Natural splendour, real musics, wines, wordpower
On 9 June 2015 the relevant part of the glacier and snowmelt-fed riverbed was bone dry.
But when the river rages, it uproots mighty trees, carries them for a while, then dumps them
Then, over many years, the consistently shifting, ever-swelling/shrinking river transforms their “skeletons”.
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Most of the birds pictured are migratory waders, becoming airborne from a wetland in Kutch, Gujarat, western India.
If you don’t already understand how birds fly, this post will point you to some lucid explanation.
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Make sure you first see/read (and listen to) #56 in this series – this post is a sequel to that.
Same New Zealand place, same North American song…very different results.
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Two of many definitions:
the appearance to the eye of objects in respect to their relative distance and positions
a way of thinking about something
Geographically, today’s and tomorrow’s posts involve the same location, on the same autumn 2019 day – just minutes apart, with camera pointing in much the same direction
Musically, they address the same song, as recorded in 1958 and 1956, respectively, for the same label.
Each, however, is remarkably unlike.
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Ugly Beauty is a composition by Thelonious Monk.
Received notions, prejudices and phobias can prevent people from seeing or hearing clearly.
Less so posthumously, but very much so during his lifetime, many just did not “get” Monk’s music – for reasons not hugely dissimilar to those which can blind people to an arachnid’s or a reptile’s beauty.
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Today’s song with words is a lovely celebration of daybreak on “the spine of England”.
Its image comes from “the roof of the world”, where even flat, “low” places are several thousand metres higher than England’s Pennine Hills.
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Today’s photo (copyright Doug Spencer) was taken at 7.41 am on 05 February 2020 in the Bharatpur Bird Sanctuary, Keoladeo National Park, Rajasthan.
Its musical companion is a sublime morning raga, performed by one of the Indian subcontinent’s most eloquent instrumentalists.
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The featured image (copyright Doug Spencer) shows produce being sold on the footpath in the “old city” quarter of Jaipur, Rajasthan, on 07 February 2020.
This post has two very different songs.
Neither is new, but each is fresh.
Both vividly remember the calls of actual produce sellers, but the second song is really about something that money cannot buy.
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Those pictured were about to meet the southern edge of Tasmania’s Bruny Island.
The next substantial landmass, thousands of kilometres distant, is Antarctica.
The waves which inspired today’s music broke upon a tropical, Brazilian shore.
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Literally speaking, the middle of the road is usually dangerous, and soulless.
Metaphorically speaking, “M.O.R” signifies music, visual art or literature that is bland, dull, pedestrian.
This post’s actual middle of a road is, however, “safe” only in the desirable sense, and its musical content is highly creative, very playful.
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