This song is for that Spanish Professor and Clarissa. It is truly American, and it explains a great deal. * I hope, but cannot promise, to be at Rising Tide today. This year August 29 falls again on a Monday, as it did in 2005. Classes had just started and things were hectic, and we were … More Gates of Eden
De la musique, pour le weekend. Either I will go to Rising Tide, or to something even more audacious. Axé.
Axé.
“Me got to go pole my pirogue across the bayou.” Here is the most interesting version of this song. There is also a Chicano version: Axé.
…et alia. To inaugurate Monday. Axé.
A payada sung in 2010, in a prison in the province of Córdoba, Argentina. Para que vean todavía queda algo relativamente auténtico en este mundo degradado, said I, attempting to affect a milonga-style world-weariness. Axé.
Axé.
We are now taking nominations of versions of this song — Armstrong versions of it, of course — to decide which is the most syncopated and has the most swing. Leave suggestions in the comments box, y’all, and discuss! Axé.
School is starting soon, and we must away. Can you ever say farewell to the Faroes? Axé.
It’s the tonic, man — it’s the jelly — and a builder. Honey child won’t you go with me — back to the West Indies? Axé.
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