SECTEURFLECHE

At last Jack Dupon's "Live" Album "Bascule a Vif" a double CD on sale here, for the price of a single € 11.99: http://www.jack-dupon-rock-progressif.net/en/storeeng.html. Everything that we had hoped to achieve had come together on one special evening, in one place, two hours of pure magic!

Enfin un album 'Live" de Jack Dupon "Bascule a Vif" un double en vente ici, pour le prix d'un simple 11,99 €: http://www.jack-dupon-rock-progressif.net/shop.html Toutes nos intentions réunies en une seule soirée, deux heures de pure magie!

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Some Bizarre New Year of 2012 May the stars fulfil be i ill....

 Its great here!!! I want to dance!!!! : )) 

Bluebird by Charles Bukowski

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?

... Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free...
( Leonard Cohen )

There is another sky by Emily Dickinson

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!