…well, I’m getting there. iPod probably needs some charging for my running around to do tomorrow, the meds don’t quite throw me onto the floor in an unconscious little ball for some time…so listen to some music? But try and not pick anything too depressing, right? After old Ghandi there…
Okay, give me a break…what’s with all of the WordPress Server Maintenance crap, lately? It’s a “sign” this post should not be written, I suppose?
So, just doing the shuffle thing on iTunes and up comes a band that you may or may not know: Dead Can Dance. An interesting band, to be sure. They formed in the 80s but I never picked up on them until the 90s. Wiki, again, does a great job of explaining them, their sound and a basic bio. I learned a musical term on its page: “glossolalia!” I know, now you just have to click on the link, don’t you? And I’m not going to link to the glossolalia page! I’m being so mean to you, aren’t I? You’ll have to go to the Dead Can Dance page if you want to know what glossolalia is–or I suppose you could just Google it…
But I did know what part of it meant, or had to do with due to the latter portion of the word–no pun intended.
Interestingly enough, for a band with such a progressive style that can do some pretty interesting (and somewhat bizarre depending upon your taste) things, this was a bit of a surprise to hear on one of their albums/CDs: The Wind That Shakes the Barley. Now, again, if you don’t wish to click on this link, the song is old. Very old. I can’t find an exact date of composition but it was written by Robert Dwyer Joyce (1836-1883.) This is a good link as well as it gives you a tiny bit of insight into what it’s based upon in Ireland and the lyrics.
I love this song. Can I tell you? I love, love, love, love, love this song.
This is a live clip and really, not much difference between Lisa Gerrard’s vocals here and on the studio recorded version. Amazing. Oh. And alright, I suppose it is a little bit depressing as one of my bedtime lullabies but again, I just find it so beautiful.
…well, I’m getting there. iPod probably needs some charging for my running around to do tomorrow, the meds don’t quite throw me onto the floor in an unconscious little ball for some time…so listen to some music? But try and not pick anything too depressing, right? After old Ghandi there…
Okay, give me a break…what’s with all of the WordPress Server Maintenance crap, lately? It’s a “sign” this post should not be written, I suppose?
So, just doing the shuffle thing on iTunes and up comes a band that you may or may not know: Dead Can Dance. An interesting band, to be sure. They formed in the 80s but I never picked up on them until the 90s. Wiki, again, does a great job of explaining them, their sound and a basic bio. I learned a musical term on its page: “glossolalia!” I know, now you just have to click on the link, don’t you? And I’m not going to link to the glossolalia page! I’m being so mean to you, aren’t I? You’ll have to go to the Dead Can Dance page if you want to know what glossolalia is–or I suppose you could just Google it…
But I did know what part of it meant, or had to do with due to the latter portion of the word–no pun intended.
Interestingly enough, for a band with such a progressive style that can do some pretty interesting (and somewhat bizarre depending upon your taste) things, this was a bit of a surprise to hear on one of their albums/CDs: The Wind That Shakes the Barley. Now, again, if you don’t wish to click on this link, the song is old. Very old. I can’t find an exact date of composition but it was written by Robert Dwyer Joyce (1836-1883.) This is a good link as well as it gives you a tiny bit of insight into what it’s based upon in Ireland and the lyrics.
I love this song. Can I tell you? I love, love, love, love, love this song.
This is a live clip and really, not much difference between Lisa Gerrard’s vocals here and on the studio recorded version. Amazing. Oh. And alright, I suppose it is a little bit depressing as one of my bedtime lullabies but again, I just find it so beautiful.