How about a few selections from the incredible Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings?
- RH
How about a few selections from the incredible Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings?
- RH
I STILL can’t believe how good these old fuckers sound. Brilliant stuff!
Led Zeppelin, “Kashmir,” Celebration Day, 2007
I can’t believe how good these old guys sound!
Led Zeppelin, ”No Quarter,” Celebration Day, 2007
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Gorgeous, haunting new David Bowie single (first in ten years!) called “Where Are We Now?”
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“It takes a lot of money to look this cheap.”
Dolly Parton Takes the Proust Questionnaire.
Illustration by Risko
THIS. THIS. THIS.
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I want to be David Bowie when I grow up. Especially THIS David Bowie. Something very special happens when this man makes music in Berlin.
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“I can’t tell you in words what I want, but I’m wise enough to know that life doesn’t give us the dreams, as we dream them. And so I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but all I know is that force that’s inside me is pushing me towards something.” - Nina Simone
(Source: bellecs, via forthememoryofepicurus)
I think this is one of the prettiest songs I’ve ever heard. I love the melody, piano, and Van’s always interesting voice. Oh, and I really love the scene that plays out in the song.
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Fair play to you
Killarney’s lakes are so blue
And the architecture I’m taking in with my mind
So fine…
Tell me of Poe
Oscar Wilde and Thoreau
Let your midnight and your daytime turn into love of life
It’s a very fine line
But you’ve got the mind child
To carry on
When it’s just about to be
Carried on…
And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
And you say “Geronimo”
There’s only one meadow’s way to go
And you say “Geronimo”
A paperback book
As we walk down the street
Fill my mind with tales of mystery, mystery…
And imagination
Forever fair
And I’m touching your hair
I wish we could be dreamers
In this dream, ohhh
Let it dream
And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
And you say “Geronimo”
And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
And you say “Geronimo”
Fair play to you
Killarney’s lakes are so blue
High-ho silver, tit for tat
And I love you for that
High-ho silver, tit for tat
And I love you for that, love you for that, love you for that
High-ho silver, tit for tat, tit for tat
And I love you for that
High-ho silver, tit for tat, hah!
Yeah, yeah
And I love you for that
And theres only one meadow’s way to go
And I, and I say “Geronimo”
And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
And we say “Geronimo”
Geronimo
And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
And we say Geronimo
And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
And we say Geronimo
Die Klavierspielerin (by 1920). Albert von Keller (German, 1844–1920). Oil on canvas.
Von Keller’s scenes of society life are painted with thoroughly Parisian esprit, and his portraits are marked by the same elegant distinction. He was particularly successful in the rendering of rustling silk and satin dresses and draperies. His historical and imaginative works were as modern in spirit as his portraits.
The original Dylanological sin is to focus too much on the words, and too little on the sound: to treat Dylan like he’s a poet, a writer of verse, when of course he’s a musician—a songwriter and, supremely, a singer. “Tempest” reminds us what a thrilling and eccentric vocalist he is.Jody Rosen on Bob Dylan’s unreliable narration, and a review of his new album, “Tempest”: http://nyr.kr/P8GGKS
He’s 71, has almost lost his voice completely, has nearly died twice, has been an extraordinary recluse most of his life, has probably never told the truth in an interview in his entire life, and he doesn’t seem to like much of anything these days. But Bob Dylan just put out his 35th album, Tempest, and it has lyrics in it as good as anything written in about 10 years. You may hate the voice, you may hate the music, you may hate the image, you may hate the style, you may hate everything about Bob Dylan… But there is no greater living American storyteller.
- RH
P.S. Tempest is really dark. Really, really dark… And man is it good.
The ‘Songbooks of Zeghere van Male’ are some of the most intriguing Western-European musical manuscripts.
The four large part books contain over 1200 pages, each of which features one or more illuminated vignettes of extraordinary quality. The books feature over 200 different compositions, mainly songs, and give a fascinating overview of the kind of music that flourished in first half of the 16th century around Bruges, including French chanson, church masses and Latin motets. The songbook also includes some Italian madrigals and several Dutch polyphonic songs and instrumental works. The composers range from international figures such as Josquin, Mouton, Willaert, and Sermisy to lesser known regional figures such as De Hondt and Hellinck.
The books appeared in Bruges in 1542 and take their name from their owner, Zeghere van Male, a prominent tradesman in the city.
How about some Bowie today?
Absolute Beginners — That’s a lot of us a lot of the time, isn’t it?
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Portrait of Catherine Vlasto (1897). John Singer Sargent (American, 1856–1925). Oil on canvas. Hirshhorn Museum.
Sargent’s work was characterized by remarkable technical facility, particularly in his ability to draw with a brush, which in later years inspired admiration as well as criticism for a supposed superficiality. His commissioned works were consistent with the Grand manner of portraiture, while his informal studies and landscape paintings displayed a familiarity with Impressionism. In later life Sargent expressed ambivalence about the restrictions of formal portrait work, and devoted much of his energy to mural painting and working en plein air. He lived most of his life in Europe.
Some things deserve an instant re-blog. Billy Joel, Elton John, and Godzilla playing Tokyo together is one of them. - RH