Music recommendations
Re: Music recommendations
Couldn't get this out of my head, (earworm,) all the time I was in Ireland...
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
Re: Music recommendations
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
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MajGenl.Meade
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Re: Music recommendations
Well I thought it Ok so that's probably rubbish then innit?
For Christianity, by identifying truth with faith, must teach-and, properly understood, does teach-that any interference with the truth is immoral. A Christian with faith has nothing to fear from the facts
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Sue, give it 2 mins, you'll fall in love.
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
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Sue U
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Re: Music recommendations
Seems very close to an aural recreation of the MDMA experience. Very nice, I like it.
GAH!
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Okay... There's all kinds of things wrong with what you just said.
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If you're stuck in a groove make it a good one!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5Xpzzp2gms
yrs,
rubato
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5Xpzzp2gms
yrs,
rubato
Re: Music recommendations
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
Re: Music recommendations
I've been listening to some old favourites again. This one is a bugger to shake out of my head.
Existence is a stage on which we pass,
a sleepwalk trick for mind and heart:
it's hopeless, I know,
but onward I must go
and try to make a start
at seeing something more than day-to-day
survival chased by final death.
If I believed this the sum
of the life to which we've come
I wouldn't waste my breath.
Somehow, there must be more.
There was a time when more was felt than
known,
but now, entrenched inside my sett,
in light more mundane, thought rattles round
my brain:
we live, we die...and yet?
In the beginning there was order and destiny
but now that path has reached the border, and
on our knees
is no way to face the future, whatever it be.
Though the forces which hold us in place
last through eons in unruffled grace
we, too, wear the face of creation.
As anti-matter sucks and pulses periodically
the bud unfolds, the bloom is dead, all space
is living history.
It seems as though time must betray us, yet
we're alive
and though I see no God to save us yet we
survive
through the centuries of progress
which don't get us very far.
All illusion! All is bogus-
we don't yet know what we are...
laughing, hoping, praying, joking, Son of Man!
With lowered eyes but lifting hearts, we're
grains of sand
and though, in time, the sea may claim us for
its own
we are the rocks which root the future - on us
it grows!
We might not be there to share it
if eternity's a jest
but I think that I can bear it
if the next life is the best.
Even if there is a heaven when we die
endless bliss would be as meaningless as the lie
that always comes as answer to the question
"Why do we see through the eyes of creation?"
Adrift without a course, it's very lonely here,
our only conjecture what lies behind the dark.
Still, I find I can cling to a lifeline,
think of a lifetime which means more
than my own one-
dreams of a grander thing than we are.
Time and Space hang heavy on my shoulders:
when all life is over who can say
no mutated force shall remain?
Though the towers of the city are denied to we
men of clay
still we know we shall scale the heights some
day.
Frightened in the silence-
frightened, but thinking very hard,
let us make computations of the stars.
Older, wiser, sadder, blinder, watch us run;
faster, longer, harder, stronger, now it comes:
colour blisters, image splinters gravitate
towards the centre, in final splendour
disintegrate.
The universe now beckons
and Man, too, must take His place...
just a few last fleeting seconds
to wander in the waste
and the children who were ourselves move on
reincarnation stills its now perfected song
and at last we are free of the bonds of creation.
All the jokers and gaolers, all the junkies and
slavers too,
all the throng who have danced a merry tune-
human we can all be,
but Humanity we must rise above,
in the name of all faith and hope and love.
There's a time for all pilgrims, and a time for
the fakers too,
there's a time when we all will stand alone and
nude;
naked to the galaxies-
naked, but clothed in the overview...
as we reach Childhood's End we start anew.
And though dark is the highway
and the peak's distance breaks my heart,
for I never shall see it, still I play my part,
believing that what waits for us
is the cosmos compared to the dust of the
past...
in the death of mere humans life shall start!
Existence is a stage on which we pass,
a sleepwalk trick for mind and heart:
it's hopeless, I know,
but onward I must go
and try to make a start
at seeing something more than day-to-day
survival chased by final death.
If I believed this the sum
of the life to which we've come
I wouldn't waste my breath.
Somehow, there must be more.
There was a time when more was felt than
known,
but now, entrenched inside my sett,
in light more mundane, thought rattles round
my brain:
we live, we die...and yet?
In the beginning there was order and destiny
but now that path has reached the border, and
on our knees
is no way to face the future, whatever it be.
