Τα καλύτερα μουσικά γιουτιουμπάκια
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A Lady Of A Certain Age
The Divine Comedy
Back in the day you had been part of the smart set
You'd holidayed with kings, dined out with starlets
From London to New York, Cap Ferrat to Capri
In perfume by Chanel and clothes by Givenchy
You sipped camparis with David and Peter
At Noel's parties by Lake Geneva
Scaling the dizzy heights of high society
Armed only with a cheque-book and a family tree
You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was seventy"
And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!"
You had to marry someone very very rich
So that you might be kept in the style to which
You had all of your life been accustomed to
But that the socialists had taxed away from you
You gave him children, a girl and a boy
To keep your sanity a nanny was employed
And when the time came they were sent away
Well that was simply what you did in those days
You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was seventy"
And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!"
Your son's in stocks and bonds and lives back in Surrey
Flies down once in a while and leaves in a hurry
Your daughter never finished her finishing school
Married a strange young man of whom you don't approve
Your husband's hollow heart gave out one Christmas Day
He left the villa to his mistress in Marseilles
And so you come here to escape your little flat
Hoping someone will fill your glass and let you chat about how
You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was seventy"
And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!"
Written by Neil Hannon
From the album Victory for the Comic Muse
Λάιβ: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bU_bGYaa3FY
The Divine Comedy
Back in the day you had been part of the smart set
You'd holidayed with kings, dined out with starlets
From London to New York, Cap Ferrat to Capri
In perfume by Chanel and clothes by Givenchy
You sipped camparis with David and Peter
At Noel's parties by Lake Geneva
Scaling the dizzy heights of high society
Armed only with a cheque-book and a family tree
You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was seventy"
And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!"
You had to marry someone very very rich
So that you might be kept in the style to which
You had all of your life been accustomed to
But that the socialists had taxed away from you
You gave him children, a girl and a boy
To keep your sanity a nanny was employed
And when the time came they were sent away
Well that was simply what you did in those days
You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was seventy"
And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!"
Your son's in stocks and bonds and lives back in Surrey
Flies down once in a while and leaves in a hurry
Your daughter never finished her finishing school
Married a strange young man of whom you don't approve
Your husband's hollow heart gave out one Christmas Day
He left the villa to his mistress in Marseilles
And so you come here to escape your little flat
Hoping someone will fill your glass and let you chat about how
You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You'd say with a conspiratorial wink
"You wouldn't think that I was seventy"
And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!"
Written by Neil Hannon
From the album Victory for the Comic Muse
Λάιβ: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bU_bGYaa3FY
http://news.in.gr/culture/article/?aid=1500098983
Θα μάθατε ότι πέθανε ο Θάνος Ανεστόπουλος, ο τραγουδιστής των Διάφανων Κρίνων, μια από τις πιο χαρακτηριστικές και αναγνωρίσιμες φωνές της ελληνικής ροκ σκηνής. Η τελευταία του συναυλία, μια εμφάνιση με σπαρακτικές διαστάσεις, υπάρχει σε βίντεο εδώ:
Θα μάθατε ότι πέθανε ο Θάνος Ανεστόπουλος, ο τραγουδιστής των Διάφανων Κρίνων, μια από τις πιο χαρακτηριστικές και αναγνωρίσιμες φωνές της ελληνικής ροκ σκηνής. Η τελευταία του συναυλία, μια εμφάνιση με σπαρακτικές διαστάσεις, υπάρχει σε βίντεο εδώ:
Δεν το χορταίνω. Δεν πα' να λένε οι Ρώσοι...
Robbie Williams: Party Like A Russian
http://news.in.gr/culture/article/?aid=1500105876
http://news.in.gr/culture/article/?aid=1500105876
Lazarus is a musical written by David Bowie and Enda Walsh, directed by Ivo Van Hove and designed by Jan Versweyveld. First performed at the end of 2015 at the New York Theatre Workshop, it was one of the last works Bowie completed before his death on 10 January 2016. The musical is a sequel to Walter Tevis's novel The Man Who Fell to Earth; Bowie previously starred in the 1976 film adaptation of the same name, directed by Nicolas Roeg.
[...] Bowie's last public appearance was at the 7 December 2015 opening night of the production.
[...] Ben Brantley said in his review of the production in The New York Times that..."Ice-bolts of ecstasy shoot like novas through the fabulous muddle and murk of Lazarus, the great-sounding, great-looking and mind numbing new musical built around songs by David Bowie." Rolling Stone called the musical a "tour de force" and "theater at its finest."
Άκουσα (και ξανάκουσα και ξανάκουσα) το άλμπουμ στο Spotify.
[...] Bowie's last public appearance was at the 7 December 2015 opening night of the production.
[...] Ben Brantley said in his review of the production in The New York Times that..."Ice-bolts of ecstasy shoot like novas through the fabulous muddle and murk of Lazarus, the great-sounding, great-looking and mind numbing new musical built around songs by David Bowie." Rolling Stone called the musical a "tour de force" and "theater at its finest."
