What are you listening to?

I discovered Rob Dougan today.
Discovered his work - Clubbed to Death (Kurayamino variation) - as soundtrack music for a video on _youtube.
His songs were featured in the Matrix movies, a fact to which of course I didn't pay any attention to at the time :-)
 
I recently discovered a husband and wife group that calls itself The Handsome Family. Their music and lyrics are quite unlike anything you've ever heard, haunting and other-worldly.

You can listen to some of their songs HERE. I particularly recommend "Tesla's Hotel Room" and "Weightless Again". Lyrics below.


TESLA'S HOTEL ROOM

In the last days of wonder
When spirits still flew
where we sat holding hands
In half-darkened rooms

Nicola Tesla
In the hotel New Yorker
nursing sick pigeons
by the open window

dreamed of a death ray
To disintegrate matter
detected Morse code
From faraway planets

he couldn’t stand the touch
of hair or of skin
but stroked feathers gently
on trembling wings

and drew plans for a camera
To photograph thoughts
Vacuum tube lights
Wireless phones

In the last days of wonder
When spirits still flew
Round bubbling test tubes
In half-darkened rooms

Edison and Westinghouse
in silk brocade
ate oysters Rockerfeller
with French champagne

But Tesla grew thin
eating only saltines
going days in his lab
Without any sleep

dreaming of god
as an X-ray beam
he was hit by a cab
while crossing the street

lying on his bedspread
he struggled to breathe
the light bulbs exploded
the air filled with wings

In the last days of wonder
When spirits still flew
Tesla vacated
his half-darkened room


WEIGHTLESS AGAIN

We stopped for coffee in the Redwood forest.
Giant dripping leaves.
Spoons of powdered cream.
I wanted to kiss you,
but wasn't sure how.

Like those indians lost in the rainforest,
forced to drag burning wood wherever they went.
They had all forgotten how to start a fire.

This is why people OD on pills and jump from the Golden Gate Bridge.
Anything to feel weightless again.

Those poor, lost indians
when the white men found them,
most died of TB; the rest went insane.

In our motel room you're drinking Slice and gin,
reading Moby Dick on the other bed.
Remember the first time we slept together?
You said it felt like when you learned to float.

This is why people OD on pills and jump from the Golden Gate Bridge.
Anything to feel weightless again.
 
Thanks for reminding me of them. They songs are really good but dark. The music is CW-style. I like these lyrics from the song Cathedrals. The Cologne cathedral really does look like a spaceship from the sky:

The Handsome Family said:
the Cathedral in Cologne looks like a spaceship
like the hand of God falling from the sky
a 1000 stone-carved saints hang like icicles
but icicles don't take 1000 years to die

and everyone who ever worked on this Cathedral
or even spent a moment walking by
everyone of us is swept away like breadcrumbs
what comfort does it bring, soaring towers left behind
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PepperFritz said:
I recently discovered a husband and wife group that calls itself The Handsome Family. Their music and lyrics are quite unlike anything you've ever heard, haunting and other-worldly.
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Regina Spektor "The Call"

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and now one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye

f you have the time, please do watch my first music video on youtube. Just search for 123 by Junior Kilat. Students and graduates of the IAFT made it. Feel free to post comments as well. I’d be happy to see what you think of it.
 
Hi,
I'm a newcomer, and I would like to sending a masterpiece from Vittorio Monti:Csardas
if you like violin, Katica Illenyi playing, classic in the beginning and mixed wih a little jazz!!
Enjoy!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BF9uQI-SRv4
 
Windmills Of Your Mind

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kb9dcv1xDiY - English version by Sting
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Txt4vXrDfg - French version by Michel Legrand (wow)

Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said
Lovers walking along the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand

Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circle that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
 
I've been listening to R. Carlos Nakai. _http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R._Carlos_Nakai He is a Native American flute player and it is just incredibly relaxing to listen to. (No lyrics).
 
Dire Straits: Telegraph Road

A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a pack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
Made a home in the wilderness
He built a cabin and a winter store
And he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shore
And the other travelers came riding down the track
And they never went further, no, they never went back
Then came the churches then came the schools
Then came the lawyers then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads
And the dirty old track was the telegraph road

Then came the mines - then came the ore
Then there was the hard times then there was a war
Telegraph sang a song about the world outside
Telegraph road got so deep and so wide
Like a rolling river. . .

