there are always brazilian boys to discover
I’m freshly home from the radiant heat of Austin, feeling simultaneously drained and energized, emptied and full. As I drove home from the airport today on a suddenly warm spring day, all the windows in the car open and the plains wide around me, I played this song on repeat for about an hour (because I do that).
For as many times as I have heard this song, it hit me fresh today; it sums up everything I am feeling right now, a celebration of long days left to breathe and breathe deeply. It explodes with an irrefutable joy, from the opening intricate handclap percussion to the final chimey tones that sound like stars coming out one at a time. The vibrancy of the string section threatens to overwhelm, and the bright golden horn cadences sound like a mariachi band coming to take me away to an adventure.
Borders can’t keep me if Rio will have me.
Rio – Hey Marseilles
Silhouette seasons and faraway reasons are all I have now
borders can’t keep me if Rio will have me, to dance and to drown
take to the harbor like sails to set
sleep for the evening and failed regret
hold on to skylines of pale and cold
clouds on horizons and love to grow old
On the way I will go
where the days left to breathe
are not gone
are still long
I am traveling on
Love is a hazard in lower Manhattan
you cannot escape, and mustn’t be saddened
by men who abandon your eyes for another’s;
there are always Brazilian boys to discover
So set your sights straight now and don’t forget pain
drink ’til the morning becomes yesterday
think of the shorelines you have yet to see
men who will hold you with eyes you believe
Hey Marseilles are from Seattle, and have a superb album out called To Travels and Trunks. I have a huge crush.
Name: Heather Browne
