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Post by mike on Nov 17, 2006 18:24:23 GMT -5
This is a thread where we can discuss music CDs, performers, songs, etc...
So, what have you been listening to lately? What performer have you discovered or rediscovered. Share the music with everyone.
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Post by booklady on Nov 17, 2006 18:45:29 GMT -5
LOL!
Just guess who I've recently discovered and been listening to.
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Post by booklady on Nov 17, 2006 18:48:59 GMT -5
Spirit on the water Darkness on the face of the deep I keep thinking about you baby I can't hardly sleep
I'm traveling by land Traveling through the dawn of day You're always on my mind I can't stay away
I'd forgotten about you Then you turned up again I always knew We were meant to be more than friends
When you're near It's just as plain as it can be I'm wild about you, gal You ought to be a fool about me
Can't explain The sources of this hidden pain You burned your way into my heart You got the key to my brain
I've been trampling through mud Praying to the powers above I'm sweating blood You got a face that begs for love
Life without you Doesn't mean a thing to me If I can't have you I'll throw my love into the deep blue sea
Sometimes I wonder Why you can't treat me right You do good all day And then you do wrong all night
When you're with me I'm a thousand times happier than I could ever say What does it matter What price I pay
They brag about your sugar Brag about it all over town Put some sugar in my bowl I feel like laying down
I'm as pale as a ghost Holding a blossom on a stem You ever seen a ghost? No But you have heard of them
I see you there I'm blinded by the colors I see I take good care Of what belongs to me
I hear your name Ringing up and down the line I'm saying it plain These ties are strong enough to bind
Now your sweet voice Calls out from some old familiar shrine I got no choice Can't believe these things would ever fade from your mind
I could live forever With you perfectly You don't ever Have to make a fuss over me
From East to West Ever since the world began I only mean it for the best I want to be with you any way I can
I been in a brawl Now I'm feeling the wall I'm going away baby I won't be back 'til fall
High on the hill You can carry all my thoughts with you You've numbed my will This love could tear me in two
I wanna be with you in paradise And it seems so unfair I can't go to paradise no more I killed a man back there
You think I'm over the hill You think I'm past my prime Let me see what you got We can have a whoppin' good time
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Post by mike on Nov 17, 2006 18:50:07 GMT -5
Michael Bolton -- Bolton Swings Sinatra
I thought that Michael Bolton was a washed up has-been -- that is until on a whim, I picked up his Swings Sinatra CD.
At first listen, I thought he sounded a little odd belting out Sinatra tunes, but by the third track (For Once In My Life) I started to realize that he was singing his guts out on these numbers; he really throws himself into the songs. By the time that the last track (New York New York) finished, I was ready to give the guy a standing ovation.
The musicians: Unbelievable -- big fat band, swinging from the tree tops good! Brass, drums, strings, organ... the studio musicians on this CD get 5 stars.
Special mention: Track 8, The Second Time Around is a beautiful duet with Nicollette Sheridan. A real duet, they sing together. Instead of the current trend of duets, where people take turns trying to out do each other, like ships firring across each others bow, Michael and Nicollette do it together in beautiful harmony.
Bolton sings Sinatra's tunes, but he sings them his way. Anyone who listens to this CD with preconceived ideas on what a Sinatra tribute should sound like may be disappointed.
It's been awhile since I bought a CD on a whim and was impressed. I'm impressed with this one.
Bolton Swings Sinatra -- The last time I was this excited about a CD was when I bought Dr John's Duke Ellegant.
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Post by slb2 on Nov 17, 2006 21:58:21 GMT -5
I wrote about my latest love affair over on the live music thread. www.sweetcolleens.com I'm hopelessly in love. I'll go back to see them play in St. Paul on December 8th or 9th. I'm so happy with my new beau(s).
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Post by booklady on Nov 18, 2006 16:15:15 GMT -5
I was so bad today. I bought two new Dylan CD sets, one Live 1966 and the other the Biograph set. Like my dad and his old vodka bottles in the rose bushes, I'm starting to hide the evidence.
