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What are you listening to? Part III
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Nothing's Gonna Change My Cloths – They Might Be Giants
All the people are so happy now
Their heads are cavin' in
I'm glad they are a snowman with
Protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino
That falls on different dots
And crashes into everything
That tries to make it stop
…
All the people are so happy now
Their heads are cavin' in
I'm glad they are a snowman with
Protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino
That falls on different dots
And crashes into everything
That tries to make it stop
…
And the mirror, it reflects
A tiny dancin' skeleton
Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat
And swaddled in
A furry hat, elastic mask
A pair of shiny marble dice
Some people call them snake eyes
But to me they look like mice
And nothing's smellin' like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
'Cause I know nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
All the people are so happy now
Their heads are cavin' in
I'm glad they are a snowman with
Protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino
That falls on different dots
And crashes into everything
That tries to make it stop
And nothing's smelling like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
No no no no nothing's smelling like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know that nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
A tiny dancin' skeleton
Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat
And swaddled in
A furry hat, elastic mask
A pair of shiny marble dice
Some people call them snake eyes
But to me they look like mice
And nothing's smellin' like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
'Cause I know nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
All the people are so happy now
Their heads are cavin' in
I'm glad they are a snowman with
Protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino
That falls on different dots
And crashes into everything
That tries to make it stop
And nothing's smelling like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
No no no no nothing's smelling like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know that nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
Always room in the weekend jukebox for ageless classics ... yep, that jukebox is stacking up real nice -
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"The Watermill" by Ronald Binge.
When I was a kid, this was the haunting theme music to an excellent TV adaptation of "The Wind In The Willows" and I have never forgotten it, - it held me rapt at the time - as did the story itself.
Nevertheless, it did take me years to find a decent recording of this piece of music.
When I was a kid, this was the haunting theme music to an excellent TV adaptation of "The Wind In The Willows" and I have never forgotten it, - it held me rapt at the time - as did the story itself.
Nevertheless, it did take me years to find a decent recording of this piece of music.
Who is the soloist?
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Add that to my list of favourite books…
Rat and Mole meet the Great God Pan. It stirred something in my very young self…
"The piper at the Gates of Dawn"
It is a very old CD - I paid what seemed like a fortune (over £20) for it in the early 1990s, - early 1993, I think - because I loved the music on it, admired the artists, and thought the production values were so high. Even now, over twenty years later, it is one of my favourite classical music CDs - everything about it is just superb. Well worth it, in every way.
The album itself is a Deutsche Grammophon recording, and it features the three movements of the Piano Concerto No 1 by P. I. Tchaikovsky, and the three movements of the (wonderful) Piano Concerto No 2 by Sergei Rachmaninov.
The soloist is Mikhail Rudy, and the conductor (this was the first time I had heard of him) is Mariss Jansons, who has since become very well known indeed.
Mariss Jansons is indeed a fine conductor. We were very fortunate a few years back to hear him conduct Mitsuko Uchida in the Beethoven 4… sublime… (Though I must confess I do have to close my eyes at her… her antics at the keyboard can be hilarious.)
It is winter.
And, for winter listening, I think that little can be bettered than music from the deaf genius himself, that tortured soul, (though most of the mental torturing was carried out by himself) the maestro, Ludwig van Beethoven.
The symphonies, - especially the fifth to the ninth - are all well worth a return visit.
First up, then, Beethoven's symphony No 5.
And, for winter listening, I think that little can be bettered than music from the deaf genius himself, that tortured soul, (though most of the mental torturing was carried out by himself) the maestro, Ludwig van Beethoven.
The symphonies, - especially the fifth to the ninth - are all well worth a return visit.
First up, then, Beethoven's symphony No 5.
A few from the Brazilian legends, Azymuth, (whom I had the amazing privilege of seeing actually play live, in a pub, shortly after the millennium): "Last Summer In Rio", "Jazz Carnival", "Pieces Of Ipanema" among many others.
My Brazilian mood continues: I have now graduated to listening to the wonderful funk group Os Mutantes.
Always have a soft spot for a bit of trash.
"Five Bottles of Mambo" sounds about right.
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And, nothing wrong with classy trash. Personally, I have long loved Lambada, - that was a wonderful song - and indeed Lou Bega's terrific Mambo No 5.
With Yma Sumac it is *all* about the voice and the exotic rhythms.
She was a huge star in the '50s — mostly based on the astonishing vocal range (over four octaves) she brought to her music.
Apparently she was "marketed" by her record label/management as an Incan Princess… (she was born in Peru).
Definitely an acquired taste, but she was definitely one of a kind. She appeals to my trashy/kitschy side.
A selection from The Stranglers: "No More Heroes" (I remember that song was released while I was at school - that is, to our Transatlantic Cousins - school, not university, - and I was astounded that a pop, or rock group knew enough history to have been able to reference Trotsky in a song), followed by a number of others.
These include (among others the following terrific songs): "Walk On By", "Duchess", "Who Wants The World", "Don't Bring Harry", "Peaches", "Golden Brown", "Strange Little Girl", "Cruel Garden", "La Folie", and "Waltzinblack" - which, for those of you whose memories go back that far, was the theme music for a series of Keith Floyd's cookery programmes.
And Keith Floyd - well, he was the first, or, one of the first - of the famous TV chefs. His shows were always invariably well lubricated with the joys of the grape and the grain.
These include (among others the following terrific songs): "Walk On By", "Duchess", "Who Wants The World", "Don't Bring Harry", "Peaches", "Golden Brown", "Strange Little Girl", "Cruel Garden", "La Folie", and "Waltzinblack" - which, for those of you whose memories go back that far, was the theme music for a series of Keith Floyd's cookery programmes.
And Keith Floyd - well, he was the first, or, one of the first - of the famous TV chefs. His shows were always invariably well lubricated with the joys of the grape and the grain.
i find the country music posts both amusing and bemusing...
to each his own.
and, yeah i like few country tunes.
to each his own.
and, yeah i like few country tunes.
Well, yes.
To a certain extent, I do see where you are coming from.
I have found myself less intolerant of this musical form (and the traditions that gave rise to it) as I age (gracefully, needless to say, with the sophistication and depth of a Chateau Pétrus...).
When I was younger, and more adamantly certain in my views on such things, - as the young so often are, before the messiness of life compels a slight re-examination of one's perspective - I was of the - perhaps slightly excessive - opinion that country should be nuked out of existence, and its practitioners shot on sight.
Now, I appreciate the agony, and pain in the music, and the authenticity of the grounded experience of those painfully lived lives, - not and have even acquired a limited appreciation for some of the songs......
However, as to whether it will displace Mozart in my heart, I can confidently assert that no, it will not.
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