DreamScenes for September 2018:
“Don’t you weep pretty baby – Don’t you weep pretty baby – You and me and the devil makes three – Don’t need no other lovin baby
Go to sleep little baby – Go to sleep little baby – Come and lay your bones on the alabaster stones – And be my ever lovin baby”
DreamScenes for August 2018:
“I got sunshine in my stomach – Like I just rocked my baby to sleep. – I got sunshine in my stomach – But I can’t keep me from creeping sleep – sleep, deep in the deep”
An extra dreamy July edition.
With, apart from the usual new releases, a fragment of Robert Kroos‘ Brainwave Set as performed in june as part of RAAR (Rotterdam Art And Radio)/Varia.
It’s cauld – it’s dark – through the dread waste
Yon starn, sae red, and sma,
Presses its weak, encumberd, beam,
To perish in the sna’.
Och! Och! it’s mirk – the furious storm,
Howls round the hill sae high;
And black, and awfu’, on the earth,
Sits down the laiden sky.
[Robert Couper, 1804]