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Post by booklady on Nov 18, 2006 18:39:39 GMT -5
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Post by slb2 on Nov 21, 2006 10:33:14 GMT -5
I was so bad today. I bought two new Dylan CD sets, one Live 1966 and the other the Biograph set. Like my dad and his old vodka bottles in the rose bushes, I'm starting to hide the evidence. Because I interview musicians and review CDs, I receive a lot of freebie-CDs. Plus, I'm on the mailing list of the Walker Art Center's PR, for their performances. Hence, many more CDs & DVDs of photos, excerpts, etc. I find that I'm actually throwing away some of the stuff. It's just too much. When I buy a new CD, though, I carry it with me if it's especially good, so that I can play it whenever I see a CD player. ==Listening to St. Jude's Medley, track #5, from Sweet Colleen's. I'm a happy puppy.==
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Post by Gracie on Nov 21, 2006 11:20:51 GMT -5
I was so bad today. I bought two new Dylan CD sets, one Live 1966 and the other the Biograph set. Like my dad and his old vodka bottles in the rose bushes, I'm starting to hide the evidence. Because I interview musicians and review CDs, I receive a lot of freebie-CDs. Plus, I'm on the mailing list of the Walker Art Center's PR, for their performances. Hence, many more CDs & DVDs of photos, excerpts, etc. I find that I'm actually throwing away some of the stuff. It's just too much. When I buy a new CD, though, I carry it with me if it's especially good, so that I can play it whenever I see a CD player. ==Listening to St. Jude's Medley, track #5, from Sweet Colleen's. I'm a happy puppy.== I would be happy to take your rejects! I love that kind of thing...
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Post by slb2 on Nov 21, 2006 12:17:49 GMT -5
Nah, gracie, the stuff I'm dumping is just excerpts from dances or still photography PR photos of events. Although I do have some jazz music and maybe some classical that I don't want. Let me look around.
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Post by doctork on Nov 21, 2006 14:15:56 GMT -5
Slb, I used to win a lot of radio contests back in the day, and the prize was always free records. You know the old vinyl kind, usually 45's, occasionally LP's, and usually the dregs, as you note. But my friends and I used them for "frisbees." This was before you could buy real frisbees. They were OK but didn't sail as well as a real frisbee with the curved rim, which didn't bother us back when we didn't know any better.
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Post by mike on Dec 7, 2006 6:42:12 GMT -5
Right now, I'm listening to Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto No. 1... (New York Philharmonic - Leonard Bernstein conducting).
The last time I did this, I commented on the [old] Chatterbox how wonderful this piece of music is. My post was responded too by OS (Old Sourdough). He concurred. I miss OS... sob...
Mike
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Post by joew on Dec 7, 2006 11:38:20 GMT -5
It definitely is a good one.
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Post by hartlikeawheel on Dec 8, 2006 5:17:17 GMT -5
Oof. You guys are so sophisticated.
On the piano I can play Batch and Shycowsky and all them other guys. Hey. Wait a minute. Where are the women composers? Bet they were all busy taking care of the kids while daddy composed.
Certainly some of them must have had a touch of musical ability. But it's difficult to nurse a baby and play the pinata at the same time.
You do know, I'm sure, that Beat-hoven was once a composer and then later a decomposer.
And I would certainly have loved to see a harpsichord player with a wiggly butt. joe has all the fun.
I have always loved less classical music. Play Billy Joel, Elton, stuff like that. My dad's old thirties and forties sheet music. Ragtime. R&R.
Lately I've been listening to Lynard Skynard (Spelled that right? Think not.) and Pink Floyd.
My children introduced me to PF. Nice.
Do you know where LS got their name? I believe it was a teacher from their high school. Probably not how he spelled it. They must've liked him.
Those funky southern rock boys are fun.
I sing a lot. Keeps the hart healthy.
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Post by booklady on Dec 8, 2006 19:31:12 GMT -5
Dylan's latest, "Modern Times," a wonderful assortment of rock, Hawaiian (well that's what it sounds like), blues, croony smoothies, and weird, wonderful stuff that I don't even know the name for, was bypassed for Album of the Year and put into the Folk Album category. I guess I haven't deprived myself of anything by not paying attention to the Grammy Awards for the past 30 or 40 years.