Άκουσα (και ξανάκουσα και ξανάκουσα) το άλμπουμ στο Spotify.
Είναι και στο τελευταίο άλμπουμ του Στινγκ:
Inshallah
Sting
Sleeping child on my shoulder
Those around us curse the sea
Anxious mother turning fearful
Who can blame her blaming me?
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will, it shall come to pass
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will…
As the wind blows, growing colder
Against the sad boats, as we flee
Anxious eyes search in darkness
With the rising of the sea.
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will, it shall come to pass
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will...
Sea of worries, sea of fears
In our country, only tears
In our future there's no past
If it be your will, it shall come to pass.
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will, it shall come to pass
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will
Inshallah
Sting
Sleeping child on my shoulder
Those around us curse the sea
Anxious mother turning fearful
Who can blame her blaming me?
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will, it shall come to pass
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will…
As the wind blows, growing colder
Against the sad boats, as we flee
Anxious eyes search in darkness
With the rising of the sea.
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will, it shall come to pass
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will...
Sea of worries, sea of fears
In our country, only tears
In our future there's no past
If it be your will, it shall come to pass.
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will, it shall come to pass
Inshallah, Inshallah
If it be your will
Από παλιές καλές μέρες των Emerson, Lake & Palmer:
Προχτές, κυριολεκτικά, δεν θυμάμαι με ποιο ερέθισμα, ποια αφορμή, άκουγα τα άπαντα του Greg Lake. Σήμερα διάβασα ότι μάς άφησε χρόνους κι αυτός, στα 69 του μόλις, χτυπημένος από καρκίνο. Τον περασμένο Μάρτιο είχε πεθάνει ο άλλος της παρέας, ο Keith Emerson.
Φρικτή χρονιά για τη μουσική: Πιερ Μπουλέζ, Ντέιβιντ Μπόουι, Μπλακ, Κιθ Έμερσον, Πρινς, Κοέν, και τώρα ο Λέικ.
Από την άλλη, ο γερόλυκος έγινε μπαμπάς για όγδοη φορά.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/music/news/mick-jagger-welcomes-eighth-child-73/
Προχτές, κυριολεκτικά, δεν θυμάμαι με ποιο ερέθισμα, ποια αφορμή, άκουγα τα άπαντα του Greg Lake. Σήμερα διάβασα ότι μάς άφησε χρόνους κι αυτός, στα 69 του μόλις, χτυπημένος από καρκίνο. Τον περασμένο Μάρτιο είχε πεθάνει ο άλλος της παρέας, ο Keith Emerson.
Φρικτή χρονιά για τη μουσική: Πιερ Μπουλέζ, Ντέιβιντ Μπόουι, Μπλακ, Κιθ Έμερσον, Πρινς, Κοέν, και τώρα ο Λέικ.
Από την άλλη, ο γερόλυκος έγινε μπαμπάς για όγδοη φορά.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/music/news/mick-jagger-welcomes-eighth-child-73/
Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction now
When will this haunting stop?
Wind Words — του Stomu Yamashta
Στη σελίδα του YouTube υπάρχει επίσης βιογραφικό και δισκογραφία. Το συγκεκριμένο κομμάτι προέρχεται από τη μουσική του συνθέτη που φιλοξενείται στην ταινία του Μπάουι/Μπόουι The Man Who Fell to Earth. Το θυμήθηκα στο πλαίσιο της ανακάλυψης αυτών των καταλόγων με επιτυχίες, που θα βοηθήσουν πολύ τη μουσική μου ενημέρωση. (Ανακάλυψη με τεράστια καθυστέρηση...)
Στη σελίδα του YouTube υπάρχει επίσης βιογραφικό και δισκογραφία. Το συγκεκριμένο κομμάτι προέρχεται από τη μουσική του συνθέτη που φιλοξενείται στην ταινία του Μπάουι/Μπόουι The Man Who Fell to Earth. Το θυμήθηκα στο πλαίσιο της ανακάλυψης αυτών των καταλόγων με επιτυχίες, που θα βοηθήσουν πολύ τη μουσική μου ενημέρωση. (Ανακάλυψη με τεράστια καθυστέρηση...)
Εξαιρετική ελληνική παρωδία του Despacito, καλύτερη κι από εκείνη με τον Χοντρό και τον Λιγνό.
Θες παστίτσιο;
Θες παστίτσιο;
Και ένα μικρό αριστούργημα, για κάποιον ή κάποιαν που αγαπάτε.
Bill Evans: Peace Piece
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peace_Piece
Bill Evans: Peace Piece
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peace_Piece
Είχα βάλει να ακούσω αυτό εδώ στο Spotify. Όταν τέλειωσε, το πρόγραμμα συνέχισε να μου παίζει παρεμφερή μουσική (έτσι του έχω πει να κάνει). Και ανάμεσα σε διάφορα γνωστά και υπέροχα, μου πέταξε κι αυτό το άγνωστο ως τώρα αριστούργημα.