the day the music died

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

Don McLean – American Pie

 

thank you for the music

Thank you for the music, the songs I’m singing
Thanks for all the joy they’re bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

Abba – Thank You for the Music
(or the metal tribute version)

All pictures are of street musicians in Barcelona, March 2008 (n0.3 = Javier van Velthoven, no.4 = Leonardo Trincabelli)
Thank you all for the music.