My Faith is a sunrise,
When the thick darkness of night clouds all,
She bursts forth and illumines my horizon.
My hope is a phoenix.
Though burned in the flames of trial,
She arises from the ashes of impossible despair.
My love is a King,
With murderers and whores in his bloodline,
Who died like a criminal.
Every once in a while a movie really captures you, and this one fits the bill.
Without spoiling it too much, it’s basically different take on the usual rags-to-riches deal – an underdog story with a difference. The film is a documentary about a mysterious musician by the name of Sixto Rodriguez, who should by all accounts have been big, but never really made it. Bizarrely his music became hugely popular in South Africa, and the documentary follows some South African journalists who go on the hunt for the mysterious story of Rodriguez. Continue reading ‘Searching For Sugar Man’ – Music For Searching Souls