“When the deep purple falls over sleepy garden walls
And the stars begin to flicker in the sky
Through the mist of a memory you wander back to me
Breathing my name with a sigh
In the still of the night once again I hold you tight
Though you’re gone, your love lives on when moonlight beams
And as long as my heart will beat, lover we’ll always meet
Here in my deep purple dreams
Here in my deep purple dreams”
The song was written by the composer and radio performer Peter De Rose in the early 1930s, and it became a standard when the lyricist Mitchell Parish added words to it in 1938. Parish was known for sweeping, romantic lyrics – some of his other compositions include “Stardust” and “Sophisticated Lady” – and he turned the song into a touching ballad. The song was recorded by a number of orchestras, including those led by Artie Shaw, Paul Whiteman, Guy Lombardo and Larry Clinton. In 1939, it was a #1 hit for Larry McClinton and His orchestra.
Many popular vocalists also recorded it, including Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, and Sammy Davis Jr. In the Rock Era, the song charted first when Billy Ward & His Dominoes took it to #20 US in 1957 (their last crossover Top 40 hit). Tempo and Stevens had by far the biggest hit with the song, but Donny & Marie Osmond returned it to the charts in 1976 when their version hit #14 in the US.
Nino was supposed to sing the second chorus by himself, but he “blanked out,” so April fed it to him line by line as the tape was rolling. A friend listening to the recording thought that April’s “narration” would make “Deep Purple” a #1 record… but not Nino, initially – April took two months to convince him that the narration was OK. Ertegun didn’t like “Deep Purple,” either – he mothballed it and released “Paradise” instead. “Paradise” sank without a trace.
Nino demanded that Ertegun release “Deep Purple” as a single or release them from their contract from Atlantic Records. Ertegun agreed to the single release, stating that if “Deep Purple” didn’t become a hit, his and April’s contract would be terminated.
When this song was released as a single, Ahmet Ertegun had so little faith in it that he thought the B-side, “I’ve Been Carrying a Torch for You so Long That I Burned a Great Big Hole in My Heart,” had a better chance of becoming a hit.
Won the Grammy for Best Rock & Roll Recording of 1963.
I ask for prayers for myself (and my wife) tomorrow morning. I go in for another heart cath in hopes of finding the cause for my lingering angina (18 months post triple bypass). Been a rough road to recovery and am confident I have the right cardiologist for the job.
PEACE OUT ††† jw
“Photography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still.”
– Dorothea Lange
I am surely in need of a wider variety of blooms. I keep going back to my Rose of Sharon shrub. It is just so prolific and I often favor on the side of easy.
I searched for a poem, some nice words to dance with this image. But the poems all spoke louder and longer and seem to step on the toes of my image. After all the image is supposed to be worth a thousand words and all that.
Some days we fall short by a hundred or so, but we will make up for them tomorrow.
monos en theos † jas L
“Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made, and forgot to put a soul into.” ~Henry Beecher, Life Thoughts, 1858
A lovely store-bought magenta daisy. I try to buy my wife a bouquet of flowers every Monday. It warms her heart, makes me feel like a man and it gives me a photo subject that always poses nicely in the cool of our home.
I applied an oil paint effect to this image. It is such fun to play in PS and pretend I can draw or paint. I can’t even draw a straight line, but who in the hell would want to anyway!
monos en theos †††† james L
“To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion….In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.”
William Henry Channing
A powerful manifesto to live by…†…monos en theos…jim
“And suddenly you know: It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.”
It is my birthday today and I am trying to present myself with the gift of a new start
remove all the stumbles and falls of yesterday
listen to the dreams,
live at least one of them out
Know that it is never too late
sprinkle one’s self awake
New Years day in the midst of September.
monos en theos…†…jim
Locoweed, the common name of a number of different plants that poison sheep, cattle, and horses on the Great Plains. Some, such as the poison larkspur, are poisonous in themselves. Others are poisonous because they concentrate selenium that exists in the soil. Among these are the milk vetch and white locoweed. The poison affects the nervous system, causing an acute or chronic disorder called loco disease.
Loco is the Spanish word for “mad” or “insane.” The symptoms of loco disease include staggering, falling, defective vision, nausea, constipation, and loss of appetite. Affected animals may suddenly jump for no reason, or run into obstacles. The acute form may end fatally in three days. Animals suffering from the chronic form of the disease may waste away for weeks or even for months.
I think I first heard of locoweed from the old TV series Rawhide. Trail boss Gil Favor and ramrod Rowdy Yates (played by Clint Eastwood long before “Make my day” fame) encountered all kinds of pitfalls and challenges driving the herd from San Antonio TX to Sedalia MO.
Little did I know how common locoweed was and I could have inspected the mysterious plant right in my backyard of Odessa TX. I was probably more interested in having a “cool” name like Rowdy, Sheb or Wishbone instead of plain ole Jimmy.
Be aware of all that you have in your backyard. † en theos ††† jim
I have been on this cycle of rising early. It has not been intentional, just one of those patterns that naturally occurs. It has been nice as the West TX sunrises have been so outstanding. Lots of colors and patterns put up by the Master.
While it is a quiet time, I am never alone. My dogs, Clovis & Grace are always ready to go no matter what time it is. I am also always greeted and joined in company by my cat Muffs. Muffs is the most social of the three strays that occupy our yard. Muffs was deposited as a newborn kitten by his wandering mom a few years ago. He always would take food but had a circle of defense that was about 10-12 feet. When Muffs was about 6 months old, I became determined to make friends with him. I sat on the ground for about 3 hours, tossing little morsels of chow to him. He always had this longing look that he wanted to be touched, but just needed some encouragement. Since that first reluctant behind the ear scratch, he now so enjoys my companionship. I savour his curiosity in my making of photos and I swear, he comes to pose for me.
Enjoy your furry friends and the sunrise. en theos ††† jim
Some days you wake up early and wonder why?
Then you look out the kitchen window as you built the coffee, and you just whisper a wow and a thank you. Your day is started with a blessing and a prayer.
Be aware of the wonder out your kitchen window. ††† en theos †††
I have been delinquent on my posts lately. Resistance comes at you in many forms. For more than a week, mine came calling with a nagging cough that settled in my chest as bronchitis. My body went into a defensive move of slow motion. I slept away many lost hours. No sense in pining over that. Attempting to gather myself together, to see, find and make some images. I feel as though like I am passing through a zone of limited vision. A slight fog or more likely blowing dust here in the desert. In the mean time, I am pulling from the library of past times.
This lovely door was one of several in a line of small apartments in T or C, New Mexico. The colors warmed by the setting sun reflect such a glow. A nuance of bounty, of simplicity. Warming, giving off a calm amongst the vibrance.
Enjoy what you may see today. ††† en theos ††† jim
Tell people an invisible man in the sky created all things, they believe you.
Tell them what you’ve painted is wet, they have to touch it to believe.”…
George Carlin had some simple thoughts that provoked deep thought. What is the first thing we do when a server puts a plate of food in front of you and declares “hot plate”? Most of us have to take a quick touch and loudly echo “hot plate”.
Why do we often put God in the same category as wet paint and hot plates ? Somethings are meant to just be believed: a butterfly, a sunrise, a new born baby, the comfort of a pet. Not things we can touch, but yet we believe.
See God, be wowed today, try letting him touch you. ††† en theos ††† jimwork