For me today it is probably the piano bootleg version of "She's Your Lover Now" by Bob Dylan. Although Artur Schnabel's rendition of Beethoven's Piano sonata No. 30 (Opus 109) will always rank at top. And the opening theme to the movie "To Kill A Mockingbird". Miles Davis' "Funny Valentine" LIVE - ah there's too many to say.
Jerry Garcia - banjo, vocals David Grisman - mandolin, vocals Peter Rowan - vocals, guitar Vassar Clements - fiddle John Kahn - bass
What an awesome group of musicians. One of my favorite blue grass tunes
"No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it off to forced conscious expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten." Hunter S. Thompson
A beautiful song. Of course the Dead done so many songs that I love, but this one always makes me feel nostalgic with memories of my first love.
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"No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it off to forced conscious expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten." Hunter S. Thompson
Here is a, somewhat cheesy performance art, version of one my favorite songs from The Wall, along with the movie version if I can get it to work right.
Thanks for that version of pigs on the wing, don't think I had heard it before.
Edited by fearandloathing, : No reason given.
"No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it off to forced conscious expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten." Hunter S. Thompson
Almost forgot bout this band they went too pop for my taste now.
Umm forgot the lyric for those who are not used to listening to these kind of vocal
Lyrics: I pace, alone In a place for the dead Overcome by woe And here, I've grown So fond of dread That I swear it's heaven
Oh sweet Mary, Dressed in grief Roll back the stone
With these words scrawled in a severed hand Tears fall like shards of glass that band In rivers, like sinners Swept with me to join the damned
A darkened sky The day that laughter died Fell swiftly into night And stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how easy now the sacrifice My life, to have Her with me
So farewell to distant thunder Those inept stars I've worshipped under Fall father, their Father Lies in wait in flames below Whilst my love, a blood red flower Calls to me from verdant bowers Graveside, I cry Please save me from this Hell I know
A darkened sky The day that laughter died Fell swiftly into night And stayed within Her sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how easy now to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me
An eye for an eye as espied in the bible My faith is lost to the burning of idols One less cross to press upon the survival Of this lorded agony
And I, (much as I have tried To bury Her from mind, Fate's tourniquet was tied, when She died...) Still sense Her presence so divine Lithe arms about my throat Like pining swans entwined Footfalls at nightfall close to mine
Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
I snatch Her whisper like the wind through cedars See Her face in every natural feature Midst the mist and sleepy hollows of fever... With glee deceiving me
Suicide is a tried and tested formula for release
I hear Her voice from where the grave defies Her Siren song to sing along, no finer Suicide notes, harmonised in a minor Strike a chord with misery
No light nor reef No unsinkable of romance keeps me Safely from the stormy seas Now drowning, resounding Death-knells pound my dreams Unthinkable to dredge through this Listless and lonely winter frieze
A darken sky This day hereafter dies Falls swiftly into night And stays within my sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me
No more a victim of a crusade Where souls are strung from a moral palisade I slit my wrists and quickly slip away... I journey now on jewelled sands Beneath a moon to Summerlands To grace Her lips with contraband The blaze once in my veins
As in too pop i mean they changed their style of music to apeal to a wider audience and it sounds like justin bieber's lyrics
That would be true if everything after thornography 2006 (the album you used that song from, was similar to it. In fact one of their heaviest albums was the one right after it (Godspeed on the Devils Thunder 2008). LAst year's 2010 album was pretty good as well (Midian 2000; is still my favorite though). Though Dani did cut his hair.
It seems like they released one weak album and you gave up. You should give them another try, they are still great.
Im not saying they are total shit they just aint death metal anymore they are wanabe death metal. Still like their old tracks and cds though
They never were Death Metal. More Black Metal then Melodic or Symphonic Black Metal (the rare non-Scandinavian band).
Music from my youth... I think this was originally a "b side" for Benny and the Jets or Daniel maybe? Beautiful song, Elton is one of my favorite piano/keyboard players. He has made a number of songs that move me, this is one of the best.
"No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it off to forced conscious expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten." Hunter S. Thompson
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