161: “The Creator” by Santigold
February 21, 2011 Leave a comment
New sounds. Creating new sounds can be hard. To some, it comes easy.
Santigold‘s stage name was formerly “Santogold,” but that was totally stupid so she changed it.
Anyway, this lady is definitely a creator. The intro to this song is mesmerizing from the first time you hear it. Maybe in the future it will sound passé but only because Santigold did it way back in 2008.
And now, a poem, by W.B. Yeats, from The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats. © Macmillan. Reprinted without permission, but with hopefulness.
A Drinking Song
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
Enjoy.
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