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I Remember Everything.

I Remember Everything.

The late John Prine (1946–2020), regarded as one of the most influential songwriters of his generation.

Lyrics: American singer and songwriter of country-folk music, the late John Edward Prine (1946–2020).
Vocals: American singer-songwriter and producer Brandi Marie Carlile.

I Remember Everything.

I’ve been down this road before,
I remember every tree.
Every single blade of grass,
Holds a special place for me.
I remember every town,
And every hotel room.
Every song I ever sing,
On a guitar out of tune.
I remember everything,
Things I can’t forget,
The way you turned and smiled on me,
On the night that we first met.
I remember every night,
Your ocean eyes of blue.
How I miss you in the morning light,
Like roses miss the dew.
I’ve been down this road before,
Alone as I can be,
Careful not to let my past,
Go sneaking up on me.
I’ve no future in my happiness,
Though regrets are very few.
Sometimes a little tenderness,
The best that I could do.
I remember everything,
Things I can’t forget.
Swimming pools of butterflies,
That dropped through the net.
And I remember every night,
Your ocean eyes of blue.
How I miss you in the morning light,
Like roses miss the dew.
How I miss you in the morning light,
Like roses miss the dew
.

END

Loving Him Was Easier

Loving him was easier (than anything I’ll ever do again).

Lyrics & Music: American singer, songwriter, and actor, the late Kristoffer (Kris) Kristofferson (1936 – 2024)
Vocals: American folk, pop, rock and blues singer, songwriter and author Rosanne Cash.

Loving him was easier (than anything I’ll ever do again).

I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountain in the skies,
Aching with the feeling of the freedom of an eagle when she flies.
Turning on the world the way he smiled upon my soul as I lay dying.
Healing as the colours in the sunshine and the shadows of his eyes.
Waking in the morning to the feeling of his fingers on my skin.
Wiping out the traces of the people and the places that I’ve been.
Teaching me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying.
Talking of tomorrow and the money, love, and time we had to spend.
Loving him was easier than anything I’ll ever do again.
Coming close together with a feeling that I’ve never known before in my time.
He ain’t ashamed to be a man nor afraid to be a friend.
And I don’t know the answer to the easy way he opened every door in my mind,
But dreaming was as easy as believing it was never gonna end,
And loving him was easier than anything I’ll ever do again.
Loving him was easier than anything I’ll ever do again.

END.

“Beach Boys” Frontman Brian Wilson Dead At 82 Years.

Brian Wilson, the legendary frontman and co-founder of the band “The Beach Boys”, sadly, has died at the age of 82 years. His family announced in a statement, shared on line, “We are heartbroken to announce that our beloved father Brian Wilson has passed away,” his family stated . “We are at a loss for words right now. Please respect our privacy at this time as our family is grieving. We realise that we are sharing our grief with the world.”

I Get Around

Lyrics: Beach Boys band members Brian Wilson and Mike Love.
Vocals: American Rock Band “The Beach Boys” .

Brian Wilson was born in 1942 in Hawthorne, California. He formed a group “The Beach Boys” along with his younger brothers Carl and Dennis, cousin Mike Love and friend Al Jardine; before going on to become one of America’s biggest and greatest rock bands, selling more than 100 million records globally, according to the group’s own website.

Music magazine Rolling Stone ranked them at 12 on its list of the “100 Greatest Artists of All Time”.

Wilson’s song writing with the group included three number one singles I Get Around, Help Me, Rhonda and Good Vibrations.

Wilson’s wife, Melinda passed away in 2024 after 24 years of marriage, having adopted five children; Dakota Rose, Daria Rose, Delanie Rose, Dylan and Dash, who joined his two daughters, Carnie and Wendy, from his first marriage.

In the same year his wife died (2024) it was revealed that he was suffering from dementia.

In ár gcroíthe go deo.

Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain.

Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain.

Lyrics: American musician, Hall of Fame songwriter, and music publishing executive, the late Fred Rose 1898 – 1954.
Vocals: American country, pop and bluegrass singer, songwriter and guitarist Vince Grant Gill.

Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain.

In the twilight glow I see her,
Blue eyes cryin’ in the rain.
When we kissed goodbye and parted,
I knew we’d never meet again.


Love is like a dyin’ ember,
Only memories remain.
Through the ages I’ll remember,
Blue eyes cryin’ in the rain.


Some day when we meet up yonder,
We’ll stroll hand in hand again.
And in a land that knows no partin’,
Blue eyes cryin’ in the rain.


END

Grab Your Suitcase – Thurles Park Has Begun To Vanish.

In early September 2024, we wrote that in recent weeks we had watched 10 mature trees being ripped out from their allocated space, in the now closed ‘The Source’ car park. Same were re-sown close by, behind Thurles Swimming pool.

10 trees removed from ‘The Source’ car park.

Sadly the outer bark and the roots of these 10 mature trees were extensively damaged by heavy machinery, used to rip apart the tree heel mesh grills at their base.
We forecast then that at least two of these 10 mature trees were unlikely to survive the coming winter.
It would now appear that all ten of these trees, so savagely uprooted, have vanished without trace, leaving behind small hillocks of bare earth. (I hasten to add not the work of Beavers or giant Moles).

Thurles Park“Going, Going, Gone”.

But then another shock!
The costly mural, lauded by local councillors, (who had suffered a bad announcement week), has also vanished from the same area.

We were aware that in their annual report in 2019, ‘Tidy Towns’ judges had been rather critical of this art work; unjustifiably so to my mind, again positioned to the rear end of Thurles Swimming pool. Their report had stated, quote – “with all due respect there are parts of the mural that look as if they were done by a graffiti artist”. (Obviously a prominent, leading, art critic was in their midst.)

It has taken until 2025, (six years later), to have this mural painted over, using a colour identified by locals as being “Rectum Defecatious”, same an inspirational neutral brown colour, but as yet not unveiled on this years ‘Colourtrend‘ colour card. Same colour I understand was chosen to reflect the hue projected by the River Suir from Barry’s Bridge, latter situated in the centre of Thurles town.

WARNING: Residents, with things vanishing without electors knowledge, do be very careful travelling through this area of Thurles Park, especially at night.