Audiogrammes

Just saw the Killing‘s season 2 Finale.
Sarah Lund is definitely Copenhagen’s biggest export since Danish Butter Cookies…
And then, the craziest thing happened: I had just finished typing this first sentence when I got a call from Denmark!
Of course when I picked up, I got the all-too familiar sound of a cellphone bouncing in somebody’s pocket. That’s what you get when you’re name starts with an A and you’re the first number in everybody’s phonebook.
But that was a sweet mistake indeed…

Transition: The picture illustrating this post is DR Byen by night and I had ended my previous post with a link to Mashrou’ Leila‘s latest EP.

Most of the people reading this blog know that Leila isn’t a girl and the band’s name should be understood as “overnight project”.

And then I remembered the first few lines of one of Morphine‘s best tracks.

You’re the night, Lilah. A little girl lost in the woods.
You’re a folk tale, the unexplainable

You’re a bedtime story. The one that keeps the curtains closed.
I hope you’re waiting for me cause I can’t make it on my own.
I can’t make it on my own.

“The Night” (Mediafire link)

Turns out, Mark Sandman was probably also playing on ليلة / ليلى

Of course, my tired brain followed that convoluted hyperlink with a logical musical leap to Eric Clapton’s “Layla”.
Not the unplugged one.
No lyrics equating Pattie Boyd to Majnun’s Layla.
Just the epic part that starts halfway though the original version.
The instumental Scorsese used in “Goodfellas”.

And that scene transported me back to Beirut in the early nineties where a third Leila appeared, followed by a group of hunters.

Yeah I know, you’re saying it can’t be: he’s posting corny Cabrel songs!!!
But listen to it: Leïla et les chasseurs (Mediafire Link)

Leïla, si tu savais les yeux qu’elle a
Quand elle voit s’approcher les chasseurs
[…]
Elle rêve d’un fragile, d’un fou
Qui l’embrasse au quinzième rendez-vous
Qui tremble en lui prenant la main
Et surtout qui ne dise rien

In my teenage years, it contributed to some of the most naive and persistent theories on love I’ve ever come up with.

Anyway…

Hi hi CPH!

See you in my next life!