DIDN’T YOU THINK YOU WERE WORTH ANYTHING? – The Vampire's Wife

DIDN’T YOU THINK YOU WERE WORTH ANYTHING? Listening to DJ Lonny’s amazing show Americana Deep Dive on Lewes Radio, that is full of esoteric wonders from the American canon, and swooning to the version of Lucinda Williams' song, ‘Sweet Old World’ by Emmylou Harris, which really is one of the great lyrics of all time. What a voice! What a deep song of wonder and instruction, that exists on a whole other level. Here is a rare piece of footage of Emmylou singing this wonderful song with Neil Young. Love Susie.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWshf9Or6ac

Sweet Old World

See what you lost when you left this world

This sweet old world

See what you lost when you left this world

This sweet old world

The breath from your own lips

The touch of fingertips

A sweet and tender kiss

The sound of a midnight train

Wearing someone's ring

Someone calling your name

Somebody so warm

Cradled in your arms

Didn't you think

You were worth anything

See what you lost when you left this world

This sweet old world

See what you lost when you left this world

This sweet old world

Millions of us in love

Promises made good

Your own flesh and blood

Looking for some truth

Dancing with no shoes

The beat

The rhythm

The blues

The pounding of your heart's drum

Together with another one

Didn't you think anyone loved you

See what you lost when you left this world

This sweet old world

See what you lost when you left this world

This sweet old world

See what you lost when you left this world

This sweet old world

See what you lost when you left this world

This sweet old world

Songwriters: Lucinda Williams

I COME FROM THERE

I love this poem, Tropical Town, by Salomón de la Selva. The poet was born in 1893, in León, Nicaragua, writing in both Spanish and English. He was active throughout his life in numerous labour and political movements He died on February 5, 1959. I love the line ‘I come from there…’, suggesting that the poet is an immigrant, far from home, dreaming of the repose of the cemetery, ‘where the green trees are.’ So very beautiful.

YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOVE

Someone called Vivienne from Auckland sent this beautiful poem/piece of philosophy from Pádraig Ó Tuama to my husband’s Red Hand Files this week. Such a wondrous thing as it falls to its very most simple and touching conclusion. Thank you, Vivienne, for enriching our little corners!

GRETA BELLAMACINA IN VENICE

Actress, poet, filmmaker, style icon and dear friend, Greta Bellamacina prepares to take on Venice Film Festival in her bespoke Raspberry Vampire’s Wife Dress and Cape. ‘There's such a magic to the shape of the dress–and the colour. It felt very special. There's also this timelessness to it. A lot of pieces from The Vampire’s Wife transcend the decades,' Greta says of the dresses. We adore Greta here at The Vampire’s Wife. Love Susie. x Black Under Heaven everything lives unnerved tiny cups and scissors hungover lilies in heaven marching in glass on the table our child arranging the sky,...

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