Pleasures for my ears

. . . recently presented to me.

Nightly problems

Pondering about this and that, about an hour ago when watching the stars, out of the blue I heard myself softly whistling a melody. On and on. Must have once been a catchy song. Who sung it?
Five minutes ago I remembered.
So, having at least one problem solved, I may put my head on the pillow.
The peace of the night.






Merci, Miriam Makeba

Merci, Miriam Makeba

I look at a stream and I see myself: a native South African, flowing irresistibly over hard obstacles until they become smooth and, one day, disappear - flowing from an origin that has been forgotten toward an end that will never be.
Miriam Makeba [March 4th, 1932 - November 10th, 2008]

Better than any of my words, the following videos (thanks to those who offer to share them) will let you understand, perhaps even feel why I would feel deep respect for this woman, since I happened to hear her voice for the first time.


UN [1963]




Soweto Blues [1966]



Khawuleza [1966]



Pata Pata