Saturday, February 24, 2007

Three little birds

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Blogger Jeremy said...

Song session this summer at Etheopian absorption center in Tsfat. The center was hit one week later with Katusha missiles.

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Anonymous spaceagegirl said...

And who is that shifty blond chick throwing Jeremy dirty looks? :)

That was the beginning of a blissful boundless eternal day. July 11th. Roaming music-filled alleys enveloped by beautiful happy smiling bodies of all ages, shapes and sizes. Israel National Radio. Downing whiskey shots served by lovely locals. Filling each other's brain spaces with refusniks, talks of past and future, some other non-sense--all unforgettable. Laughing like CRAZY. Shaking our asses to the beats of goa trance outside some cheesed out pizza parlor. Meeting a lonely old broken soul and making his night before the war a little more bearable. We were so happy and carefree. Unrest unfathomable incomprehensible. They say you gotta take the good with the bad. And the good was so so good...even better in lieu of...may be. And may be not. Some things are monuments to themselves. That time permanently burned into my retina was timeless. Thank you for spawning the memory darling. I owe you one. It came just in time. Seeing Simply Tsfat in concert tonight. Good call big boy.

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