Monday, March 12, 2012

Sam Cooke in March

Art Fair week (well at least round one) has just ended in New York and it was jam packed with art, events, parties, this and that. The economy has perked back up and that means sales are up, which puts everyone in a good mood, and the weather is twinkling in the high 60s at times. It’s March Madness in sports, weather, love and art and it feels like the beginning of things to change. Is it always like this? Every year as it warms up in New York do things always feel so alive with potential? I’m not sure, maybe getting older makes time loop in funny ways. For me, I’m glad I survived this week, although with a sore throat and a few torn fingernails. Today I did a bit of spring-cleaning to embrace the coming warmth and the extra hour of sunlight. I moved plants outside, threw some dirt around for abstract sprouting, swept the floors and cleaned this space and that. I feel tired but satisfied; cleaning always has the ability to be minorly strenuous but evidentiary in reward of that strain.

I haven’t had a second to think about today’s post, all I can think about it making a sandwich on a fresh baguette. So with that I leave you with the lyrics of some of my favorite songs sung by Sam Cooke. He is the perfect reflection of my mood and delight at being able to start anew and re-invent myself once again.

(I Love You) For Sentimental Reasons, (1945 song by William “Pat” Best)

I love you for sentimental reasons
I hope you do believe me
I'll give you my heart

I love you and you alone were meant for me
Please give your loving heart to me
And say we'll never part

I think of you every morning
Dream of you every night
Darling, I'm never lonely
Whenever you are in sight

I love you for sentimental reasons
I hope you do believe me
I've given you my heart

I love you for sentimental reasons
I hope you do believe me
I've given you my heart

Ain’t Misbehavin, (1929 song by Thomas “Fats” Waller, Harry Brooks and Andy Razaf)

No one to walk with, all by myself,
No one to talk with, but I'm happy on the shelf.
Ain't Misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you

I know for certain the one I love
I'm thru with flirtin', it's just you I'm thinkin' of,
Ain't Mis-be-hav-in', I'm savin' my love for you

I'm Like Jack Horner in the corner,
I don't go nowhere, what do I care,
Your kisses are worth waitin' for, believe me

I don't stay out late, no place to go
I'm home a-bout eight, just me and my radio
Ain't Mis-be-hav-in', savin' all of my love for you