Donna Summer, I Feel Love
(I Feel Love, 1975)
One day in Berlin, Eno came running in and said “I’ve heard the sound of the future,” and I said “Come on, we’re supposed to be doing it right now.” He said “No, listen to this,” and he puts on I Feel Love by Donna Summer. Eno had gone bonkers over it, absolutely bonkers. He said “This is it, look no further. This single is going to change the sound of club music for the next fifteen years.” Which was more or less right.
— David Bowie
A film addressing psychoPathology in Business
Do you want to go on a journey?
What would you leave behind?
Listen with your soul and see,
let music blow your mind.
[so beautiful that I decided to repost]
Words by Alexa Alari
Topkapı Sarayı, Topkapi Palace, Istanbul, Turkey
“The demigods and great saintly persons showered flowers in a joyous mood, and clouds gathered in the sky and very mildly thundered, making sounds like those of the ocean’s waves. Then the Supreme Personality of Godhead, Vishnu, who is situated in the core of everyone’s heart, appeared from the heart of Devaki in the dense darkness of night, like the full moon rising on the eastern horizon, because Devaki was of the same category as Sri Krishna.”
– Srimad Bhagavatam
Canto 10, Chapter 3 “The Birth of Lord Krishna”
Verses 7-8 (an ISKCON purport.)
[Every once in a great while, Srila Prabhupada would provide hints that the Heart of the Lord is eternally pulsing adwaithic bliss in all beings. [This video offers one such hint of that advanced teaching which has survived the editorship of The Bhaktivedanta Book Trust International, Inc.]
This song reminds me of a road trip during my last year of college, and how that changed my life.
I was reading Kerouac, and like many kids who thought it cool to be a Dharma Bum, I thumbed my way across a lot of America.
On a whim me and a college buddy with a new Porsche left Statesboro, GA on Friday to attend a performance of “A View From the Bridge” but since we were facing finals we had to leave almost immediately after the show to get back for class Monday.
The day of my last final, before I had seen any test results, I accepted an unpaid apprenticeship at The Barter Theatre, where in the course of six months I did nine shows, and then moved to NYC. Within a few months I got my first off-Broadway show. It had been less than a year since I had seen View. I was 22.
That’s when the draft notice arrived.
On The Road Again; album: Boogie with Canned Heat