[Vision2020] Music to my ears
bill london
london@moscow.com
Sat, 06 Mar 2004 09:32:27 -0800
I like the goal of shifting V2020 topics to a more positive and
uplifting subject -- and so here are my three favorite songs.
Of course, that was not an easy choice, since I do like many kinds of music.
In no order:
1. Redemption Song, by Bob Marley (reggae is a real fave of mine, and if
forced to choose, I think this poignant languid song is the best)
2. Tiny Whiny Boom-Boom by Arrow (soca is the bouncy music of Trinidad
and Arrow is a soca master)
3. The Sound of Music by Julie Andrews (just to show you that I am at
heart just a normal American kinda guy)
BL
amy smoucha wrote:
> Ok. I am a geek. I got so excited with Rose's question that I had to
> answer, then go fondle some CDS, then pose a new question. How about
> your top few CDs/LPs? The ones where you like EVERY track? Hmmmm? Mine
> are:
>
> Global Divas--a 3 cd set with the best female vocal stars from around
> the globe. If you haven't heard it, you really, really haven't lived.
> Some songs make me weep, and I don't understand a damn word they are
> saying. Everyone must have it.
>
> Joni Mitchell, Blue.
>
> Bonnie Raitt, Collection
>
> Bruce Cockburn, Nothing But A Burning Light or Breakfast In New
> Orleans, Dinner in Timbuktu
>
> Liltih Fair, Volume 2 (Did I leave Queen Latifah off my other list?)
>
> The Weavers, Live
>
>
> I know this is a community forum, but we do need to get to know each
> other, to put our posts in context, and we should get to have fun like
> this until winter is really over, don't you think? I think all
> occasional and frequent posters using their real name should tell us
> what is "music to your ears."
>
> Amy Smoucha
>
>
> ----Original Message Follows----
> From: DonaldH675@aol.com
> To: vision2020@moscow.com
> Subject: [Vision2020] Music to my ears
> Date: Sat, 6 Mar 2004 00:19:10 EST
>
> Visionaries:
>
> Allegedly I have only one song. Well, actually, not quite. But it did
> cause
> me to wonder what members of our Internet community liked to listen to
> (and
> sing along with). We can reliability predict certain responses to
> topics on
> V2020, but I imagine our musical tastes might prove surprising. My
> baby brother
> once told me that the music I liked best was a reflection of my
> personality -
> an abiding affection for lost causes songs, songs about revolutions, and
> glorious Protestant hymns. He is right. At any rate, would anyone care
> to share
> their top three or four songs of-all-time list? I'm willing to go
> first, in no
> particular order. The lyrics (if anyone is interested) follow the list. I
> would guess that most of them are available on Amazon. Drum roll
> please for :
> Simple Gifts, Lachin Y Gair, (Blakes) Jerusalem, and The
> Internationale, .
>
> Simple Gifts
> 'Tis the gift to be simple,
> Tis the gift to be free,
> Tis the gift to come down
> where we ought to be,
> And when we find ourselves
> in the place just right,
> It will be in the valley
> of love and delight.
> When true simplicity is gained,
> to bow and to bend ,
> we will not be ashamed.
> To turn, turn, will be our delight,
> 'Til by turning, turning, we come round right.
>
> Lachin Y Gair
> (John McDermott performs my favorite version of Lord Byron’s poem)
> “Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses!
> In you the minions of luxury rove;
> Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes,
> Though still they are sacred to freedom and love;
> Yet, Caledonia; beloved are thy mountains,
> Round their white summits though elements war;
> Though cataracts foam ‘stead of smooth-flowing fountains,
> I sigh for the valley of dark Loch Nagar.
>
> Ah! There my young footsteps in infancy wandered:
> My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid;
> On chieftains long perished my memory pondered
> As daily I strode through the pine covered glade;
> I sought not my home, till the day’s dying glory
> Gave praise to the rays of the bright polar star;
> For fancy was cheered by traditional glory,
> Disclosed by the natives of dark Loch Nagar.
>
> Shades of the dead, have I not heard your voices
> Rise on the night-rolling breath of the gale
> Surely the soul of the hero rejoices
> And rides on the wind, o’er his own Highland vale.
> Round Loch Nagar while the stormy mist gathers,
> Winter presides in his cold icy car;
> Clouds then encircle the forms of my fathers;
> They dwell in the tempests of dark Loch Nagar.
>
> Yet, Caledonia; beloved are thy mountains,
> I sigh for the valley of dark Loch Nagar.
>
> Ill-starred, though brave, did no visions foreboding
> Tell you that fate had forsaken your cause?
> Ah, were you destined to die at Culloden,
> Victory crown’ed not your fall with applause;
> Still were you happy in death’s earthly slumber,
> You rest with your clan in the Caves of Braemar;
> The pibroch resounds, the piper’s loud number,
> Your deeds on the echoes of dark Lock Nagar.
>
> Years have rolled on, Loch Nagar, since I left you,
> Years must elapse ere I tread you again:
> Nature of verdure and flowers has bereft you.
> Yet still are you dearer than Albion’s plain.
> England! Thy beauties are tame and domestic
> To one who has roved on the mountains afar:
> Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic!
> The steep frowning glories of dark Loch Nagar!
>
> Yet, Caledonia; beloved are thy mountains,
> I sigh for the valley of dark Loch Nagar.”
>
> Blake's Jerusalem
> And did those feet in ancient time
> Walk upon England's mountains green?
> And was the Holy Lamb of God
> On England's pleasant pastures seen?
> And did the Countenance Divine
> Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
> And was Jerusalem builded here
> Amongst these dark satanic mills?
>
> Bring me my bow of burning gold
> Bring me my arrows of desire
> Bring me my spear: O clouds unfold!
> Bring me my Chariot of Fire.
> I will not cease from mental fight
> Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
> Till we have built Jerusalem
> In England's green and pleasant land.
>
>
> The Internationale (Billy Bragg’s version is superb)
> Stand up, all victims of oppression for the tyrants fear your might
> Don't cling so hard to your possessions for you have nothing, if you
> have no
> rights
> Let racist ignorance be ended for respect makes the empires fall
> Freedom is merely privilege extended unless enjoyed by one and all
>
> Chorus:
> So come brothers and sisters for the struggle carries on
> The Internationale unites the world in song
> So comrades come rally for this is the time and place
> The international ideal unites the human race
>
> Let no one build walls to divide us walls of hatred nor walls of stone
> Come greet the dawn and stand beside us we'll live together or we'll die
> alone
> In our world poisoned by exploitation those who have taken, now they
> must give
> And end the vanity of nations we've but one Earth on which to live
>
> And so begins the final drama in the streets and in the fields
> We stand unbowed before their armour we defy their guns and shields
> When we fight, provoked by their aggression let us be inspired by like
> and
> love
> For though they offer us concessions change will not come from above
>
>
> (It goes with out saying that my favorite first is the first one.)
>
> Rose Huskey
> Once you lose integrity everything else is easy.
>
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