And my radio says tonight its gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
Theres six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow. . .

I used to like to go to work but they shut it down
I got a right to go to work but theres no work here to be found
Yes and they say were gonna have to pay whats owed
Were gonna have to reap from some seed thats been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road

You know Id sooner forget but I remember those nights
When life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care
But believe in me baby and Ill take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers of headlights these rivers of rain
From the anger that lives on the streets with these names
cause I've run every red light on memory lane
I've seen desperation explode into flames
And I don't want to see it again. . .

From all of these signs saying sorry but were closed
All the way down the telegraph road

Huge guitar solo at the end :D
 
Hmm... Right now i'm listening Atari Teenage Riot and Alec Empire. It's a little... different ;p

Alec Empire - On Fire :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_MRQlFWzbvU

Atari Teenage Riot - Revolution Action :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hkb3r9filcM

Enjoy the ride :evil:
 
Invisible Sun- The Police


_http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hFydh-QhPA

.. the 80s hairdos ;D

I dont want to spend the rest of my life
Looking at the barrel of an armalite
I dont want to spend the rest of my days
Keeping out of trouble like the soldiers say
I dont want to spend my time in hell
Looking at the walls of a prison cell
I dont ever want to play the part
Of a statistic on a government chart

There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
That gives us hope when the whole days done

Its dark all day, and it glows all night
Factory smoke and acetylene light
I face the day with me head caved in
Looking like something that the cat brought in

There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
That gives us hope when the whole days done

And theyre only going to change this place by
Killing everybody in the human race
And they would kill me for a cigarette
But I dont even wanna die just yet

There has to be an invisible sun
It gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
It gives us hope when the whole days done
 
Love that song! Thanks for the reminder and the lyrics. I always thought it was about Detroit.

Rise said:
Dire Straits: Telegraph Road

...
From all of these signs saying sorry but were closed
All the way down the telegraph road

Huge guitar solo at the end :D
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Ah! Since you reminded me of Dire Straits, i just listened to one my favorite songs of theirs:

-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGB3KyyTxP0

Private Investigations

Its a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
Its in a diary
This is my investigation
Its not a public inquiry

I go checking out the report
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In the line of work
Treachery and treason
Theres always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still cant get used to it

And what have you got at the end of the day ?
What have you got to take away ?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
Blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes

Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations
 
been listening to Pink Floyd recently. just had the whole of Dark Side of The Moon on in the car... :cool:

Breathe, breathe in the air
Dont be afraid to care
Leave but dont leave me
Look around and chose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles youll give and tears youll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Dont sit down, its time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.
 
Pink Floyd: On the run

..have your passports ready....Rome...

Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, Ha Ha Haaaaaa!
 
ALEX HARVEY
On 4 February 1982 while waiting to take a ferry back to shore after performing his last concert with his new band, the Electric Cowboys, Harvey suffered a massive heart attack. In an ambulance on the way to the hospital, he suffered a second heart attack, this one fatal. It occurred on the day before his 47th birthday, in Zeebrugge, Belgium.
:( :( :(

HAMMER SONG
"Oh please, don't sell me out", said the man with the hammer, hammering the anvil
"I've been walking on the road of rocks
and I keep on hammering, Keep on hammering, keep on hammering
hammering the anvil."
"Don't let the sun go down," said the man with the fire, firing the furnace
"I've been buried in the snow
and I keep on firing, keep on firing,
firing the furnace."
"Don't talk to me", said the man with the chisel, chiseling the surface
"I've been sleeping far too long,
and I keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling
chiseling the surface."
"I don't know what you mean", said the man with the shovel, shoveling the ashes,
"I've been diggin in the frozen ground,
and I keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling,
shoveling the ashes
Chiseling the surface,
Firing the furnace,
Hammering the anvil
Hammering the anvil.
"Oh please, don't sell me out", said the man with the hammer, hammering the anvil
"I've been walking on the road of rocks,
and I keep on hammering , keep on hammering, keep on hammering,
hammering the anvil."
Shoveling the ashes
Chiseling the surface
Firing the furnace
Hammering the anvil.
Keep it on, keep it on, keep it on!
Hammering the anvil.
 
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