Solo Una Canzone
OTfiore wrote:La prima fini nell'88...
nel 90/91 gli americani decisero...
ma non andiamo off topic..
rilassiamoci con la musica
Presumo che fiore si riferisca in realtà al conflitto Iran-Iraq che durò circa 8 anni e terminò, appunto, nel 1988.
La "Guerra del Golfo", ovvero la liberazione del Kuwait dall'invasione irachena, ebbe luogo tra l'inverno del 1990 e la primavera (beh, quasi...) del 1991.
/OT
In questi giorni mi trovo molto spesso ad ascoltare "Dogs" di Damien Rice (cantautore inglese che mi piace parecchio).
è un pezzo molto dolce...sarà perchè lo collego ad una ragazza (che mi piace molto), ma ...bhe ascoltatelo.
sono quelle canzoni che in certi momenti senti particolarmente tue.
Buona serata..
è un pezzo molto dolce...sarà perchè lo collego ad una ragazza (che mi piace molto), ma ...bhe ascoltatelo.
sono quelle canzoni che in certi momenti senti particolarmente tue.
Buona serata..
Ho avuto il piacere di ascoltare dal vivo Damien Rice in concerto a Ferrara quest'estate. Sono andato perché mi piacevano le sue canzoni, ovviamente. Ma è stata comunque una sorpresa: bravissimo! Gran voce, cosa che non traspare in modo così evidente dalle registrazioni in studio.moondog wrote:In questi giorni mi trovo molto spesso ad ascoltare "Dogs" di Damien Rice (cantautore inglese che mi piace parecchio).
Bella Dogs: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ONzuRSCZbls
She lives with an orange tree
The girl that does yoga
She picks the dead ones from the ground
When we come over
And she gives
I get
Without getting anything to me
Like a morning sun
Like a morning
Like a morning sun
Good good morning sun
The girl that does yoga
He lives in a little house
On the side of a little hill
Picks the litter from the ground
Litter little brother spills
He gives
I get
Without giving anything to me
And the dogs they run
And the dogs they
And the dogs they run
In the good good morning sun
Side of a little hill
The litter little brother spills
The side of a little hill
Oh and she's always dressed in white
She's like an angel and she burns my eyes
Oh and she turns she pulls a smile
We drive her round and she drives us wild
Oh and she moves like a little girl
I become a child and she moves my world
And she gets splashed in pain and turns away and leaves me standing
She lives with an orange tree
The girl that does yoga
Got a wolf to keep her warm
When he comes over
She gives
He gets
Without giving anything to see
And the day ends
And the day it
And the day ends
And there's no need for me
The girls that does yoga
When we come over
The girls that does yoga
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Questa canzone sprigiona un'energia che travolgerebbe anche un morto dopo averlo risvegliato 
e ve la regalo nell'indimenticabile concerto cui ho assistito l'anno scorso a West Palm Beach Dave Matthews Band-"Warehouse"
e ve la regalo nell'indimenticabile concerto cui ho assistito l'anno scorso a West Palm Beach Dave Matthews Band-"Warehouse"Siate affamati. Siate folli (Steve Jobs)
Si Peter...impossibile stare fermi...ma il titolo è SuperstitionPeterpan wrote:Chi di Stevie Wonder colpisce...
Nessuno ha citato Supersticious, pezzo in cui il basso è valorizzato in maniera favolosa. Una canzone con cui è difficile non ballare.
Comunque, bellissima l'idea di Ismene...
Bhe, tiriamo in ballo il mio "cantante" preferito (tra apici, perchè Stevie oltre ad essere un cantante è un poeta e un fantastico pianista...).
Vi cito dunque Sensuous Whisper. Un brano strepitoso, coinvolgente e fantastico da suonare
. Il brano è contenuto in Conversation Peace; qui Stevie ci dimostra, come in ogni suo pezzo d'altronde, come possa utilizzare la voce a proprio piacimento... 
E' davvero spettacolare...eccovi il testo:
I've seen you, I saw you, I see you
Without little notice, if any at all
Of you knowing me watchin you
You walking, you talking, you smiling
You styling in everything your body wears
And that's not just a point of view
They're painting, they're ranting, they're raving
About miss lovely got it going on
From head down to her toes
And no one knows better than I know
Cause I've been listening to the spirit of
Your body, mind and soul
It's a sensuous whisper
That makes my body weak
It's that sensuous whisper
That's sweeter than the sweetest sweet
It's that sensuous whisper
That makes my psyche say
Ooh we, ooh wee, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we
Can feel you, can smell you, can taste you
Though my senses never had the pleasure of
That lovely wonderment
But I start to shaking, I shiver, to think that little sparkle in your eye
Means you are giving me some kind of hint
I'm ready, I'm willing, I'm able
In fact those words are at the tip of my tongue
Eagerly waiting for me to say
Then you smile and whisper how are you?
