Racked my brain 🧠 for years thinking of the name of this song, typed in the lyrics into the internet and nothing! Suddenly, I remembered it was called Star Suite, typed it into UTube and here it was just waiting for me to listen to again! 🎉 I had this on a CD from a NY eve club night in 2001/2 and lost it many years ago! Thank you 🤩 for sharing ❤ memories of dancing to this amazing song 🎶
House is whatever you want it to be....funky/ soulful/ jazzy/ techno/ hard...its all up to you...as long as it makes you smile/ grin/ laugh/ sing who cares.......
Tune!!! Makes me cry this record. Can hardly find the words to describe it... Lovely sentiment to the story, cracking vocals (and even makes Jazz Poetry sound like a pretty good idea) and I love the idea of delaying the chorus until 9 minutes into the song. When the chorus drops it raises it to a whole nother level. Shivers down my spine every time...
I still remember so clearly that 15 years ago, I arrived in Europe just started my study life here. I was confused, homesick and the song made me feel a sense of belonging. Now 15 years later, this song still remain such a special place in my heart, forever. ❤️ #love
The spiritual energy and connection one must have to be able to write a poem like this is truly amazing! She is definitely not your average or even above average. Then the composition put underneath it is another display of energy that cannot be put into words!
LYRICS I. New Star Home, Swimming in the warm haven, As dark as the blackest raven, She knows it is time to leave. A hand, a light leads her, Cold and bold air hits her skin, As the line she shares with her mother is cut. And she is breathing on her own, but, not alone, Today turns quickly to tomorrow, Then a week, a month, A year then five speeds by, How time flies! Until memory makes her see slowly, The other true ones faces, The secret hiding places, In the woods past the backyard, The old statues that guard, the small stream, Which gleamed In the rays of the sun, As she daydreamed, of what the world was like. And every night, she looked up to the lights, Protecting, sparkling the magic upon her, So many stars, Mars and Jupiter, And the promises of the future. A shooting star falls through the darkness, She wishes upon the naked bareness, of youth and innocence, Looking only forward to what would come next. Surrounded by ghosts of the past, With traditions and a culture that lasts, Through centuries her ancestors cast. She only wants to grow up fast and be a part of the mass. Glossy magazines enticing with images new and exciting, She sees the old as stale and boring, Starving for the new and unknown, Blown away by visual spices, Blinded by stars in her eyes, She realizes, it is time to embark on her own, This time alone. II. Fading Star First night and feeling giddy, A stranger in the city, As she smiles like a child, to the familiar sky. Starlight!, starbright!, I wish upon a star tonight! I wish I may! I wish I might! See you somewhere out tonight! Where did they go?, The stars shudder, swallowed by deafening neon lights, Drowning, impounding her senses as she tenses, Feeling defenses, her body has never known. She thought she was grown, Ready to deal, steady to feel, the new ground, But instead, her head spins around, With people walking big and talking loud, Saying nothing, going nowhere fast, This was not what she asked for. Confused by moving lips and legs, and lights that lined her mind, She escapes and hopes to wake, to a better tomorrow. She can't see, Eyes open, neighbours drunken, Empty slogans, spirits fallen, Sadness woven, innocence stolen, Hearts broken, hope forsaken, Lives tokens, dreams slighted, Rules once golden, now forgotten. And… She can’t see, into the mirror without a fear, Over her changing reflections, the soul’s contradiction, With dimming light behind her eyes, As dark as the midnight skies, But, she sees, Dem city girl with ironed curls, Whose scope and views are narrow, Emotions and perspective so shallow, Only an echo of conscience, in a space that’s hollow. That’s ignored, as they pour over catalogs, And like rouges, roam from shop to shop, Til they drop, and cops listen to Hiphop. Trying to put their fingers on their blunders, And the pulse of the street, To scare the behest of the beast, To get the deep gutural sounds of hunger and anger, Who really understand the language of the rhythm, But instead, they keep their hand on the trigger of cynicism. She sees too much, And not enough, Of what she wants to see. III. North Star The thunder, from the other side of the river, And a rush of wind, sends leaves and wings to scatter, And people run for cover, As though the rainwater will melt their ruffled feathers. Aimlessly she meanders, Taking shelter from the rain that pours, into a high-end store. Which at first she ignores, before she recognizes, The shapes colors and sizes, of stones from her own homeland. She crouches to read the caption written by hand, 'Healing rock' and stands in shock as seeing the price tag, Twenty times higher than her leather bag. She looks around and realizes, She is surrounded by pieces of her childhood. From furniture to books, she had taken for granted, And now commercialized, and tainted. A ceremonial shawl, Much like her mother wore, makes her heart sore, To see it is no more, but remade to be a bedspread, She shakes her head, then her eyes rest, On a photograph perched on top of a wooden chest, ‘Sacred skies' it read, Of the stars she'd known shining from East to West. For the first time she sees the leaves, She found what she'd missed and kissed her light filled city. Goodbye. Chorus (X2) There's a place next to the fire, So look up! Feel the sun shining on your spirit, that you bring, And the stars that guide you into the higher ground, Say goodbye! one day they'll fall from the sky, When it holds the dreams that you and I, Have all been wishing, When you need that fire! Home, It seems she left so long ago, Stepping out to taste the night, alone, She sighs in sadness at the lack of insight That everything she needed was right there. Trying to shed old skin, but the new one is too thin, Racing towards an unforeseen future, Blindly rejecting the old culture, The foundation is like quicksand, Trying to find some ground to stand, With nowhere to turn to but up, She searches the sky, until her eyes stop on one star, No bigger than a drop, amongst the millions, There's no difference. But she senses her soul reflected, And her spirit so long deflated, Begins to fill with the light she had waited for, The gate opens to flood her emotions And saturate with the stars she thought had faded. Chorus (X11) There's a place next to the fire, So look up! Feel the sun shining on your spirit, that you bring, And the stars that guide you into the higher ground, Say goodbye! one day they'll fall from the sky, When it holds the dreams that you and I, Have all been wishing, When you need that fire!
"When you heed that fire / to look up / feel the sun shining on your spirit that you bring / and the stars that guide you into / the higher ground state of mind / one day falls from the sky / waiting for the dreams that you and I / have all been wishing / when you heed that fire" 🤔
This is such an incredible record. Just downloaded Danny Krivit’s mix the vibe and he finishes with this, playing it almost in it’s entirety. I’m almost chuckling to myself about how they got this absolutely spot on! Thank you Mondo Grosso and Blaze 🙏
Thanks to DJ Iben who used to play this full length at Agora in Bergen, Norway. I couldn't remember the title and had a hard time finding it again. Had to listen through a lot Blaze tracks and remixes while searching, which wasn't much of a problem to be honest. The "shelter" keyword and the 16 minute length was what pinned it down in the end. Catch you in these comments later, I'll be back for more!
..that switch of time signature leaves me giddy. gorgeous, dancers tune. in many ways its a shame it didn't get played more often in clubs i went to, think djs felt it was too big a statement piece at 16 minutes. as a piece of music is incredible.
Major blast from the past. Unreal piece of music. They just dint make them like this any more (grandad 😀). I used to drop needle on vinyl, spark a fat joint and get lost for 20 minutes.
So soothing and soulful! I love this tune. This is proper Soulful House! It sounds too advanced for 2001, I would have thought that this tune would have come out in about 2008 or 2009. As it says in the picture House Music is like a drug.
I for the album, but the versions there Are nowhere AS on point AS this mix. Got IT reccomended just last night and been biking all over today blaring IT out LOUD. This is truly classic!
