Conference hydra::dejavu

    yes, of course, cindy - for at least 11 yrs now...
    i didn't know he did new age stuff, though; i thought he did
    sentimental, old standards.   maybe it's a different franks - or he's
    entered a new dimension i haven't heard yet...

    I like Michale Franks too, have several of his CD's.  He has been
    around for many years according to the blurb about him on the inserts,
    but I first discovered him on that New Age radio station in Boston that
    was sold a couple of years ago.
    
    Some of Michael's phrases that tickle me --
    
     Popsicle Toes
     "Peaches" (what he calls his girl)
    
    How did you discover him, Cin?
    
    	*Stella*

    
    Hi fellow MF fans (;^)  Wonderful!
    
    I think, judging by the progression of the CDs, that somewhere in the
    last decade or so, he tapped into other dimensions.  Yet it's not
    really 'new age' per se...rather they're extremely subtle references 
    and unless you comb through the lyrics, you won't really notice them.    
    
    A former DEJAVUer named Brian MacKrill introduced me to him a
    few years ago with a tape sent from Australia.  But only in recent
    months did I play it through again and become a real fan of his work. 
    Since then I have purchased just about all of his 12 CDs or so, and 
    am really enjoying them.  He's quite the romantic.  If time permits, 
    I may enter some of his lyrics here...and feel free to do the same if
    you'd like to.
    
    Cindy
    
    PS. I was hoping Brian would make it up for the DEJAVU party, however
        his business trip was canceled.  So he'll be with us in spirit.
        He noted here in the 1990-1991 timeframe, as a then contractor in
        Digital Holland.

    	"That's why I practice and practice,
    	 and I chew on some cactus,
    	 and I give my pistols a twirl;
    
    	 Roll up a load, Roll down the road,
    	 I go Downtown, wrestle a live nude girl....
    
     	 I go Downtown..."
    
     		I think that was from Birchfield Nines.... I've been a
    Michael Franks fan since about '78, when KKGO (L.A. jazz station at the
    time) was playing his music, The Art of Tea. M.F. has always been
    renowned for excellent backing musicians & clean engineering. Trivia:
    on the Art of Tea, he was backed by 2/3 of the Crusaders; Jow Sample,
    Wilton Fender, and Larry Carlton (honorary Crusader)...
    
    	And, of course, the deeper metaphysical meanings of his music is
    apparent to the most casual observer, as evidenced in the above
    excerpt.... :^)
    
    -Chuck (Eggplant affectionado, except raw with mayonaise... ewwww!)
    

    
    Ditto, Chuck!  
    
    Cindy

    re: -1
    
    Cindy,
    
    Is that 'ditto' on the music, or 'ditto' on the eggplant recipe? ;^)
    
    Mary

    
    Both, Mary!  (;^)  

    and you should try Cindy's eggplant parmesean recipe. Talk about
    heavenly and magically delicious. :-) Maybe some for the party huh
    maybe? I'll help pay for it if Cindy cooks it. :-)
    
    Bright Blessings,
    
    PJ

    Cindy!  How beautiful!  Thanks for entering it.

    
    Michael Franks is now putting out a newsletter, and you can have your
    name added to the distribution list by sending your request to this
    address:
    			Michael Franks
    			Twenty-Nine Palms Music
    			Post Office Box 80
    			West Hurley, NY  12498
    
    My first issue - *the* first issue - arrived over this last weekend,
    and it was quite enjoyable - 4 pages long.
    
    Cindy

	How I Remember You, by Michael Franks

	If it's true from the Start
	That the names of those we love
	Are written on our hearts
	And we search 'till we find
	In this jungle of confusion
	Something that reminds us
	How we love each other
	Then I think I've found the clue
	Because I'm certain I remember you

	Through my window I see
	How the seasons change like notes
	Within some Harmony
	But the love in our eyes
	Is an endless summer
	Is a joy that magnifies
	Each time we touch each other
	And it feels like DEJAVU (;^)
	As my heart reveals 
	How I remember you

	Day after day I'm amazed
	How our love intensifies
	In every way it resembles Forever
	Abandons us never

	Like the sunlight that shines
	Like the fragrance of the rose
	No single word defines
	We are tuned to the Sound
	That displays creation
	That our lives revolve around
	And searching for each other
	From a million hearts we choose
	You remember me and I remember you

	A chorus of sparrows in summer
	Is how I remember you
	The fire of maples in autumn
	Is how I remember you
	The silence of snowfall in winter
	Is how I remember you
	
	* This song from his "Dragonfly Summer" CD

    Thanks for entering those beautiful thoughts, Cindy.

	Soul Mate, by Michael Franks

	I know whereof I speak
	Believe me
	When it comes to the subject
	Of loneliness look it up you'll see
	There's a picture of me

	But that's ancient history now
	Completely
	Now when it comes to the subject
	Of happiness I'm the man to see
	And my advice in summary:

	Look for a soul mate
	Someone whose love will go the Distance
	Stop collecting only temporary hearts
	Just find a soul mate
	And then let go of your resistance
	Youll live happy ever after from the start
	
	You'll need a soul mate
	Before your house of cards collapses
	Whose devotion's like a candle in the night
	Locate a soul mate 
	To help you navigate the rapids
	That rise up along the river of your life

	It's you or do my eyes deceive me?
	Like divine intervention
	You gave your heart to me for keeps
	I knew I was in deep

	This feeling I have it never leaves me
	What a perfect invention
	Love is.  It soothes the savage beast
	These words of wisdom I repeat
	
	* This song from his "Dragonfly Summer" CD