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Oh what a fun thread. Music and animals make the world go around.
So as some of you may have noticed, I like all kind of stuff.
My favorite is always Luther, Mr. Vandross that is. While his voice failed him a bit in the end 'Dance with my father' is right up there.
Long time ago, and not revealing my age, having seen Chicago in concert ( Earth, Wind and Fire opened) whas one of the highlights, so
Peter Cetera still does it
Then Deep Purple concert, so yes
Ian Gillan Sweet Child of mine
Another favorite, hopefully not forgotten
Louis Armstrong
with some Jeepers Creepers
not a great voice, but Joe Cocker, you are so beautiful
Willie Nelson, he doesn't have a great voice but he can hold a tune
Blue eyes crying in the rain
Johnny Cash - Man in black
and the one who makes me purr and my toes curl, every time, no matter what they say about him
Plácido Domingo
anything he sings
Now that we're talking Placido Domingo we're pretty ****ing far from "HARD ROCK" at this point.
So now I can feel comfortable submitting Roy Orbison, even though he too is not "hard rock".
But the man had what might have been the most beautiful singing voices in rock, pop or country.
Even the normally sullen Bob Dylan had this to say:
[h=1]“I was always fishing for something on the radio. Just like trains and bells, it was part of the soundtrack of my life. I moved the dial up and down and Roy Orbison's voice came blasting out of the small speakers. His new song, "Running Scared," exploded into the room.
Orbison, though, transcended all the genres - folk, country, rock and roll or just about anything. His stuff mixed all the styles and some that hadn't even been invented yet.
He could sound mean and nasty on one line and then sing in a falsetto voice like Frankie Valli in the next. With Roy, you didn't know if you were listening to mariachi or opera. He kept you on your toes. With him, it was all about fat and blood. He sounded like he was singing from an Olympian mountaintop and he meant business.
One of his previous songs, "Ooby Dooby" was deceptively simple, but Roy had progressed. He was now singing his compositions in three or four octaves that made you want to drive your car over a cliff.
He sang like a professional criminal. :lamo
Typically, he'd start out in some low, barely audible range, stay there a while and then astonishingly slip into histrionics. His voice could jar a corpse, always leave you muttering to yourself something like, "Man, I don't believe it." His songs had songs within songs. They shifted from major to minor key without any logic. Orbison was deadly serious - no pollywog and no fledgling juvenile. There wasn't anything else on the radio like him.”[/h]
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