"Pongáio" was the name my Aunt Mona gave to a long, green, cool room where we gathered at her home —
replete with comfy chairs, a rocker, sewing machine, sewing goods, beautiful beads, shelves, books, bibelots, photographs, odds'n'ends, mementos of a life, treasures —
a gathering of all the useful & 'useless' things that so make life a pleasure.

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

St. Cecilia, ... really?

I read someplace that Cecilia, Simon and Garfunkel's jolly tune, is based on Saint Cecilia... er... really?
Aaah... as in:
"The song does reference St. Cecilia and describes Simon's frustration with his muse leaving him and his jubilation upon her return"  
(had this quote written down in a notebook... have to try and see from where I got it)

I always loved this song so nice to know not just about a flighty girlfriend, but about the artist's muse. And it's rhythm also goes along perfectly well with the rhythm of opening a can with and old fashioned can-opener!

                                        — Simon & Garfunkel

                             Cecilia, you're breaking my heart,
                             You're shaking my confidence daily.
                             Oh Cecilia, I'm down on m my knees,
                             I'm begging you please to come home.
                             Come on home


                             Making love in the afternoon
                             with Cecilia up in my bedroom,
                             I got up to wash my face
                             When I come back to bed,
                             Someone's taken my place


                             She loves me again,
                             I fall on the floor and I'm laughing
                             She loves me again,
                             I fall on the floor and I'm laughing

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