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Sunday Soul – Europa 12-19

Year 11 – Playlist 14/52 – For the week of July 20th 2014

According to Herodotus, Europa is a moon-faced woman who was abducted by Zeus, masquerading as a cow, and taken out to sea against her will until she had no choice but to grasp his horn, and then his fur until she surrendered to his will. But also according to Herodotus, the great historian of things before we recorded the history of things, Europe was a little spot in the foothills of Lebanon, so maybe he meant something else? Maybe the all conquering and boy-loving Romans didn’t get the whole east west thing, and just sort of declared all that stuff up there “Europa” and left it at that – sort of like saying “out back” or “out west” right? Maybe.

One more interesting note about these things is that the wide face of a cow, the European face, is also understood to be the face of an open mind. This is why Zeus chose Europa, and it is why he loved her. Her wide and loving eyes demonstrated that she had a spirit and a mind which could embrace all things with a degree of justice and equality. The side thought here starts to confuse the cow and the woman, but it’s a fact that Europa means both “wide-faced” or even “cow-eyed” as well as “open minded.” This has been true since long before our hero Herodotus wrote that horny little story of the drowning woman clutching at horns against her will – long before Homer re-wrote it too (or was it the other way around?) Does anyone know which one of those dudes is the chicken and which one’s the egg? I could look it up, but it’s just too hot in Barcelona today, and I got woken up by a Kazoo band and a set of paper machée giants twirling in a circle, getting ready for the festival of the giants on August 15th. It was like waking up in Morocco in 1918. I loved it.

I got to Barcelona on the 14th. It was technically the 15th, but I count my days from when I wake, and not from what time it is. I mean really, who stands around at 1am thinking “oh good, it’s Tuesday!” when you still have all this Monday night to enjoy? Besides, Tuesday was my birthday and I wanted to wake up in Barcelona on my birthday, and so I did.

This place has really changed. I first discovered Barcelona in the 1980′s when they were discovering themselves following about 40 years of fascist oppression from their military leader General Francisco Franco who seized power in the late 30′s and maintained Spain with an Iron fist until his death in the mid 70′s. So when I got here ten years later I discovered nightclubs off the main streets full of mothers, grandmothers, young hungry men, open minded couples and groups of friends dancing until the sun came up, rushing home to bed for two hours, and then showing up knackered for work until 11am and then giving themselves to a deeply needed siesta for two hours of more and coming back to life – if not back to work – in the evening and doing it all over again. I fell head over heels in love with this Barcelona, and so watching her cater herself to tourism almost exclusively, and polish her new buildings and force out the arts and the character of life here feels a lot like standing on Market Street in San Francisco.

I’ve had to open my mind, and watch more closely, listen and learn and love in spite of my knee jerk opinion of despicable capitalist pigs, and the “Americanization” of Europe. I’ve listened to all sides of the experience that I can find – kids in the street who want a free Catalonia (but don’t know what they’ll do with it,) Middle class friends who love the influx of tourist money, and like the changes happening in Barcelona (new arts, new festivals, new museums, new performances, new architecture,) to the expatriate view where life is good here, but the Spanish have changed, and perhaps there is something more inspiring and less cumbersome elsewhere. Regardless, it seems that life in the world’s cities, particularly the bohemian cities, has already shifted. The same questions are being asked here as they are in Brooklyn – If not here, then where? If I don’t want to go there, then what do I do? What is causing these strange changes? What shall we do and how can I help?

I suppose, like any true free thinker, the burden of the cow-eyed beauty falls to us

now. As much as I love to grab bricks and start yelling, I think the task at hand is to open my mind, and if I can to bring love to the wound, and see and to be and thrive here, despite what money wants, and no matter what happens next.

Thank you for listening. This trip is going even better then I could have hoped. See you next week!
Love,
Sunshine

Here is the track listing for Sunday Soul: EUROPE 12-19

1. Convento Di Saint Anna – Gabriel Yared
2. Brussels Airport – Ambient Travel Recording
3. Bassballs – Demo Version – Begin
4. Walk Along – Helly Larson
5. Little Flower – Soul Minority Remix – Mark Lowry
6. Only You – King DK Remix – The Keith Thompson Project
7. Trapped – Daniel Solar Remix – Hott Lipps Inc.
8. Ille De Sable – Satoshi Tomiie’s Worn Out 707 Remix – Motor City Soul
9. Silk & Lace – Jamesen Re
10. How Do I Go On – Joeski
11. Feeling – 2DotZero
12. Stepping Stone – Millok Private Remix – Duffy
13. I Feel For You – Ben Delay Club Mix – Bob Sinclar
14. Dreams – Nova Casa
15. Lisbon Baggage Claim – Ambient Travel Recording
16. Sunday Soul – Program ID
17. Wash Away – Akshin Alizadeh
18. Sunday Soul – Program ID

Year 11 – Playlist 14|52
20 July 2014
Total Running Time: 01 Hour 33 Minutes

Buy this music if you love it. Buy it on vinyl. Play it loud. I am curating something personal for the people I love who take the time to listen. If you have feelings and would like to be stricken from the record here, please let me know and I’d be glad to never play your music here again. I’ve been mad about love before, and I totally understand.

May the stars above you shimmer and shine, guiding your heart always, all of the time. May they guide you sweetly, all the way home. And may all your sundays have soul.