zaterdag 6 november 2010

Luka Bloom Middelburg 4 Nov.2010 (p.2)

Ik word op mijn wenken bediend,de meneer voor mij,samen met zijn volgens mij vrouw/vriendin uit Belgie was druk aan het filmen.Met het onderstaande prachtige resultaat.Dit was de verrassende toegift ,een Glenn Cambell song Gentle on My Mind


Luka Bloom Middelburg
Gentle on my Mind song by Glenn Cambell Gefilmpt door Thisisforlive Bedankt!

Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the backroads
By the rivers of my mem'ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that binds me
Or something that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together walking
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find
That you are moving on the backroads
By the rivers of my mem'ry
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin'
Cracklin' caldron in some train yard
My beard a roughning coal pile and
A dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend I hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the backroads
By the rivers of my mem'ry
Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind

Thisisforlive op YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/user/thisisforlife

vrijdag 5 november 2010

Luka Bloom Middelburg 4 nov.2010


Luka Bloom

Barry Moore (Newbridge, 23 mei 1955), beter bekend onder zijn artiestennaam Luka Bloom, is een Ierse singer-songwriter. De naam 'Luka' is afkomstig van de gelijknamige hit van Suzanne Vega uit 1987. 'Bloom' is de achternaam van de hoofdpersoon uit het boek Ulysses van James Joyce.

Onder zijn eigen naam Barry Moore heeft Luka eind jaren '70 / begin jaren '80 drie albums uitgebracht, waarbij hij een typisch eigen geluid wist te bewerkstelligen middels een zekere tokkeltechniek. Nadat er een ziekte geconstateerd was welke zijn handen dermate beïnvloedde dat de tokkeltechniek niet meer uitgevoerd kon worden (naar verluidt een RSI-variant?), is Luka overgegaan op een andere manier van spelen welke tot op de dag van vandaag de unieke 'Luka-sound' geeft.

Het was al weer een tijdje geleden dat ik Luka Bloom live in aktie had gezien,zo, 5 jaar geleden denk ik.Afgelopen Donderdag was het weer zover,het eerste optreden van zijn Europese tournee vond in Middelburg plaats en nog wel op een ongebruikelijke lokatie.


Innocence

In de concert en gehoorzaal in Middelburg vinden gewoonlijk klassieke concerten plaats maar door de prachtige akoestiek van dit gebouw kwam de muziek van Luka Bloom prachtig tot zijn recht.


City of Chicago

Ik zag dat verschillende mensen opnames van het concert hebben gemaakt,hopenlijk kom ik ze nog een keer tegen op het ,,net,, dus daarom voorlopig deze,,thuis,,opnames van enkele hoogtepunten van de avond.



Primavera

Luka Bloom Tribute Site
http://www.rbergholz.net/



Parkpop 2003

donderdag 4 november 2010

Ernst Jansz zingt Bob Dylan

Geen eenvoudige zaak om de songs van Bob Dylan in het Nederlands te vertalen.Ernst heeft een poging gedaan ,en ik vind het erg mooi.


Spaanse Laarzen

"Boots Of Spanish Leather"

Oh I'm sailin' away my own true love
I'm sailin' away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I'll be landing ?

No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love
There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean.

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona ?

Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.

That I might be gone a long time
And it's only that I'm askin'
Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy passin' ?

Oh, how can, how can you ask me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing I want from you today
I would want again tomorrow.

I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin'
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'.

Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I'm sure your mind is roarmin'
I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country to where you're goin'.

So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there's something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather.


Ernst Jansz Dromen van Johanna
http://www.ernstjansz.com/

maandag 1 november 2010

The Moulettes


Hannah Miller-Cello, Vocals, Guitar.
Ruth Skipper-Vocals, Bassoon, Autoharp, kazoo, Trombone.
Ollie Austin-Drums, percussion, guitar, vocals. [Also of Moneytree]
Roberto Arcari- percussion, fine baritone.
Georgina Leach- Violin, vocals.


Talisman
Ik ontdekte deze band via het prachtige muziekblad ,,Heaven,,(een ,,must,, voor iedere muziekliefhebber,zeer aanbevolen!)De recent schreef dat o.a Robert Plant nogal onder de indruk was van dit bandje.En terecht,de muziek is een soort folkpop,ik moest zelf erg denken aan de eerste opnames van Fairport Convention,Pentangle,Trees en dat soort groepen.Mooie samenzang,veel tempowisselingen en op een originele manier gebracht.


"Auspicious debut album for ambitious prog-folk quintet....Complex & beautiful...Intriguing & unique" - MOJO

"A tastefully contrived blend of lacy chamber folk, racy cabaret and siren blues songs" - Daily Mirror

"there's something more theatrical about Moulettes' approach that tugs them closer to The Tiger Lillies" - Independent

"Moulettes have given us what may be the best debut of 2010"
- Justpressplay.net 8/10

"The most ambitious folk album you’ll hear all year"
- Extremelisteningmode.com



Pirates Song


Moulettes filmed live at their album launch on Friday the 13th August, in the Marlborough Theatre, Brighton. Playing "Bloodshed in the woodshed" and "Going a Gathering". This was perhaps the hottest and sweatiest a band has ever been onstage.


The Moulettes 'Devil of Mine'

The Moulettes on MySpace
http://www.myspace.com/moulettes

tt

zondag 31 oktober 2010

After the Goldrush

"After the Gold Rush" is a song written by Neil Young from the 1970 album of the same name. In addition to After the Gold Rush, it also appears on Decade, Greatest Hits and Live Rust.


After The Goldrush

Dolly Parton once commented about the making of her version of the song; "when we were doing the Trio album, I asked Linda and Emmy what it meant, and they didn't know. So we called Neil Young, and he didn't know. We asked him, flat out, what it meant, and he said, 'Hell, I don't know. I just wrote it. It just depends on what I was taking at the time. I guess every verse has something different I'd taken.'






"After The Goldrush"

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights
In armor coming,
Saying something about a queen.
There were peasants singing and
Drummers drumming
And the archer split the tree.
There was a fanfare blowing
To the sun
That was floating on the breeze.
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies.
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies.

I was lying in a burned out basement
With the full moon in my eyes.
I was hoping for replacement
When the sun burst thru the sky.
There was a band playing in my head
And I felt like getting high.
I was thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie.
Thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie.

Well, I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones.
All in a dream, all in a dream
The loading had begun.
They were flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home in the sun.
Flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home.

http://www.outdoor-photos.com/