Daily Archives: February 25, 2011

Leroy Anderson’ Music: A Tribute


We all heard his music, here and around the world, ever since we were toddlers. He was one of the greatest master of musical arts, and today I wanted to pay a small token of appreciation to the word of his music. Who doesn’t remember this: Continue reading

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Leroy Anderson: Syncopated Clock


Leroy Anderson (June 29, 1908 – May 18, 1975) was an American composer of short, light concert pieces, many of which were introduced by the Boston Pops Orchestra under the direction of Arthur Fiedler. John Williams described him as “one of the great American masters of light orchestral music.”

Ref.: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFJOdbGziVg

Gordon Lightfoot ” If You Could Read My Mind” –


If you could read my mind, Gordon Lightfoot
If you could read my mind love

What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
’bout a ghost from a wishin’ well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me
And i will never be set free
As long as i’m a ghost that you can’t see
If i could read your mind love
What a tale your thoughts could tell
Just like a paperback novel
The kind that drugstores sell
When you reach the part where the heartaches come
The hero would be me
But heroes often fail
And you won’t read that book again
Because the ending’s just too hard to take

I’d walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three way script
Enter number two
A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me
But for now love, let’s be real
* i never thought i could act this way *
And i’ve got to say that i just don’t get it
I don’t know where we went wrong
But the feelin’s gone
And i just can’t get it back

If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
’bout a ghost from a wishin’ well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
But stories always end
And if you read between the lines
You’ll know that i’m just tryin’ to understand
The feelin’s that you lack
I never thought i could feel this way
And i’ve got to say that i just to get it
I don’t know where we went wrong
But the feelin’s gone
And i just can’t get it back

Led Zeppelin: Gallows Pole


 
Gallows Pole,  by Led Zeppelin

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
Think I see my friends coming, Riding a many mile.
Friends, did you get some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my dear friends, To keep me from the Gallows Pole?
What did you bring me to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

I couldn’t get no silver, I couldn’t get no gold,
You know that we’re too damn poor to keep you from the Gallows Pole.
Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
I think I see my brother coming, riding a many mile.
Brother, did you get me some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my brother, to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

Brother, I brought you some silver,
I brought a little gold, I brought a little of everything
To keep you from the Gallows Pole.
Yes, I brought you to keep you from the Gallows Pole.

Hangman, hangman, turn your head awhile,
I think I see my sister coming, riding a many mile, mile, mile.
Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand,
Take him to some shady bower, save me from the wrath of this man,
Please take him, save me from the wrath of this man, man.

Hangman, hangman, upon your face a smile,
Pray tell me that I’m free to ride,
Ride for many mile, mile, mile.

Oh, yes, you got a fine sister, She warmed my blood from cold,
Brought my blood to boiling hot To keep you from the Gallows Pole,
Your brother brought me silver, Your sister warmed my soul,
But now I laugh and pull so hard And see you swinging on the Gallows Pole

Swingin’ on the gallows pole!

From the album Led Zeppelin III (1970)

Ref:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Led_Zeppelin,
Ref: http://www.planetrock.com/music/artist/led-zeppelin/

Today’s Birthday: George Harrison (1943-2001)




Sunrise doesn’t last all morning
A cloudburst doesn’t last all day
Seems my love is up and has left you with no warning
It’s not always going to be this gray

All things must pass
All things must pass away

Sunset doesn’t last all evening
A mind can blow those clouds away
After all this, my love is up and must be leaving
It’s not always going to be this gray

All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
All things must pass away

None of life’s strings can last

So, I must be on my way
And face another day

Now the darkness only stays the night-time
In the morning it will fade away
Daylight is good at arriving at the right time
It’s not always going to be this gray

All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
All things must pass away

Ref. http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/George+Harrison

Handsome Family – A Thousand Kisses Deep (Leonard Cohen)



Interview with Rufus Wainwright

A wonderful performance by The Handsome Family w/Linda Thompson of Leonard Cohen’s “A Thousand Kisses Deep”. This performance was taken from the DVD I’m Your Man – a documentary of a fantastic tribute concert celebrating Leonard Cohen’s work.

A Thousand Kisses Deep Lyrics:


The ponies run, the girls are young,

The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done —
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet —
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat . . .

You can purchase the DVD at:

http://www.amazon.com/Leonard-Cohen-I…

A thousand Kisses Deep: Chris Botti



Christopher Stephen Botti or Chris Botti (born October 12, 1962), is an American trumpeter and composer. In 2007, Botti was nominated for two Grammy Awards including Best Pop Instrumental Album. On December 4, 2009, he was nominated for 3 more Grammy Awards including Best Pop Instrumental Album and Best Long Form Music Video. Three of his albums have reached the #1 position on the Billboard jazz albums chart.

Coming to prominence with the 2001 recording of his “Night Sessions” CD, Botti established a reputation as a versatile musician in both jazz and pop music for his ability to fuse both styles together. Sourse: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Botti

Leonard Cohen: A thousand kisses deep


A thousand Kisses Deep, Leonard Cohen

You came to me this morning, and you handled me like meat.
You’d have to be a man to know how good that feels, how sweet.
My mirror twin, my next of kin, I’d know you in my sleep.
And who but you would take me in, a thousand kisses deep?

I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat.
You see, I’m just another snowman, standing in the rain and sleet,
Who loved you with his frozen love, his secondhand physique,
With all he is, and all he was, a thousand kisses deep.

I know you had to lie to me. I know you had to cheat,
To pose all hot and high, behind the veils of sheer deceit.
Our perfect porn aristocrat, so elegant and cheap.
I’m old, but I am still into that, a thousand kisses deep.

I’m good at love, I’m good at hate It’s in between I freeze.
I’ve been working out, but, it’s too late, it’s been too late for years.
But you look good, you really do, they love you on the street.
If you were here, I’d kneel for you, a thousand kisses deep.

The autumn moved across your skin, Got something in my eye,
A light that doesn’t need to live and doesn’t need to die.
A riddle in the book of love, Obscure and obsolete.
To witnessed here in time and blood, a thousand kisses deep.

And I’m still working with the wine, still dancing cheek to cheek.
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne, but the heart will not retreat.
I ran with Diz I sang with Ray, I never had their sweep.
But once or twice they let me play, a thousand kisses deep.

I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat.
You see, I’m just another snowman, standing in the rain and sleet,
Who loved you with his frozen love, his second hand physique.
With all he is, and all he was, A thousand kisses deep.

But you don’t need to hear me know, and every word I speak,
It counts against me anyhow, a thousand kisses deep.