Vilken musik lyssnar ni på? [ändra från "https" till "http" för att se inbäddade videos]

[Anna Sara]

Resons to self (pulse of life)/it/denial/surrender of and from the identical messenger: the attachment of false imitations in the space of collection..

[Anna Sara]

[David H]

Ryssarna på v-kontakte är lite roliga. Såg att någon hade postat ett stycke Mozart symfoni nr. 6 "musika angelov", musik av änglar. Jag lyssnade och blev förvånad att det inte lät bekant (something doesnt feel quite right, så att säga). Gjorde en sökning och det gav över 1000 träffar på samma stycke. Men när jag sökte på engelska fick jag inte en enda träff. Och enligt youtube var Mozarts symfoni nr. 6 något helt annat. Tillslut efter lite research kom jag fram till att denna ängelmusik, inte är skriven av Mozart utan av en sydkorean, Yiruma, i början av 2000-talet och låten heter "the river flows in you" tydligen känd från filmen "twilight" som jag inte sett.

I vilket fall mycket vacker musik tycker jag, spelade intensivt i mitt huvud när jag inte kunde somna förra natten.

[scirocco]

Kan inte länka någonting alls, har aldrig försökt.  
o Gillian Welch  - revelator
o Mose Allison - seventh son
o Luther Allison - the thrill is gone

[David H]

From the CD Time (The Revelator)

Darling remember from when you come to me
that Im the pretender,
Im not what Im supposed to be
but who could know, lf Im a traitor?
times the revelator, revelator.

They caught the katy, and left me a mule to ride.
The fortune lady came along she walked beside,
but every word seemed to date her.
Times the revelator, the revelator.

Up in the morning up and on the ride.
I drive in to corning and all the spindles whine
and ever day is getting straighter.
Times the revelator the revelator

Leaving the valley and fucking out of sight
Ill go back to cali where I can sleep out every night
and watch the waves and move the fader.
Queen of fakes and Imitators
Times the revelator.

[Zokrates]

[Lufier]

[scirocco]

Look at miss Ohio-Gillian Welch&David Rawlings

[Euklides]

[Skogsälvan]

[Marko]

[David H]

[Lufier]

[David H]

Var i Stockholm och lyssnade på Bright Eyes inatt. Det var trevligt. Imorgon bitti föreläsning.. hm.. hm.. kanske inte.


If you hate the taste of wine
Why do you drink it until you're blind?
And if you swear that there's no truth and who cares
How come you say it like you're right?

Why are you scared to dream of God
When it's salvation that you want?
You see stars that clear have been dead for years
But the idea just lives on

In our wheels that roll around
As we move over the ground
And all day it seems we've been in between
The past and future town

We are nowhere, and it's now
We are nowhere, and it's now

And like a ten minute dream in the passenger seat
While the world was flying by
I haven't been gone very long
But it feels like a lifetime

I've got no plans and too much time
I feel too restless to unwind
I'm always lost in thought as I walk the block
To my favorite neon sign

Where the waitress looks concerned
But she never says a word
Just turns the jukebox on and we hum along
And I smile back at her

And my friend comes after work
When the features start to blur
She says these bars are filled with things that kill
By now you probably should have learned

Did you forget that yellow bird?
How could you forget your yellow bird?

She took a small silver wreath and pinned it on to me
She said, "This one will bring you love"
And I don't know if it's true
But I keep it for good luck

[monstret]

"I could compare my music to white light which contains all colours. Only a prism can divide the colours and make them appear; this prism could be the spirit of the listener."

– Arvo Pärt