1,001 San Diegan Nights

According to my WordPress dashboard widget, this is my 1001st post. Yowser. Hooray for me, I suppose. Though really I should be saying hooray for you, too – the folks that stop by, read, leave comments and share yourselves here, because I am hardly Scheherazade. I’d probably still write this blog for myself as a sort of living document, but your input has sure made this very fun.

So, rather than continue waxing and getting all smooshy with you guys, I’ll leave you with the very awesome Song of Scheherazade by Renaissance. If you’re my age, or thereabouts, and got into “symphonic” prog-rock, then you probably know Renaissance.

This was from my first Renaissance album when I was 12 or 13 and I still love it, and never really get tired of Annie Haslam’s 4+ octave vocal range. Stunning voice.

If the embedded song doesn’t play, go here.

Song of Scheherazade, Renaissance


“The Sultan”

Sultan king cruel majesty
Ordered that his women die
A single night this for all his wives
Takes his pleasure then their lives

And so for many days with the dawn
The sultan had his way
Wives were put to death
His name on their dying breath

Then one day as the evening came
Sultan sends for him a wife
Choose her well charms I wish to see
Bring her, send her in to me

Then came Scheherazade to his side
And her beauty shone
Like a flower grown
Gentle as he’d ever known

Scheherazade bewitched him
With songs of jewelled keys
Princes and of heroes
And eastern fantasies

Told him tales of sultans
And talismans and rings
A thousand and one nights she sang
To entertain her king
She sings, Scheherazade, Scheherazade, etc

“The Young Prince And The Young Princess As Told By Scheherazade”

And you would cause the sun to see your light
And then be shamed
You cover darkness with a thousand secret flames
With your love, oh my love, oh my love, my love
And I would cause the winds to blow a hundred different days
And bring the perfumes of the gardens of the ways
Of your love, oh my love, oh my love, my love

Crystal and the clay, nights and the days
All on the prince’s seal
Eagle of the sky, lion of the earth
This is what the seal is worth, what the seal is worth
Holds all of the dreams of a man
Tapestries, wishes of man, pictures and visions of man
The spirit of the soul of the man
And he would vow to love her for the rest of all his days

“The Festival”

Sheherazade this day is yours
The bearers of your gifts now all around you stand
The finest silk made in the land
Is waiting for your choice
It shimmers at your hand
Sheherazade your life is one
You have today the sultan’s love
The people watch you step into the sun
Stalls and bars of every kind
Food piled high on woven leaves for all to eat
Drums and flutes at every turn
The music winding, twisting through the crowded streets
Caravans from far away bring people laughing
People come to see the sultan in Baghdad today

Scheherazade her name is known
Her tale is told
The sultan let her life be spared
The festival begins this day
To celebrate her fame
The people sing her praise
Stories sung, the crowds are dancing
To the music and the entertainment all the voices sing
The people call to see the king
The sultan smiles
His story just begun
The sultan and Sheherazade are one
Scheherazade, Scheherazade

She told him tales of sultans and talismans and rings
A thousand and one nights she sang to entertain her king
She sings, Scheherazade, Sheherazade, Scheherazade, etc.

14 thoughts on “1,001 San Diegan Nights

  1. Well done, Steve! Here’s to the next 1001! I don’t remember Renaissance, but I like it. Reminds me of Phantom of the Opera. I love the flute, too. (That reminds me of Jethro Tull.)

  2. Congratulations, Steve. As much as I love stories and storytelling, I never liked the tale of Scheherazade. I was always horrified by her marriage to a serial killer. And sure, her story ended happily, but she had to sweat it out for a thousand and one nights with this man. But I hope your thousand and one tales came about far more happily, and your next thousand still happier.

    • Thanks HG! It’s been a fun ride. When I was checking out that I had the correct spelling of Scheherazade, I found out that in the original tale, the Sultan had run out of eligible virgin girls and Scheherazade was his daughter.

      Which raises the creepiness factor considerably!

      • I regularly “prune.” It’s because I truly don’t believe whatever I write is that great — even back when I did mostly creative stuff instead of brain vomit.

        I have a stack of old journals about a foot high that I haven’t burned yet. I think I will burn them when we start heating with wood. So far, my parents can’t keep up the fire while I’m away at work but when it gets cold enough, they somehow find the energy…

        Yes, BOOK BURNING! (but it’s my own, so it’s okay)

  3. I’m inspired by how fresh and well-crafted your blog is after so long. Have there been turning points for you? Directions you took that surprised you? Did you ever have a spell of doldrums? What keeps this place vital for you?

    • Thanks SS!!

      This blog has certainly been a work in progress, but I think my writing “voice” has gotten stronger over the years. When I first started, I wrote a lot of Philadelphia Eagles games recaps, but now there are so many places to find smart/snarky sports commentary, I’ve let that slide. In their place, and in addition I’ve found topics that I’m really interested in — that it turns out that others are interested in too — science education, books, movies, current events.

      But I think the thing that has kept it fresh has been the continual influx of new readers and finding new blogs to read. That’s giving me ideas and inspiration probably more than anything.

      Also, you often read where facebook and twitter killed blogging — and they certainly did cull the ranks of people who decided that they’d rather post status updates than paragraphs. But what they left behind was a community that was blogging because they WANTED to and had something to say. I’m happy to be a participant of that community!

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