I used to DJ an internet radio show and for a while I've been thinking about doing it again. I was introduced to so much diverse music thanks to my listeners sending in requests. That's part of what I miss- the adventure of discovery. I've taken a poll tonight, asking what my Pagan Friends have been listening to. I personally have Firebird's Child by SJ Tucker stuck in my head! What are you listening to, Pagan-wise? Kindly share in comments here or on the facebook page!
Songs stuck in other heads:
Calling the twelve Gods - Daemonia Nymphe
The Magus - Cassandra Syndrome
The Burning Times - Charlie Murphy
Mind Of The Wonderful - Blank & Jones
Hope you've had a bit of fun discovering some new songs along with me. I'll leave you tonight with the video for the number one Pagan song virus, Inkubus Sukubus and their Wytches Chant. It really is a good bedtime song!
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Monday, August 22, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Guest Blogging
Tonight, after my technical difficulties last week, I finally sent off my guest article for The Pagan Mom Blog. It's about Hermes and Hecate as a divine pair. I'm not going to post about it here, that would defeat the point of a guest blog. If she posts it, I will link to it here. If she doesn't want to post it, I'll post it here myself :)
As for having guest bloggers here: I would love to have a few (Dusio isn't a guest, he's part of the team :P). I'm going to post a question to a few of our fellows, I'm going to interview some fine folks, and I'm going to have a Trivia contest! By "Trivia" I don't mean silly bits of random knowledge that not too many people know (I suppose that's the theme of this whole blog haha!). I intend it to be a laurel for someone who can look into the past, the present and the future on a particular topic, as does the Lady of the Crossroads. But that's far into the future. First things first: Talk to the people I respect and ask them to share their insights on everything Italian.
Tonight we dashed outside to play with lucciolas! Fireflies! They were everywhere this evening. I don't like to "catch" them, so I'l put out my hand and invite them to land. Kiddo was too anxious and asked me to go chase them lol I find that if I stand still, put out my hand and call to them, they will come. Several checked us out tonight. Two tickled my hand, but wouldn't commit. Can't blame them. Next time!
I wish I could post a lucciola song, but alas I haven't yet found one on the interwebs. Here's one of the fun songs we sang outside tonight. It's a drinking song that could easily be Irish if played with different instruments. Don't worry, only I sang the happy saluting part:
L'acqua fa male
il vino fa cantare
Bevevano i nostri padri? Si!
bevevano le nostre madri? Si!
e noi che figli siamo
beviam beviam beviamo
The water is bad,
The wine is singing.
Do we drink to our Fathers? Yes!
Do we drink to our Mothers? Yes!
We who are their children,
we drink we drink we drink
It goes on, but basically, it's all about drinking and toasting, what they're drinking, and chugging the
whole keg. I picked this first video, despite the crappy sound quality, because the ladies are getting into it!
I've added a second option because in that one you can hear the military-esque cadence.
As for having guest bloggers here: I would love to have a few (Dusio isn't a guest, he's part of the team :P). I'm going to post a question to a few of our fellows, I'm going to interview some fine folks, and I'm going to have a Trivia contest! By "Trivia" I don't mean silly bits of random knowledge that not too many people know (I suppose that's the theme of this whole blog haha!). I intend it to be a laurel for someone who can look into the past, the present and the future on a particular topic, as does the Lady of the Crossroads. But that's far into the future. First things first: Talk to the people I respect and ask them to share their insights on everything Italian.
Tonight we dashed outside to play with lucciolas! Fireflies! They were everywhere this evening. I don't like to "catch" them, so I'l put out my hand and invite them to land. Kiddo was too anxious and asked me to go chase them lol I find that if I stand still, put out my hand and call to them, they will come. Several checked us out tonight. Two tickled my hand, but wouldn't commit. Can't blame them. Next time!
I wish I could post a lucciola song, but alas I haven't yet found one on the interwebs. Here's one of the fun songs we sang outside tonight. It's a drinking song that could easily be Irish if played with different instruments. Don't worry, only I sang the happy saluting part:
L'acqua fa male
il vino fa cantare
Bevevano i nostri padri? Si!
bevevano le nostre madri? Si!
e noi che figli siamo
beviam beviam beviamo
The water is bad,
The wine is singing.
Do we drink to our Fathers? Yes!
Do we drink to our Mothers? Yes!
We who are their children,
we drink we drink we drink
It goes on, but basically, it's all about drinking and toasting, what they're drinking, and chugging the
whole keg. I picked this first video, despite the crappy sound quality, because the ladies are getting into it!
I've added a second option because in that one you can hear the military-esque cadence.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
A childhood memory...
