An answer to MA’s last question for an apropos named genre, Folk by folks.
Yeah, yes, I agree. Folk music, what happens when everybody else is trying.
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2EzRm46Ehho[/youtube]
Exactly.
For me the “music” sounds dead and heartless.
The issue is not whether or not it is electronic.
I was 16 when Kraftwerk made Autobahn. I still listen to it. It might be electronic, but it is performed.
The issue with the thing you posted was that it is not PLAYED. Any moron can program a machine to achive 3000 beats per minute, if they want. But no machine can play drums like Billy Cobham. Try as you might people have tried to get machines to pay with feeling but it never works. Why get a machine to do what a human can do better?
Here’s an example. A Human band can do change the rhythm ad hoc according to the mood.
Watch @10:20
youtube.com/watch?v=SFisOTDzGuE
Techno is dying off. It has a bit surge in the time of acid house, and raves etc. but what kids went back to in the early 2000s was guitar bands. SInce then music has diversified. I suppose techno will continue to serve dance zombies who want to drop a tab and exhaust themselves, but I’d hardly call it music.
And considering diversity in music. Made me think of these darlin’s.
Good old fashioned harmonising.
I am not your daddy.
Sculptor
I totally agree with this. With all of the awesome music and sounds out there in the universe, how could we possibly think like this, unless we have never changed or evolved. I can go from loving slow, smooth jazz to Enya, to The Sounds of Silence, to hard rock, soft rock, Pucchini, Debussy, to …
Il Mondo, such a heart-rending beautiful song by Patrizio Buanne)
Hearing this song at the moment of my death - would death really matter. lol
Even the Italian which I do not understand is so beautiful here. I
…they are each my favorite in the moment.
Thanks.
I’ve been listening to and enjoying music a long time. I can only say that my fav is the song of the moment as you say.
My first (that I remember) is this:
youtube.com/watch?v=Zx06XNfDvk0
When I hear this I am almost bodily transported to my childhood to feel the textures of childhood and the world around me. I was four years old.
I know this one was a hit the year before but did not grab so much that it affects me in the same way.
youtube.com/watch?v=8PXWgvDDKxM
Sculptor
That video was not showing . There were two others, females singing, too jazzy for that song for me. I enjoy jazz but ghe song seemed to be ruined for me that way. Maybe one of those women were who you were speaking of.
I personally enjoy more the way Art Garfunkle delivered the song. Seemed to be more pure and simplistic…more something else.
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGOSG69kym8[/youtube]
A stick, a stone
It’s the end of the road
It’s the rest of a stump
It’s a little alone
It’s a sliver of glass
It is life, it’s the sun
It is night, it is death
It’s a trap, it’s a gun
The oak when it blooms
A fox in the brush
A knot in the wood
The song of a thrush
The wood of the wind
A cliff, a fall
A scratch, a lump
It is nothing at all
It’s the wind blowing free
It’s the end of the slope
It’s a beam, it’s a void
It’s a hunch, it’s a hope
And the river bank talks
Of the waters of March
It’s the end of the strain
The joy in your heart
The foot, the ground
The flesh and the bone
The beat of the road
A slingshot’s stone
A fish, a flash
A silvery glow
A fight, a bet
The range of a bow
The bed of the well
The end of the line
The dismay in the face
It’s a loss, it’s a find
A spear, a spike
A point, a nail
A drip, a drop
The end of the tale
A truckload of bricks
In the soft morning light
The shot of a gun
In the dead of the night
A mile, a must
A thrust, a bump
It’s a girl, it’s a rhyme
It’s a cold, it’s the mumps
The plan of the house
The body in bed
And the car that got stuck
It’s the mud, it’s the mud
Afloat, adrift
A flight, a wing
A hawk, a quail
The promise of spring
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It’s the promise of life
It’s the joy in your heart
A stick, a stone
It’s the end of the road
It’s the rest of a stump
It’s a little alone
A snake, a stick
It is John, it is Joe
It’s a thorn in your hand
And a cut in your toe
A point, a grain
A bee, a bite
A blink, a buzzard
A sudden stroke of night
A pin, a needle
A sting, a pain
A snail, a riddle
A wasp, a stain
A pass in the mountains
A horse and a mule
In the distance the shelves
Rode three shadows of blue
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It’s the promise of life
In your heart, in your heart
A stick, a stone
The end of the road
The rest of a stump
A lonesome road
A sliver of glass
A life, the sun
A knife, a death
The end of the run
And the riverbank talks
Of the waters of March
It’s the end of all strain
It’s the joy in your heart
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Reminds me of brilliant diamonds cascading down a beautiful waterfall. One can almost close his/her eyes and meditate on that song. Many things spoken of which people do not always take notice of or think of. It really is a beautiful song. Gives me the shivers.
Beautiful!
That is a shame
[size=100]Luciana Souza[/size]
Has the perfect voice.
Sculptor,
[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZJNF_78_TnQ[/youtube]
That’s nice. Something about her voice sounds a little melancholic or sad to me.
She does have a very pretty voice and I absolutely love that background jazzy music.
I think her voice and words are very expressive.
This is Iain Anderson of Jethro Tull.
He was famous for being unique for singing, and playing the flute on one leg.
An alternative to standard Prog Rock he brought English Folk into Rock Music…
youtube.com/watch?v=z_BtPxZEwiQ
They were great live, but here’s the studio version if you like perfection.
youtube.com/watch?v=z4UYX2q … rt_radio=1