I give my body back
As I fall
Tag: music
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Jin Yerei: “Canción De La Nostalgia”
And it’s a comfortable life, and a beautiful place
But something’s rattling, somewhere inside
And it sounds like it’s broken, but in a place I can’t find
And it only gets louder with time
J’en ai assez lu dans tes yeux, ton visage dessus
J’en ai assez reçu des aveux, des messages, je veux plus
Sweeten my coffee with a morning kiss.
This song was originally produced as a country song, written by John Loudermilk and first recorded by Don Cherry in 1962. This version (my favorite) by Bettye Swann was released in 1969. It has been covered extensively by performers as diverse and illustrious as Perry Como, Glenn Campbell, and Joss Stone.
“The Lark” (Жаворонок), from
A Farewell to Saint Petersburg (Прощание с Петрбургом) by Mikhail Glinka, composed in 1840. The piece was originally composed for voice with piano accompaniment. Performed here by Sandra Landini in an arrangement for solo piano.
Today’s anthem.
You get up, get up
You get up, you get up
“Our ability to localize sound (determine its spatial position and environment) is a powerful sensory function full of possibilities for artistic exploitation. Our auditory systems enable us to grasp the entire three-dimensional soundscape in which we are immersed at any point in time. This ability to listen simultaneously to sounds in all directions and distances contrasts greatly with our ocular system, which gives us only partial views of our surroundings. Not only can sound exist in space, but spaces themselves can provide us with sonic environments (for example, hear in your mind the vastly different behavior of sound inside of a cathedral versus a carpeted hallway). In my music, I take great care to craft not only kinetic audio spatial-forms, but also the acoustic environments in which they sound.”
Nathaniel Bartlett, writing on his website.
Can’t believe there’s not a thing in the world
A thing left to ask for
If you fall into a dream
Forget about me
(Alright)