There's a song my Grandfather would sing to me, usually while we were working outside together in the garden; It was about a donkey pulling a cart and when we got to a certain part, I got to hee-haw and make donkey noises. There were also parts where you pointed to your face and tapped your chest, and all manner of involvement which makes the song fun for kids.
I've always wanted to sing this song to my kiddo, but although I know how to pronounce the main words and the chorus, I couldn't remember the whole thing, and with the Sicilian language, the spelling isn't so intuitive. Being the Queen of Google searches, I've been astonished to not have found this song over the years with a quick 'net search. The song was even used in the Godfather movies, and more than once! He sings it while waiting at Ellis Island and it's used again in #3.
Today, I was determined!!! Kiddo lo0o0o0o0o0oves Eh Cumpari, and I've got him bopping to Mezza Luna Mare (it's such a bright and happy song, who cares that it's one big dirty joke? lol), but I've always wanted to sing the donkey song with him.
I finally found it: 'U sciccareddu! Sometimes called U sciccareddu Siciliano, aka The Donkey Song!
I'm sharing the lyrics here. There are variations ranging from a different word here or there to entirely different or additional verses:
What does it all mean? It's something along the lines of: I had a little donkey, it was really funny (awesome?) I've killed my poor ass. What a beautiful voice he had, like a great tenor. When he sang he went: he-haw, he-haw, he-haw.. My donkey love, I will never forget you. Ah, the triple meanings.
There's a youtube video of a mom and little boy singing the song and doing the gestures. I came across it when I did a search for the song. I'd feel strange posting that here, even tho it's exactly what I've been talking about in this post. When I saw the video, the memories flooded back. I don't just mean thinking about my Grandfather in general, I mean very specific memories of being 2 years old and out in the garden, singing this song, gathering vegetables, trimming plants, weeding, and doing the things that make family a Family. I feel incredibly blessed to have had that growing up: A sense of Heritage, both mundane and magickal. When I head back outside with kiddo tomorrow morning to work on the labyrinth, I'll finally get to teach him this song and I can already feel Gramps smiling on the endeavor. It feels like that tingle of Magic. That, I think is the main difference with "Strega" and Wiccans: In general, Wiccans have their mundane life and then they have their magic life: It's more compartmentalized/they have to work harder for it, like learning another language. Italians are a magickal people: it's our native tongue. The magic is so well woven into the fabric of every day life that it's inseparable- you don't have to think about it because it's always there and always in use. Even with most being Catholic (and you know I maintain that Catholicism is just repackaged Roman Paganism) they have a magickal flow to life: The intergration is nearly seamless: Their religious life isn't confined to an hour on Sundays- it's how you plant the garden, it's the art of cooking, it's knowing the times to honor different aspects of life, it's the thousands of little traditions that are so ingrained that though many have lost the origin of the practice, they know to do it because they know it works and because there is a certain respect for who and what came before. Italians, as a people, are lucky to have that bond of Heritage and Tradition. Italian-Americans who have it are luckier still that it was brought here across the ocean.
Here's a youtube video of the song. Aside from the one of the mom and her son, this is my favorite, because someone got their Zia to sing it on camera. It's not a professional, it's not a group crooning at a festival, it's just the family sitting around the table and singing one of the songs, recording it so they'd have it always. She also does the donkey part right: Funny, not operatic! It's a very dramatic song and then suddenly the singer busts out with donkey sounds! It's supposed to be funny, not some Pavoratti-esque thing. Ah, the ego. Get it out of the way and make with the funny! Italians know that humor is part of magic too! Enjoy! Back tomorrow, perhaps with more songs, perhaps with a labyrinth update- it's as much a surprise to me as it is to you!
I've changed my mind. They have 1400 hits, I think they're ok with people watching it/ Here's the Mom and Son:
I've always wanted to sing this song to my kiddo, but although I know how to pronounce the main words and the chorus, I couldn't remember the whole thing, and with the Sicilian language, the spelling isn't so intuitive. Being the Queen of Google searches, I've been astonished to not have found this song over the years with a quick 'net search. The song was even used in the Godfather movies, and more than once! He sings it while waiting at Ellis Island and it's used again in #3.
Today, I was determined!!! Kiddo lo0o0o0o0o0oves Eh Cumpari, and I've got him bopping to Mezza Luna Mare (it's such a bright and happy song, who cares that it's one big dirty joke? lol), but I've always wanted to sing the donkey song with him.
I finally found it: 'U sciccareddu! Sometimes called U sciccareddu Siciliano, aka The Donkey Song!
I'm sharing the lyrics here. There are variations ranging from a different word here or there to entirely different or additional verses:
'U sciccareddu
Avia 'nu sciaccareddu
ma veru sapuritu
a mia mi l'ammazzaru,
poveru sceccu miu.