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Post by mike on Dec 8, 2006 21:28:42 GMT -5
Dylan's latest, "Modern Times," a wonderful assortment of rock, Hawaiian (well that's what it sounds like), blues, croony smoothies, and weird, wonderful stuff that I don't even know the name for, was bypassed for Album of the Year and put into the Folk Album category. I guess I haven't deprived myself of anything by not paying attention to the Grammy Awards for the past 30 or 40 years. The Grammy Awards are not always an accurate reflection of the depth and quality of music. Actually, I think that the Grammy's are a joke, with the exception of Life Time Achievement awards. History is a very good judge of music. And, Booky, history is already smiling on Bob Dylan. Mike
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Post by hartlikeawheel on Dec 9, 2006 15:38:25 GMT -5
Lately, when I'm not listening to talk radio or to a fun 60's and 70's channel which just calls me back I have been noticing how multi-culti our popular music has become.
Reggae, salsa, lotsa other stuff for which I don't know the names. Lotsa refreshing newness.
Every Sat. morning I listen to some local high school kids practicing their DJ skills and playing old stuff of which they should know nothing. It's local public radio.
Often they play new interesting ethnic music also. They are so much fun and kinda stupid in that high school sorta way. Bright kids who teach me and make me laugh.
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Post by booklady on Dec 9, 2006 15:55:48 GMT -5
Dylan's latest, "Modern Times," a wonderful assortment of rock, Hawaiian (well that's what it sounds like), blues, croony smoothies, and weird, wonderful stuff that I don't even know the name for, was bypassed for Album of the Year and put into the Folk Album category. I guess I haven't deprived myself of anything by not paying attention to the Grammy Awards for the past 30 or 40 years. The Grammy Awards are not always an accurate reflection of the depth and quality of music. Actually, I think that the Grammy's are a joke, with the exception of Life Time Achievement awards. History is a very good judge of music. And, Booky, history is already smiling on Bob Dylan. Mike Mike, I heard about this book today. It sounds captivating. I said, Dylan is just brilliant enough to pull this off, yet it reminds me of the Great Paul is Dead Conspiracy. I gotta get this book. Writing Dylan: The Songs of a Lonesome Traveler (Hardcover) by Larry David Smith Few in popular music have had as varied a career and as lasting an impact as Bob Dylan, whose songs have entered the cultural consciousness in a way that some have called revolutionary. In this bold and comprehensive new study--the definitive guide to Dylan's work--author Larry David Smith explores the convergence of biography, artistic philosophy, and musical style in Bob Dylan's oeuvre. Making the case that "Bob Dylan" is actually a persona carefully crafted by its maker, the former Robert Zimmerman of Hibbing, Minnesota, Writing Dylan represents a new and authoritative contribution to the study of this key figure of the contemporary era. Having been granted unprecedented use of Dylan's own lyrics in his analysis, Smith interprets Dylan's narratives, characters, plots, and values, and reveals the artist's mission-oriented approach to art. Writing Dylan tackles each period of its subject's five-decade career, offering an inventive and unprecedented investigation of Dylan's artistic imperative, cultural significance, and song craft. The result is perhaps the most important work to date on this mercurial figure, whose songs have established a fully realized portrait of his personal mysteries.and “Writing Dylan: The Songs Of A Lonesome Traveler by Larry David Smith, distinguishes itself from other studies by making the case that the public performer Bob Dylan is actually a series of characters created by the very private Robert Zimmerman of Hibbing. Minnesota. Smith analyzes the seven periods of Dylan's career from his arrival in Greenwich Village in 1960 to his post-Christian persona of the 1990s, Jack Fate, and blends biography with a close look at his lyrics, philosophies, and movie roles. Although he praises the poetry in Dylan's songs, Smith's treatment is no dry literary deconstruction; rather it's a mix of rollicking postmodernism and gonzo rock journalism.”–C&RL News
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Post by mike on Dec 12, 2006 5:10:39 GMT -5
Booky... I like the way you dig music. Music is everything!
