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Julie and Josh present another short Music podcast from Belfast 

Copyright Studio2Belfast

Transcript

SPEAKER_00 2:37

I think there's always gonna be a you know, there should always be a place for a record store. It's a nice place to, you know, a nice communal place where people can come and meet and you know share a bit of knowledge and you know have a laugh on a weekend.

SPEAKER_08 2:54

Music from Belfast, number one for music. This is the Bellcaster.

SPEAKER_02 3:02

Hello and welcome to another podcast from the Bellcaster. This is Josh, and today we're doing a double header because we're joined by Julie.

SPEAKER_03 3:10

Hi, we will chat later, but let's have some more music first.

SPEAKER_01 3:13

Sorry, we're getting requests from everywhere.

SPEAKER_04 5:29

So, Josh, how are you today?

SPEAKER_02 5:31

Yeah, I'm good, thanks. I had a good day. Went for a long walk with my dog. What did you get up to today?

SPEAKER_04 5:37

Nothing as relaxed as that. I did some shopping, so kind of boring.

SPEAKER_02 5:40

Oh right, well, I hope you didn't spend too much money. Let's get on with the music.

SPEAKER_04 5:44

Good idea. Here's Dargo.

SPEAKER_08 6:10

Me preguntas por mi nombre como si fuera la primera vez. Yo sonrío, digo soy yo, te acomodo el chal otra vez, y en tus ojos hay una puerta che se va cerrando de a pie y me duele el aire quando dudas de ayer, si mi mano te llama, tú me vuelves sana, te vayas memoria, quédate un poco más, te vayas memoria, déjalo respirar. Si me olvidas por ratos, yo te voy a encontrar, te vayas memoria, me dejes atrás. Pero el nombre de este verano se te rompe al mirar, yo te canto todo se siempre para verte despedida, y aunque el mapa se te pierda, yo te sé regresa y me quedo cerca por si vuelve la luz, se quiebra tu norte, yo sé tu quieto, no te vayas memoria, quédate un poco, no te vayas memoria, déjalo respirar, si me olvidas por rato, yo te vuelvo a encontrar. No te vayas memoria, no me dejes allá. Si todo se hace niebla, yo seré tú. Si la tarde te desordena, yo te doy calor. No preguntas, no recuerdas, pero sigues aquí y en el centro de tu pecho todavía estás en ti. No te vayas, Memoria. Quédate un poco. No te vayas, Memoria.

SPEAKER_01 9:44

We cater for everybody. Um we don't segregate into groups and we don't have beginners in advance. Everybody's in together, we're all in it together.

SPEAKER_02 9:51

So Julie, it's been nice presenting this short podcast with you.

SPEAKER_04 9:54

Yes, thanks, Josh. Same here. Here's the last piece of music.

SPEAKER_07 10:07

I clean your side of the sink. I still park on my side of the driveway, like I'm saving space for someone else. Friends say I should be fine by now. Change my head, change the subject. But every time the room gets loud, I only hear you quiet exit. It's been so Since I heard you laughing in this place. It's been so, but I still set a pillow for you shake. I keep the voice light on, like you're just running late. It's been so long, but it's like yesterday. Your jacket hangs on the door, wrong season, I still won't move it. I score past your number 3 a.m. Type you up to never prove it. I tell myself I'm over it. Take new names, take new chances. But every time I almost forget, the ghost shows up in the glasses. Stop sounding like it's missing. It's been so long. It's been so long, but I still set a pillow for each shape. I keep the porch slide on I gorgeous running. It's been so long, but it's like yesterday.