*Chorus:
*Chi bedda vuci avia,
paria nu gran tenuri
sciccareddu di lu me cori
comu io t'haiu a scurdari. (2 v.)
E quannu arragghiava facia
hee-haw, hee-haw, hee-haw
sciccareddu di lu me cori
comu io t'haiu a scurdari. (2 v.)*
Quannu 'ncuntrava nu cumpagnu
subito lu ciarava,
e doppu l'arraspava
cu granni carità .
(Chorus)
Purtannulu a bivirari
virennu l'erba vagnata
lu mussu 'nzuccaratu
di 'nterra 'ncelu spincia.
Chi bedda vuci avia
paria un gran tinuri
sciccareddu di lu me cori
campa tu e cu mori mori. (2 v.)
What does it all mean? It's something along the lines of: I had a little donkey, it was really funny (awesome?) I've killed my poor ass. What a beautiful voice he had, like a great tenor. When he sang he went: he-haw, he-haw, he-haw.. My donkey love, I will never forget you. Ah, the triple meanings.
There's a youtube video of a mom and little boy singing the song and doing the gestures. I came across it when I did a search for the song. I'd feel strange posting that here, even tho it's exactly what I've been talking about in this post. When I saw the video, the memories flooded back. I don't just mean thinking about my Grandfather in general, I mean very specific memories of being 2 years old and out in the garden, singing this song, gathering vegetables, trimming plants, weeding, and doing the things that make family a Family. I feel incredibly blessed to have had that growing up: A sense of Heritage, both mundane and magickal. When I head back outside with kiddo tomorrow morning to work on the labyrinth, I'll finally get to teach him this song and I can already feel Gramps smiling on the endeavor. It feels like that tingle of Magic. That, I think is the main difference with "Strega" and Wiccans: In general, Wiccans have their mundane life and then they have their magic life: It's more compartmentalized/they have to work harder for it, like learning another language. Italians are a magickal people: it's our native tongue. The magic is so well woven into the fabric of every day life that it's inseparable- you don't have to think about it because it's always there and always in use. Even with most being Catholic (and you know I maintain that Catholicism is just repackaged Roman Paganism) they have a magickal flow to life: The intergration is nearly seamless: Their religious life isn't confined to an hour on Sundays- it's how you plant the garden, it's the art of cooking, it's knowing the times to honor different aspects of life, it's the thousands of little traditions that are so ingrained that though many have lost the origin of the practice, they know to do it because they know it works and because there is a certain respect for who and what came before. Italians, as a people, are lucky to have that bond of Heritage and Tradition. Italian-Americans who have it are luckier still that it was brought here across the ocean.
Here's a youtube video of the song. Aside from the one of the mom and her son, this is my favorite, because someone got their Zia to sing it on camera. It's not a professional, it's not a group crooning at a festival, it's just the family sitting around the table and singing one of the songs, recording it so they'd have it always. She also does the donkey part right: Funny, not operatic! It's a very dramatic song and then suddenly the singer busts out with donkey sounds! It's supposed to be funny, not some Pavoratti-esque thing. Ah, the ego. Get it out of the way and make with the funny! Italians know that humor is part of magic too! Enjoy! Back tomorrow, perhaps with more songs, perhaps with a labyrinth update- it's as much a surprise to me as it is to you!
I've changed my mind. They have 1400 hits, I think they're ok with people watching it/ Here's the Mom and Son:
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Sex! Drugs! Rock and Roll! Yeah it's an "adult content" post.
About time, huh? I gave a nod to Dionysus last night so let's continue the theme tonight.
Sex!
Pagan views on sex: I think this is the one place where the Wiccan Rede actually works: "An' it harm none, do what you will." Seriously, if it's not hurting someone (especially yourself) physically, mentally, or emotionally, it's no one's business but yours. Let us heed the words of the wise triplicity of Goddesses known as Salt n Peppa:
If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight
It's none of your business
And she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend
It's none of your business
Now you shouldn't even get into who I'm givin' skins to
It's none of your business
So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time
It's none of your business
Why is sex so evil to some religions? Power. Sex is power. How can an institution control that? Shame, guilt, misinformation.... Another book on my list is Sex at Dawn. Check it out if you can!