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Post by booklady on Dec 12, 2006 6:12:16 GMT -5
Thanks, Mike. Music is everything, I agree! I had a conversation with the owner of a cluttered used bookstore on Sunday afternoon because I was whistling in there. He told me whistling women come to no good end! I told him the music was in me and had to come out one way or another, and I thought he'd be more unhappy if he heard me sing.
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Post by slb2 on Dec 12, 2006 6:37:27 GMT -5
Well, there's always the joy of manualists.
Remember that post from the fuddy-duddy site?
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Post by Trusty on Dec 15, 2006 11:48:27 GMT -5
He told me whistling women come to no good end! I told him the music was in me and had to come out one way or another, and I thought he'd be more unhappy if he heard me sing. Good going, BL. And, FWIW, whistling women have a great end.
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Post by Tillie on Dec 15, 2006 14:07:49 GMT -5
Very good, Trusty! "A whistling woman and a crowing hen Will call the old gentleman out of his den."
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Post by joew on Dec 15, 2006 20:27:36 GMT -5
Very good, Trusty! "A whistling woman and a crowing hen Will call the old gentleman out of his den." At the risk of being accused of tearing apart a harmless ditty , I must say I find Tillie's couplet (which sounds like something several centuries old) veerrrry interesting: "the old gentleman," "his den," "a crowing hen." But it's roosters that crow, not hens. A crowing hen is anomalous, to say the least, perhaps unnatural is more to the point. A whistling woman is in effect equivalated to a crowing hen. And the effect: calling the old gentleman out of his den. Who is "the old gentleman?" He inhabits a den: "1 the cave or other lair of a wild animal 2 a retreat or headquarters, as of thieves, a haunt 3 a small, squalid room." I suspect that "old gentleman" is a euphemism, akin to Old Harry, Old Nick, and Old Scratch, used to avoid the speaker's inadvertently summoning him ("Speak of the devil, and he appears."). So the traditional verse seems consistent with the bookstore owner's proverb. What I'm wondering is whether a.) the belief that whistling by a woman was so unnatural as to excite the devil's interest, with the attendant risks, came first or b.) it was at first merely considered bad form, and the suggestions of big trouble were invented to support the rule of ettiquette.
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Post by booklady on Dec 15, 2006 20:57:41 GMT -5
If whistling in a bookstore gets the owner out of his thoughts and into a conversation with me (and we covered whistling women, architecture, Orthodoxy and Quakerism (I'm one and he's the other and we're both converts), among other topics, and it was a fun conversation, I'm going to continue whistling. I must have a dirty mind, though, because I thought the "old gentleman" was something else entirely.
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Post by joew on Dec 15, 2006 21:03:01 GMT -5
We are much given to double entendres these days.
And the conversation must have been a good one.
Whistle away. It's not my rule against it.
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Post by Tillie on Dec 16, 2006 2:14:58 GMT -5
Joe! You had to be a literal analyzer, didn't you?
I was simply joshing Trusty on the impulsive post he wrote due to his attraction for Booky's "great end." Hens feel confident and will act with pride when they've accomplished something they feel good about. ie they may crow about laying their eggs.
Sometimes, I pucker up and whistle, too! 'Tis joyful and fun when you're with someone, strolling along Nantucket's cobblestones, or whistling to birds in flight or perched on trees. I've taught parrots a cheery wolf-whistle!
You know how to whistle, don't you, Joe?
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Post by Trusty on Dec 16, 2006 9:01:45 GMT -5
Sometimes, I pucker up and whistle, too! . . . I've taught parrots a cheery wolf-whistle! See? Tillie just proved my point. ;D Tillie, how much do you have to pucker to get a good wolf-whistle?
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Post by doctork on Dec 16, 2006 14:20:28 GMT -5
I don't know how to whistle - no matter how hard I try, it just doesn't happen.
I don't drink coffee either. Obviously I am doomed to a bad end, one of those anomalies.
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Post by booklady on Dec 16, 2006 22:53:04 GMT -5
Mr. Rogers could not whistle. I can hardly stop.
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