the light turning right off of the downtown buildings, I keep on moving, the glare keeps burning, and I enter the building. Rick Rubin at the controls of this epic remixing, behind black glasses my soul he is fixing, while my feet be spinning to what should be the soundtrack to my night beginning ….on’n’on.

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bahamas – i got you babe

This makes me feel free like water splashed on my tongue from the hose, feeling loose like the splash of the Sunday sun warming my nose and I’m carefree and not really sure about the words and don’t really care what he be singing bout, just the lazy beat and the smile it puts on my mouth. My neck rolls and nothing matters but the squeal of the guitar and I am wishing you were standing beside me inside a sweaty South By bar, walking kicking gravel dirt not worrying about work, worry bout nothing but the sweat in your eyes and then the solo hits and we find out that even that worry was a lie…I got you babe!

Bahamas – I got you Babe

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the oh hello’s – hello my old heart

And the clouds cleared and the sun looked down lazily heating the day casually and we find ourselves on a Saturday strumming melodies, bah da buh, bah da buh, bah da buh, in the quest to pull my old heart out of the coffee caffeine heating winter and the spring of my mind and my eyes for summertime, I glaze past the lyrical longing for an old heart and peel the blood red layers of pumping valves and Valentine art, and hum along to the bah da buh’s and bah da buh’s past the winter time war.

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santigold – big mouth

Uh yes! Make me move I want to move, skip skip it’s the beats that bounce the bricks and the perfect tongue holding the perfect wit. I can feel the city breathe, absorbing the anxious reality, I mean the big big city and well, the other side of me, the un-New York City, the un-city street, the un-back alley side of me feels the primal scream in me, the alone desert dancing care free side of me, the loin cloth me, the wondering caravan in me feels nothing, but movement and ecstasy and when i shut my big mouth i hope you are dancing next to me

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maxence cyrin – where is my mind

Haunting keys, like the kind you find as the leaves curl in the wind around the lamp post of a cobble stone street of a January day, in the corner of your mind from the movie you can’t seem to place, all of the color of the movie and the color of the day seems to be washed away, standing frozen without a thought or a care, you slowly come to and slowly become aware, that the bellowing soprano never arrived and the words were never whispered alive, the thoughts never came and the smile came across your face, as you put the song in its place, heard the last note fade, and turned and walked away, and you, so proud of yourself, laughed and asked yourself,’where is my mind?’