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#DaCaLuf 143: Austin Dream on a Sea Of Ice


Dream #3: Austin” off “:^D” (2011) and “Reflected.10×10” (2012) soundtracks a 2-hour Bellais family hike on a “sea of ice” near El Chaltén, the “trekking capital of Argentina.”

DaCaLuF – épisode 143 from David Bellais on Vimeo.
Paso del Viento … une belle rando pour découvrir la mer de glace. (El Chaltén, Argentine)
Musique: “Dream #3: Austin” par Westy Reflector (westyreflector.net)

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The Bellais Family is traveling around the world in a converted old fire truck for 2-years. They’ve used a few of my tracks in their video episodes, and it’s an absolute kick to follow along and hear my songs pop up every so often. Follow them here:

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Pied dedans, plein les yeux et le vent dans le dos!


beautiful blurs

My wife, Cat, is an xclnt, award-winning film & tv costume designer, and my front row seat to her work is electrifying and teeming with inspiration. That said, her job takes her away from me, sometimes quite distant, for very long stretches.

When she filmed Kill Bill in 2002, she shuttled between Los Angeles, Tokyo and Beijing for 8 months, came home to NYC for 1 week and then went to Mexico and LA for 3 more months. During that production, including the 7 days she was home, we saw each other a grand total of 23 days. Most of her jobs aren’t that far-flung, but even when she works close by for a few months, as she did in Boston on last year’s The Heat, seeing her often, or at all, is always difficult. Now, Cat is again away – this time in New Orleans until July on a film called Untitled Texas Buddy Comedy.

Longing is as much a process as an emotion. You can miss something, or someone, without longing for it, or her, or him. Once the longing sets in, though, that’s where the heartbreak starts. Collected here are tracks I’ve written over the last 10 years to deal with various states of longing. In these songs, I see evolution, but also constant threads, in my perspective on Cat’s absences. If you’ve ever longed for someone – or some time or place or thing – you’ll relate.

You and I never get enough
Time to make
More than a beautiful blur


Just Like Midnight (video)

Just Like Midnight.

An old-fashioned heartbreak song off my 2011 record, married to 8mm home movie clips from the 1950s. The reels, recently re-discovered and converted, were shot by my grandfather, uncles and dad. You get 10 points if you can spot Morey Amsterdam.


Dream #3: Austin

A year ago I was in Austin for xmas/new year and wrote this on the plane rides there and back. In the track, six bigfancy city characters dream of escaping to Austin. A couple of them do and stay. It’s that kind of place.

“Tonight I’m leaving this big city and all its bullsh*t,
Where my friends have to clear their names
And the snow has to clear itself.
I want to drive all night with some music loud,
Fly away on a song,
Hold you in my arms and get to a place
Where nothing goes wrong.

There’s magic in this crazy world that’s sometimes hard to see
And there’s times I drift away in an Austin dream.”

“I got resolutions to get myself out of this dirty town
B/c the snow is all turnin’ black while all the trains melt down.
I don’t want you wondering just how long it’s been
Since it’s been you
Taking that lakefront road, taking every risk
Just to feel something new

There’s magic in this mad mad mad world you see
Drifting away in an Austin dream.”

“I think they like us there because we’re from far away.”
“That’s why we’re always welcome back
And why we really shouldn’t stay.”
“We got a three-day drive through desert nights
And a couple thousand songs,
But we’re gonna write one more and get one more night
Where nothing goes wrong.”

“There’s magic in this crazy world you just need to believe
That you can live and breathe and die inside a dream.

You see I found myself in Austin that new years eve,
And now I find myself in Austin almost every time I dream.”


