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What are you listening to? ver. 15.0

The Ecstasy of Gold - Ennio Morricone from "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly"


 
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David Gilmour - I Put A Spell On You · featuring Mica Paris (Live)
 
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Annie Lennox - A Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
The crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was, later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, 'There is no reason'
And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed

And so it was, later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

And so it was, later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
A whiter, shade of pale
Turned a whiter shade of pale
A whiter, shade of pale
 
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Carolina Liar - Show Me What I'm Looking For
 
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Eric Clapton with Sheryl Crow - My Favorite Mistake (Live)
 
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Eva Cassidy - Bridge Over Troubled Water
 
Many years ago, I took some poetry courses, for appreciation, better understanding, and possibly my own lyric writing. One of the teachers I had suggested if we wanted to see and hear the great poetry of the day, we should listen to R&R. I think he should also have recommended other music genres as well. Poetry and music have always been intertwined. Thankfully.

"We sat in the court of Arthur when the poets came to sing of great deeds and small needs." Mallory, Morte d'Arthur





 
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Low - Just Make It Stop
 




Dave could never really sing, kind of like an old bullfrog belching, but he sure could move the emotions:

 
OldFatGuy said:




Dave could never really sing, kind of like an old bullfrog belching, but he sure could move the emotions:

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Kinda like John Prine...not the greatest singer in the world but boy, can he write some good songs...a great story teller...
 




 




 
Bluegrass Cloggers...



 
What's Goin' On, Marvin Gaye.
 





French Bluegrass...:2razz:

 
These guys are crazy...in a good sort of way...:rock






 
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many critics rate this the GDs' best record. It might be-my favorite passage on LD though is one of the greatest jam pieces ever recorded-Phil's tour de force. Generally it used to follow (as it did on LD) St Stephen/William Tell but some versions were the second half of other dead classics. Never saw them play it live-my first dead show was New Haven 78 and by then the Eleven was not being played

 
Elvira said:
Kinda like John Prine...not the greatest singer in the world but boy, can he write some good songs...a great story teller...
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When I was in my early teens, I'd hang at my aunt's apartment in Greenwich Village. Dave and Eric Von Schmidt were almost always there for the free meals, and the conversations. It was a hangout for many of the village poets and folk musicians of the day. My aunt had this old battered Martin New Yorker. I picked it up one afternoon and Dave started showing me fingerings for chords, and over some time, how to Travis Pick. He was my first guitar teacher. He spent more time teaching a very young Bob Dylan, who first showed up using his real name Bobby Zimmerman and Richard Farina gifted him a battered volume of Dylan Thomas' poems and short stories. Dave later introduced Bob to Joan Baez over dinner at my aunt's one night. He and Eric were a never-ending show of music, stories and downright silliness, staging quick sketches caricaturing everyone at the dinner table, to their embarrassment and joy. Alan Ginsburg called Dave, "an old man before his time." No one disagreed. He was everyone's favorite old man.

It was a strange mix. My aunt, a student at Hunter College when it was still all women, and a hunting ground for men from Columbia University looking for wives, was dating a then young mathematician who she would later marry. Super serious grad students from Columbia, and super serious beatnik musicians and poets were a rare match, yet some life long friendships developed between the two at that apartment. I was surprised by how many of those grad students, studying mathematic and physics played instruments, and very well, from folk music to jazz, the latter which inspired many of the beat poets in attendance. The old standup grand piano my aunt's uncle left her with the apartment got nightly workouts from jazz musicians who would also drop by, those free meals with all welcome.

Phil was another regular, and he played piano better than he played guitar. Another poet posing as a folk musician. One night he was playing piano with a young black guy I'd never seen or heard before, playing horn. How little I knew. The following week I learned that guy had been Myles Davis. Throughout the evening I had been my usual (at the time) quiet shy teenager, not saying much of anything to anyone. Myles had kept telling me to "Shut up kid, you're making too much noise," with a huge smile on his face. My grandmother would show up to cook, and Myles kept coming back hoping she was feeding the crew that night. Very strange, Myles chatting with my grandmother who barely spoke English about eastern European food, how to make this and that. She always made a strudel for him to take home. He was partial to the cherry strudel. The man liked her casseroles and stews, especially her chicken stews with a biscuit in the middle of the bowl. Myles also was a terrific piano player.

My uncle Bob, who married my aunt Elli, is now 96, still guest lecturing for math and physics grads at American University, and still playing that very old battered Martin New Yorker, remembering his wife and their life of music, poetry shared with musicians and poets. He owns better guitars, but that old Martin is dear to him.



I had a terrible teenage crush on Mimi:

 
TurtleDude said:
many critics rate this the GDs' best record. It might be-my favorite passage on LD though is one of the greatest jam pieces ever recorded-Phil's tour de force. Generally it used to follow (as it did on LD) St Stephen/William Tell but some versions were the second half of other dead classics. Never saw them play it live-my first dead show was New Haven 78 and by then the Eleven was not being played
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I bought this album the week it was released, having only a slim idea about who the Dead were.

Ron Delsner was related to a high school bud of mine. In 1966 he had booked the NYS Pavillion from the World's Fair in Flushing Meadow Park for Saturday Night shows, his first independent promotion concerts. I caught a job taking tickets at the gate, $12 per night, all the beer I could drink and the music. One night he did a showcase presentation of California bands, The Incredible String Band, Quicksilver Messenger Service, Jefferson Airplane (before Gracie), The Doors (who had just released their version of Light My Fire, originally Enciende mi Fuego by Jose Feliciano, based on the poem of the same name that sparked the Spanish Civil War), Sopwith Camel (Peter Frampton), Janis Joplin and Big Brother, Fleetwood Mac (without Stevie Nicks or Lindsay) and last but not least, the Dead. Each band has 20 minutes of stage time. The show started at 8pm. They weren't all from California. The show was to end by 11:30 allowing for set up and strike time. 500 or so paying customers showed up, $4 per ticket. About 11 everyone was jamming with everyone else on and off stage. Most of audience had left by 2 am. At about 5 am we all went for breakfast at a local diner. Unfortunately, I was bit too stoned, a bit too drunk, and bit too tired for remembering much of the show. But I had a great time, and a whole new source of music to explore. My high school bud went on to manage the Joshua Light Show at the Fillmore East, eventually building a career on Broadway designing and running lights for all kinds of great shows. Last I heard, he and Pigpen were doing shows in Heaven with other old musical giants.

The building was an amphitheater with no walls above the bleachers, yet rising with columns of poured concrete 100 feet to a suspended stain glass ceiling. The floor had a mosaic tiled map of NYS. One of the best open air venues for live music on a summer night, even when it rained, I ever enjoyed. Amazing acoustics Made for a great summer. Over the years it did some work as a roller and ice skating rink, and the two towers that were connected became the home of Terrace on the Park, a great restaurant and catering hall that hosted many local political and charity dinners. But eventually it fell into disrepair, the stained glass gone, the floor tiles who knows where. Every now and then talk of restoration surface, no go so far. The poured concrete of the structure is still in great shape, and too expensive to demolish, thankfully.

BTW, I always hesitate to say which album was better, or even which artist is better, so much depends on personal mood when listening, and tastes change. And there always seems to be something or someone more interesting coming along. But when revisiting gems like this one, I give thanks.
 
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The Beach Boys - Sail On, Sailor
 
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