Though the forces which hold us in place
last through eons in unruffled grace
we, too, wear the face of creation.
As anti-matter sucks and pulses periodically
the bud unfolds, the bloom is dead, all space
is living history.
It seems as though time must betray us, yet
we're alive
and though I see no God to save us yet we
survive
through the centuries of progress
which don't get us very far.
All illusion! All is bogus-
we don't yet know what we are...
laughing, hoping, praying, joking, Son of Man!
With lowered eyes but lifting hearts, we're
grains of sand
and though, in time, the sea may claim us for
its own
we are the rocks which root the future - on us
it grows!
We might not be there to share it
if eternity's a jest
but I think that I can bear it
if the next life is the best.
Even if there is a heaven when we die
endless bliss would be as meaningless as the lie
that always comes as answer to the question
"Why do we see through the eyes of creation?"
Adrift without a course, it's very lonely here,
our only conjecture what lies behind the dark.
Still, I find I can cling to a lifeline,
think of a lifetime which means more
than my own one-
dreams of a grander thing than we are.
Time and Space hang heavy on my shoulders:
when all life is over who can say
no mutated force shall remain?
Though the towers of the city are denied to we
men of clay
still we know we shall scale the heights some
day.
Frightened in the silence-
frightened, but thinking very hard,
let us make computations of the stars.
Older, wiser, sadder, blinder, watch us run;
faster, longer, harder, stronger, now it comes:
colour blisters, image splinters gravitate
towards the centre, in final splendour
disintegrate.
The universe now beckons
and Man, too, must take His place...
just a few last fleeting seconds
to wander in the waste
and the children who were ourselves move on
reincarnation stills its now perfected song
and at last we are free of the bonds of creation.
All the jokers and gaolers, all the junkies and
slavers too,
all the throng who have danced a merry tune-
human we can all be,
but Humanity we must rise above,
in the name of all faith and hope and love.
There's a time for all pilgrims, and a time for
the fakers too,
there's a time when we all will stand alone and
nude;
naked to the galaxies-
naked, but clothed in the overview...
as we reach Childhood's End we start anew.
And though dark is the highway
and the peak's distance breaks my heart,
for I never shall see it, still I play my part,
believing that what waits for us
is the cosmos compared to the dust of the
past...
in the death of mere humans life shall start!
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
Re: Music recommendations
They mis-spelled the album cover. Wow.
Van de Graaff generator
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Van_de_Graaff_generator
yrs,
rubato
Van de Graaff generator
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Van_de_Graaff_generator
yrs,
rubato
MISSPELLING???
I think not. The group generated the extra "R" and dropped the extra "F" as an element of artistic expression.
http://www.vandergraafgenerator.co.uk/
http://www.vandergraafgenerator.co.uk/
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oldr_n_wsr
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Re: Music recommendations
The guys from Liverpool weren't up on spelling either. 
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MajGenl.Meade
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Audrey kills at Kent Roosevelt High School - and my granddaughter Sara is the pretty one in the middle of the three backup singers. This must have been about 5 years back.
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No Greater Fool
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Re: Music recommendations
Eva Cassidy - for those who never heard of her, here's a nightline clip on her - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXU219b3Zdw
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“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
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The change of dynamics at 1:22 is just superb.
Leslie West's use of the wammy bar is so subtle, sublime.
Leslie West's use of the wammy bar is so subtle, sublime.
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”
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Sue U
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Never heard of her before. Stunning.No Greater Fool wrote:Eva Cassidy - for those who never heard of her, here's a nightline clip on her - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXU219b3Zdw
GAH!
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Same here. That was a wow.Sue U wrote:Never heard of her before. Stunning.No Greater Fool wrote:Eva Cassidy - for those who never heard of her, here's a nightline clip on her - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXU219b3Zdw
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Econoline
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WOW indeed! I clicked on some of the links and listened to her covering not only "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" but songs by Paul Simon, Hank Williams, Gordon Lightfoot, Bill Withers and many others...in versions that uniformly at least equaled and usually surpassed the originals. I'd never heard of her before either, but I'm glad that I now have. What a pity she's no longer with us.
People who are wrong are just as sure they're right as people who are right. The only difference is, they're wrong.
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Re: Music recommendations
England my country, the home of the free
Such miserable weather
But England's as happy as England can be
Why cry?
Indie pop at its finest...
“If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star. . . you'll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren't so lazy.”