So what's this power thing? How is it powerful? It can manifest another human being. Pretty effing powerful magick if you ask me. Sex doesn't always result in pregnancy and birth, but it is still the ultimate raising and release of energy. Next time you take that particular trip, when pregnancy isn't the goal, focus on an intent. When you reach the pinnacle, send that release of energy towards your intent. Don't get so caught up that you chisel yourself out of the fun. If that happens, just work with it. You'll get the hang of it. This isn't going to be a huge treatise on sex magick. Instead, think of this as me pointing out a door. I'm Morpheus. No, not the one who causes sleep. Maybe, I don't know- do my posts put you to sleep? lol
I don't have a specific spell to share, but I have a favorite method: Consider the intent. Decide on which deities to work with. Pick appropriate sigils. Pick an appropriate oil. Pick the appropriate astrological hour. Write a rhyming couplet stating the intent. I make an offering of wine or whatever is appropriate to the deities I'm working with. At the appointed hour, I delineate sacred space, call my Guardians, call the Deities involved, and anoint my 2nd chakra with the oil. The use of the sigils are easier for women to work into this than for a man. Men may draw the sigil in oil on their 2nd chakra. Using hands only, work towards orgasm using the sigil pattern. Like I said, easier for a woman than a man. Visualize the intent and the sigil, especially at the moment of release. It's like any other spell where energy has been raised and released, but this is coming from a place in which manifestation of the physical form is possible. I find it works best with goals related to the physical plane and to healing. This also works for those who are technically infertile. If you're wondering about my incense choice, I use something appropriate to the Deities I'm working with.
Drugs!
Some Buddhist monks say that the drug ecstasy actually helps you to achieve ecstasy. This is one of many articles about it. I've never done E myself but I'm curious to see if it matches up with the experiences I've had.
Rock n Roll!
What, besides an actual O or, according to that article the drug ecstasy, is better for letting go of all the mental blocks than music? Some of the best music is about sex and drugs and the state of ecstasy. Here's a really interesting paper on the mosh pit as ritual! It's a pdf dowload, but a quick and interesting read!
I'll leave you with one of the greatest musical artists ever singing about tonight's topic. The brighter the flame, the faster the candle burns out.
Purple haze all around
Don't know if I'm comin' up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me
Sex!
Pagan views on sex: I think this is the one place where the Wiccan Rede actually works: "An' it harm none, do what you will." Seriously, if it's not hurting someone (especially yourself) physically, mentally, or emotionally, it's no one's business but yours. Let us heed the words of the wise triplicity of Goddesses known as Salt n Peppa:
If I wanna take a guy home with me tonight
It's none of your business
And she wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend
It's none of your business
Now you shouldn't even get into who I'm givin' skins to
It's none of your business
So don't try to change my mind, I'll tell you one more time
It's none of your business
Why is sex so evil to some religions? Power. Sex is power. How can an institution control that? Shame, guilt, misinformation.... Another book on my list is Sex at Dawn. Check it out if you can!
So what's this power thing? How is it powerful? It can manifest another human being. Pretty effing powerful magick if you ask me. Sex doesn't always result in pregnancy and birth, but it is still the ultimate raising and release of energy. Next time you take that particular trip, when pregnancy isn't the goal, focus on an intent. When you reach the pinnacle, send that release of energy towards your intent. Don't get so caught up that you chisel yourself out of the fun. If that happens, just work with it. You'll get the hang of it. This isn't going to be a huge treatise on sex magick. Instead, think of this as me pointing out a door. I'm Morpheus. No, not the one who causes sleep. Maybe, I don't know- do my posts put you to sleep? lol
I don't have a specific spell to share, but I have a favorite method: Consider the intent. Decide on which deities to work with. Pick appropriate sigils. Pick an appropriate oil. Pick the appropriate astrological hour. Write a rhyming couplet stating the intent. I make an offering of wine or whatever is appropriate to the deities I'm working with. At the appointed hour, I delineate sacred space, call my Guardians, call the Deities involved, and anoint my 2nd chakra with the oil. The use of the sigils are easier for women to work into this than for a man. Men may draw the sigil in oil on their 2nd chakra. Using hands only, work towards orgasm using the sigil pattern. Like I said, easier for a woman than a man. Visualize the intent and the sigil, especially at the moment of release. It's like any other spell where energy has been raised and released, but this is coming from a place in which manifestation of the physical form is possible. I find it works best with goals related to the physical plane and to healing. This also works for those who are technically infertile. If you're wondering about my incense choice, I use something appropriate to the Deities I'm working with.
Drugs!
Some Buddhist monks say that the drug ecstasy actually helps you to achieve ecstasy. This is one of many articles about it. I've never done E myself but I'm curious to see if it matches up with the experiences I've had.
Rock n Roll!
What, besides an actual O or, according to that article the drug ecstasy, is better for letting go of all the mental blocks than music? Some of the best music is about sex and drugs and the state of ecstasy. Here's a really interesting paper on the mosh pit as ritual! It's a pdf dowload, but a quick and interesting read!
I'll leave you with one of the greatest musical artists ever singing about tonight's topic. The brighter the flame, the faster the candle burns out.
Purple haze all around
Don't know if I'm comin' up or down
Am I happy or in misery?
Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me
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