An interview where he talks a little bit about being blown up on a train in Peru by Shining Path Guerrillas...and other topics...
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Showing posts with label "Music Video". Show all posts
Tuesday, August 30, 2022
Sam Baker - Singer/Songwriter
An interview where he talks a little bit about being blown up on a train in Peru by Shining Path Guerrillas...and other topics...
Saturday, November 13, 2021
Saturday, August 29, 2020
Wednesday, December 19, 2018
Gustavo Santaolalla - De Ushuaia a la Quiaca
Gustavo Santaolalla is the force behind Bajofondo Tango Club aka Bajofondo. He won two consecutive Academy Awards for Best Original Score for the films Brokeback Mountain and Babel in 2005 and 2006 respectively.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gustavo_Santaolalla
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gustavo_Santaolalla
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Makin' Moves by Kouhei Nakama
#MondoBizarroCoolAsShit #KouheiNakama #OutOfThisWorldCreative
MAKIN' MOVES from Kouhei Nakama on Vimeo.
CYCLE from Kouhei Nakama on Vimeo.
DIFFUSION from Kouhei Nakama on Vimeo.
Orquesta Típica Misteriosa Buenos Aires / 7 de enero (J.Arias)
As good as it gets...
Nuevo videoclip de 7 de enero, tango de Javier Arias que registramos en nuestro ultimo disco "Tu lado acústico" con la aparición estelar de: Roxana Suarez/Sebastián Achaval, Inés Muzzopappa/Fernando Galera y Rocio Lequio/Bruno Tombari.
Nuevo videoclip de 7 de enero, tango de Javier Arias que registramos en nuestro ultimo disco "Tu lado acústico" con la aparición estelar de: Roxana Suarez/Sebastián Achaval, Inés Muzzopappa/Fernando Galera y Rocio Lequio/Bruno Tombari.
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Until the color of a man's skin is of no more significance than the color of his eyes, there will be war...
Songwriters: Valentin, Mats / Green, Marti Lynn Dodson
Until the philosophy which hold one race superior
And another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned -
Everywhere is war -
Me say war.
That until there no longer
First class and second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes -
Me say war.
That until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all,
Without regard to race -
Dis a war.
That until that day
The dream of lasting peace,
World citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
But never attained -
Now everywhere is war - war.
And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
That hold our brothers in Angola,
In Mozambique,
South Africa
Sub-human bondage
Have been toppled,
Utterly destroyed -
Well, everywhere is war -
Me say war.
War in the east,
War in the west,
War up north,
War down south -
War - war -
Rumours of war.
And until that day,
The African continent
Will not know peace,
We Africans will fight - we find it necessary -
And we know we shall win
As we are confident
In the victory
Of good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah!
Good over evil -
Good over evil, yeah! /fadeout/
War lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Once upon a time you dressed so fine...
Happy Birthday to Bob Dylan...
Like a rolling stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
Like a rolling stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Treat :: A Treat
God, Santana was just so prolific, with so much good music. These guys could jam. I'm in a Santana mood...just sitting here listening to my iTunes...but it's 2am and I'm hungry...
Jingo :: Dig it
I've been looking for this version for a long time. I would pipe it to my stereo system upstairs, in order to pull that big drum up on the subwoofer, but it's 2am and I don't want to wake the neighborhood.
This one is best listened to really, really loud.
This one is best listened to really, really loud.
Samba Pa Ti :: Carlos Santana
Pure audio with slide show...
"Down home" video of a TV show...pretty good audio...
Cool but interrupted version from Germany in 1971...great audio and video...
"Down home" video of a TV show...pretty good audio...
Cool but interrupted version from Germany in 1971...great audio and video...
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Cradle of Love....
This is the song by Kelly Willis that started this flurry of music posts...it played in my iPod mix today...and it struck a chord...
Anyway, I found it, and wasn't impressed with the audio quality...so I started posting all these others...but I will finish up with this one....the lyrics are below...note that the guy playing guitar is the songwriter...Paul Kelly...
Holy shit it hurts to listen to this one...
Baby you look tired and baby you look beat
Seems like you've been working eight days a week
Baby take a break from all you've been thinking of
And come into my cradle of love
Baby let me hold you and rock your cares away
Put aside your troubles at the ending of the day
Cause when we lie together I fit you like a glove
Come into my cradle of love
Down in the valley you can lose your name
All your sorrow and your pain
The dark warm waters they can heal you
And make you all brand new again
So baby come on over and lean your head on me
Here in my arms now is where you're meant to be
Baby take advantage of all I've got to give
Come into my cradle of love oh
Down in the valley you can lose your name...
So baby come on over and lean your head on me
Come into my cradle of love
Baby let me be your cradle of love
Oh babe come into my cradle of love oh yes oh
Anyway, I found it, and wasn't impressed with the audio quality...so I started posting all these others...but I will finish up with this one....the lyrics are below...note that the guy playing guitar is the songwriter...Paul Kelly...
Holy shit it hurts to listen to this one...
Baby you look tired and baby you look beat
Seems like you've been working eight days a week
Baby take a break from all you've been thinking of
And come into my cradle of love
Baby let me hold you and rock your cares away
Put aside your troubles at the ending of the day
Cause when we lie together I fit you like a glove
Come into my cradle of love
Down in the valley you can lose your name
All your sorrow and your pain
The dark warm waters they can heal you
And make you all brand new again
So baby come on over and lean your head on me
Here in my arms now is where you're meant to be
Baby take advantage of all I've got to give
Come into my cradle of love oh
Down in the valley you can lose your name...
So baby come on over and lean your head on me
Come into my cradle of love
Baby let me be your cradle of love
Oh babe come into my cradle of love oh yes oh
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