Music that moves you

From Ian Anderson's "Divinities: Twelve Dances with God"...not really a video, sorry, but it is from a live performance.In the Grip of Stronger Stuff

In their heyday, Tull recordings provided some of the most intelligent, lyrical rock available.They still do.

I would have seen this for the first time when I was six years old in 1957.It explains a lot.

If I could only listen to one genre of music, it would be blues.I can find something to like in every genre of music except one--opera. I just cannot abide it.Tell me...do you have a soundtrack in your head? I do. There seems to be a DJ function in my brain that spins up appropriate (or hysterically or sardonically inappropriate) music to accompany nearly every waking moment. I also find that my brain attempts to resolve white noise/ambient sounds into music.I've asked friends about this from time to time. Some say yes, some say no--and some say I didn't realize I did until you asked, and now I can't turn it off you bastard.

I sometimes have to do that, but mostly my soundtrack is good.At present it's Papa John Creach doing the Wild Turkey instrumental with Jefferson Airplane from 1971.Time to logout and listen.

Heh.I feel young again.

Friends who share my taste in jazz, blues, classical and rock assure me my aversion to opera reveals an uncultivated mind.Alas.To clear my aural palate, I required a little nip of lust......and a little sip of defiance...

I've been a big Green Day fan since...forever. I fondly recall the shock on my teenage nephews' faces at my 60th birthday party when I played a solid two hours of GD. I think American Idiot and 21st Century Breakdown are brilliant. I don't let a day go by without rocking the house with at least a few GD tracks. I have a semi-soundproofed basement with a pair of Bose 901 IVs and a pair of Acoustic Research IIIs, hooked up to a 500 watt amp.So when I say rock the house, I mean rock the house: the neighbors can't hear me, but dust drifts down from the first floor joists. Last of the American Girls (also from American Idiot) joins an august list of anthems to the world's most extraordinary women: I recommend one to foreveryoung--all that angst can be cured overnight, kid.I can never listen to it only once.And Horseshoes and Handgrenades? This one's for foreveryoung, too.

You will.

For obvious reasons...

This was a great thread, too good to die.Go full screen to lose the Rihanna ad (if it appears).

Christina "Chrissy" Amphlett has died. First multiple sclerosis, then cancer. Damn. Some people have to die too hard.I first heard The Divinyls shortly before I left Asia: and so I learned there was a whole other rock 'n roll nation...way. down. there.They peaked commercially in the 90s, I think, but as usual, I prefer the raw early stuff.

Got vinyl

One of my favorite road songs from the mid 80s, still fresh crazy.

Same here. I was delighted to find it.