Like I said – a new year doesn’t automatically mean a new start. Unavoidably all that baggage of the past years transfers invisibly, yet rigorously. One has to put a sort of stop-sign to it, like metaphorically stomping on the floor, saying: “This is it, this was it, on to something new.”

It’s a cold rainy January evening and I am doing something that I haven’t in a long time, because the ever so obtrusive little man on my shoulder didn’t like my taste in music or music at all – I’m listening to old playlists on my iPhone, playlists, whose songs sing of happier times, when lyrics had meaning and invited me to sing along and let myself fall into the sea of melodies …

Some songs I want to share and let the little man on my shoulder listen, if those songs doesn’t change his mind, they may annoy him away – you other readers may just enjoy them 🎶🎵

… I disconnect

Good old melancholic song from before I was born. They sure knew how to strike those certain chords back in the Seventies. This song had a special meaning for me and I am giving it a new meaning now.

Fight the clouds! Be an inhaler …

Here is true peace – here my heart knows calm …

Wonderfully sung – I have been listening to this almost daily since December, it’s the most beautiful version of ‘Lux Aeterna’ I’ve ever heard.

More is yet to come.