:^D

01 June 2011

Always In The Sky
What Friends Were
Eff It Up
Everything Blue
Idle Words
Just Like Midnight
Dream #3: Austin
Beautiful Blur
Such Great Heights

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Always In The Sky

just a dj on a downtown A
sleepin it off to get up 1/2 awake
for a dead-end gig in the Rockaways
he sees this girl transfer from the D
dreams in her head, kid asleep on the seat
she’s always on his train
and always in the sky

she can’t know the sky
she can’t see the sky
she can’t have the sky
but she’s always in the sky

he pictures her as Grace
spinning records into the empty space
over the ocean off the Rockaways
her beauty is her pain
the moon’s behind clouds; the sun don’t play
she just loses days
always in the sky

she can’t know the sky
she can’t see the sky
but she’s always in the sky
she can’t dream the sky
she can’t live the sky
but she’s always in the sky

we’ve been (radiated)^3
always in the sky

always in the sky
always in the sky
so perfect it makes you high
always in the sky
always in the sky
so perfect you never want to say good-bye

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What Friends Were

a twistytrack nod to the wombats’ “moving to new york” and how real friends forgive.
i wrote it after living on the internet.

the past slides down a bottomless wall
over miles upon miles of one-way calls
man, it’s been years
since that open-arm town.

if you knew who your friends were
you wouldn’t go back.
there’s just no way
you would ever say that
friends like those would ever take you back.

in ninety four you swore you wrote the code
and you and me we chose to give up all control.
now we can never be invisible
or keep floodlights off our fears.

if you knew who
your friends were
you would never go back.

if you knew who your friends were
you wouldn’t go back.
there’s just no way
you would ever say that
friends like those would ever take you back.


Eff It Up

stuff heard through the walls and vents. muffled, but clear enough.

(he said)
“I’ve given half my life
For the common good
And I’ve given away the rest
the best of me

everybody owns me
but nobody runs me
So now I get to be
the bitch of your worst dreams”

(she said)
“I gave all my life
Just to be with you
Here’s everything you need
And what do you do?

You effed it up
Like you always do
You effed it up
Don’t worry it’s no use
You just eff it up
Like you always do”

(all together now)
“You eff it up
Like you always do
Eff it up
Don’t worry it’s no use
You just eff it up
Like you always do”


Beautiful Blur

this song was inspired by a night at pinky masters bar, savannah, ga. the jukebox was connected to the master blaster so it found us brandy by the looking glass and then walking on a dream by empire of the sun. nights that never end are still never enough time, tho.

Hello from the road
I got a thousand miles to go
Last night, we made a beautiful blur
You set me free

You and I never get enough
Time to make
More than a beautiful blur

Last night under the stars
Your words whippin’ like wind around a car
We had nothing to lose
Except time

Hello from the road
It’s a favorite song
Hey Savannah, yeah play it one more time
Set me free

You and I never get enough
Time to make
More than a beautiful blur


Idle Words


An old song that felt like now.
Recorded with a band for the first time this week.

Sittin down with my friend
Strumming those same three chords
Don’t it make no words sound like so much more
There’s just nothing new to say when everything is
Falling apart

Idle words float on by

There’s too many times I can’t begin to say
I’m on the verge of something big it just blows away
Into idle words

Ideas cloud my head
I can’t sort through
Here comes one more song written about you
‘cause every time I turn around these chords
They turn into…

Idle words floating by they bring me down down down

There’s too many times I can’t begin to say
I’m on the verge of something big it just blows away
Into idle words

November 1989, August 2009
Westy and Jerry Reflector


Just Like Midnight

hey, old friend.

It’s always midnight
Somewhere else in the world
It’s always midnight
In a place that only lives for today

I know it ain’t right
The way our world ends tonight
But there’s nowhere to go
When you never ever never…never ever know
More than midnight

It’s always midnight
To someone without shelter
It’s always midnight
To a man with no sense of tomorrow

When you only know daylight of a lover’s life
You never get the daybreak, never see the heartache, never sleep off the fights
You never get more than midnight

Well, if you believe in fate, you cannot live in fear
Because nothing then is unknown
All your choices lead to here

So let’s make a toast to love
But also to the conflicted life
Because struggle makes love deeper
And brings real friends to light
Just like midnight
Just like midnight

February 2010