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I composed this song during our last vacation in the Philippines. It was developed under the impression of the loss of a close friend of mine, who died very surprisingly. This sad news reached me while we stayed there and after we had returned to germany I attended his funeral and played violin there. So I dedicate this track to my good friend
Frank Weber, Bad Homburg 1961-2015
2002 or 2004 I met him in our local pub here and we had nice times drinking beer, smoking, discussing, philosophising, playing cards, dart, all the things you would expect from the social life in a local pub. When I visited the pub not so frequently anymore we still stayed in contact and he was a regular guest at my birthday-parties. My remembrances on those times in the local pub are filled with smoke and alcohol and when I read this famous poem of Maria White Lowell it evoked immediately the special atmosphere there and I felt inspired to set it to music. Maria White Lowell can be called one of the first emancipated woman with a very interesting life-story.
Soft hangs the opiate in the brain,
And lulling soothes the edge of pain,
Till harshest sound, far off or near,
Sings floating in its mellow sphere.
What wakes me from my heavy dream?
Or am I still asleep?
Those long and soft vibrations seem
A slumbrous charm to keep.
The graceful play, a moment stopp'd,
Distance again unrolls,
Like silver balls that, softly dropp'd,
Ring into golden bowls.
I question of the poppies red,
The fairy flaunting band,
While I, a weed with drooping head
Within their phalanx stand:
"Some airy one, with scarlet cap !
The name unfold to me
Of this new minstrel who can lap
Sleep in his melody ! "
Bright grew their scarlet kerchief'd heads,
As freshening winds had blown,
And from their gently-swaying beds
They sang in undertone: ---
"O he is but a little Owl,
The smallest of his kin,
Who sits beneath the Midnight's cowl
And makes this airy din. "
"Deceitful tongues of fiery tints !
Far more than this ye know:
That he is your Enchanted Prince
Doom'd as an Owl to go."
"Now his fond play for years hath stopp'd
But nightly he unrolls
His silver ball that, softly dropp'd,
Ring into golden bowls."
credits
from Heartscore,
track released August 6, 2015
Chris: Lead vocals
Dirk: Violin, acoustic guitar (custom made by Thomas Kortmann, Oberursel), choir, production
Maria White Lowell (1821-1853): Lyrics
Picture: "A New Vice: Opium Dens in France", cover of Le Petit Journal, 5 July 1903, public domain
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