little boy blue

We had our summer recital today. I played Sonata No. 5 (1st Movement) in G Major by Mozart (stupid stage fright!!). I also had a duet, with Rod, we played Two Guitars (piano).

It's funny how a smile/grin and a witty little comment can ease embarassment, cause relaxation, brighten up the day, inspire one to do the best he/she can.

Take the cue. Ü

**I can't get this song off my mind: Put Your Records On (Corinne Bailey Rae)

Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(just relax, just relax)
Don't you let those other boys fool you,
Got to love that afro hair do.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

It was more than I could take, pity for pity's sake
Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger
When you gonna realise, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.