But when I move my lips and try to speak the words just go away
It's a sensuous whisper
That makes my body weak
It's that sensuous whisper
That's sweeter than the sweetest sweet
It's that sensuous whisper
That makes my psyche say
Ooh wee, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we
It's that sensuous whisper that's got me trippin out
It's that sensuous whisper
That I don't wanna do without
It's that sensuous whisper
That makes me want to shout
Ooh we, ooh wee, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we
I don't even care how long it takes
As long as I have you lying next to me
Cause to wait forever and a day
Is a small price to pay if it's you I'm getting
If it's you I'm getting, I'm not quitting
And that is how I'm living
I'm clinging, not dreaming, but scheming
With my nose against the grind and both my eyes focused upon the prize
I think it, I trust it, I know it
Your love that I've longed for is gonna be mine
Good things do come in time
I'm right on the rythm you're givin
But this is more than giving up some casual mental telepathy
The music, the candles, the champagne and all that's needed
Is one thing to give it authenticity
It's a sensuous whisper
That makes my body weak
It's that sensuous whisper that's sweeter than the sweetest sweet
It's that sensuous whisper
That makes my psyche say
Ooh wee, ooh wee, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we
It's that sensuous whisper
That's got me trippin out
It's that sensuous whisper
That I don't wanna do without
It's that sensuous whisper
That makes me want to shout
Ooh we, ooh wee, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we
It's a sensuous whisper
That makes my body rock
It's that sensuous whisper
That makes me beg baby don't ever stop
It's that sensuous whisper
That always get me hot, baby
Ooh wee, ooh wee, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we
It's that sensuous whisper
That makes me feel alright
It's that sensuous whisper
That keep me wanting you morning, noon and every single night
It's that sensuous whisper
Don't want you out of my sight, baby
Ooh we, ooh wee, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we, ooh we
Ottimo da ascoltare se siete felici o se volete rallegrarvi
(Stevie è rinomato per la sua grande auto-ironia...da notare il primo verso: I've seen you, I saw you, I see you )OT/ Perdonatemi ma devo assolutamente andare off topic e segnalarvi un video di Stevie Wonder. Un video davvero struggente, difficile che riusciate a trattenere le lacrime.
Il brano in questione è "Lately", eseguita da Stevie durante un concerto a Boston, lo scorso 20 settembre. Durante l'esecuzione comincia a piangere, ha la voce rotta. Ricomincia, ma stona...il pianto è dovuto al ricordo della madre morta l'anno scorso; il brano era probabilmente dedicato a lei...commovente...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=le15MB1XRB0 guardatelo fino alla fine.../OT
JaCk
""DE LIBERTATE DECERNERE""
Ho rispolverato di recente Brian Eno (padre, per chi non lo sapesse, del tema di avvio di Windows 95!), e ho ripreso a drogarmi col pezzo che più rappresenta il suo modo "trasversale" di fare musica:
St. Elmo's Fire
Brown Eyes and I were tired
We had walked and we had scrambled
Through the moors and through the briars
Through the endless blue meanders
In the blue August moon
In the cool August moon
Over the nights and through the fires
We went surging down the wires
Through the towns and on the highways
Through the storms in all their thundering
In the blue August moon
In the cool August moon
Well we rested in a desert
Where the bones were white as teeth, sir
And we saw St. Elmo's Fire
Splitting ions in the ether
In the blue August moon
In the cool August moon
Melodia incantevole, arrangiamento sovraumano, esotico (zampino di Robert Fripp alla chitarra, anzi zampone). Una passione d'amore sotto la luna d'agosto, che tanto mi ricorda le passeggiate estive in spiaggia con la mia ex.
St. Elmo's Fire
Brown Eyes and I were tired
We had walked and we had scrambled
Through the moors and through the briars
Through the endless blue meanders
In the blue August moon
In the cool August moon
Over the nights and through the fires
We went surging down the wires
Through the towns and on the highways
Through the storms in all their thundering
In the blue August moon
In the cool August moon
Well we rested in a desert
Where the bones were white as teeth, sir
And we saw St. Elmo's Fire
Splitting ions in the ether
In the blue August moon
In the cool August moon
Melodia incantevole, arrangiamento sovraumano, esotico (zampino di Robert Fripp alla chitarra, anzi zampone). Una passione d'amore sotto la luna d'agosto, che tanto mi ricorda le passeggiate estive in spiaggia con la mia ex.