The one-man orquestra and gifted composer Owen Pallet (aka Final Fantasy before he had to give up the name due to the copyright of the video game), did it again.
From concept albums to more open compositions, "In Conflict" is somehow different from his previous albums, but his inspired songwriting is good as ever. He is still one of the best musicians around, to our delight,
30 novembro 2014
YES: "Songs From Tsongas"
New triple CD from veterans Yes, Recorded in 2004 and covering their entire career until that moment, it's the recording of their 35th Anniversary Tour in 2004, the last tour by the band to feature the classic line-up of Jon Anderson, Steve Howe, Chris Squire, Rick Wakeman and Alan White.
track list:
CD1:
01 – IntroFirebird Suite
02 – Going for the One
03 – Sweet Dreams
04 – I’ve Seen All Good People
05 – Mind Drive, Pts. 1 & 2
06 – South Side of the Sky
07 – Turn on the Century
08 – My Eyes
09 – Mind Drive, Pt. 3
10 – Yours is No Disgrace
CD2:
01 – The Meeting (Piano Solo)
02 – Long Distance Runaround
03 – Wonderous Stories
04 – Time is Time
05 – Roundabout
06 – Show Me
07 – Owner of a Lonely Heart
08 – Second Initial (Guitar Solo)
09 – Rhythm of Love
CD3:
01 – And You and I
02 – Ritual
03 – Every Little Thing
04 – Starship Trooper
28 novembro 2014
New Peter Hammill album: "All that might have been"
The 2014 album of Peter Hammill is out
"All that might have been" on 3 cds and vinyl
"All that might have been" on 3 cds and vinyl
27 novembro 2014
2014 in songs #2: Chris Forsyth & The Solar Motel Band: "I Ain't Waiting"
It was no words, but it could have.
One of the best albums of the year.
One of the best albums of the year.
26 novembro 2014
2014 in Songs #1- Ben Watt - "Forget"
I guess it doesn't make sense to do those lists of the best albums of the year. I'lI alwyas have lots of doubts of saying "these are the best ones", without listening with some intensity to a lot of albums. Nevertheless, and according to my last estimate, I listened more or less to 100 of them.
Early in the year, Ben Watts' album "Hendra" caught my attention. It is just his second solo album, after "North marine Drive he did with Rbert Wyatt, 17 years ago, and after Everything But the Girl split up.It is simple, heratfelt and true. It will endure, the kind of quality you don't find on people just looking for the spur of a (by-gone) moment.
I shared once "Hendra" here. Now it's time to "Forget".
Below you can also feel the fotage of "Levels", featuring David Gilmour.
Before I left there was a weekend when we walked
We barely saw a soul for two whole days
The Sussex downs after rainfall is as lovely as it gets
But really I should let
Let it all slide
How the light can fall in so many different ways
Some memories you deal with but some are tough
There are moments of joy that will go unmet
But really I should let
Let them all slide
But who am I fooling when I say I have no regrets
You can push things to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
I washed your hair in the darkness of the house
I saved a creature from the heat of the fire
And when you rose I saw your silhouette
But really I should let
Let that all slide
But who am I fooling when I say I have no regrets
You can push things to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
But who am I fooling when I say I wish we'd not met
You can push things to the back of your mind
You can push them there but still you will find
That you push them there to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
That you push them there to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
You push them there to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
Early in the year, Ben Watts' album "Hendra" caught my attention. It is just his second solo album, after "North marine Drive he did with Rbert Wyatt, 17 years ago, and after Everything But the Girl split up.It is simple, heratfelt and true. It will endure, the kind of quality you don't find on people just looking for the spur of a (by-gone) moment.
I shared once "Hendra" here. Now it's time to "Forget".
Below you can also feel the fotage of "Levels", featuring David Gilmour.
Before I left there was a weekend when we walked
We barely saw a soul for two whole days
The Sussex downs after rainfall is as lovely as it gets
But really I should let
Let it all slide
How the light can fall in so many different ways
Some memories you deal with but some are tough
There are moments of joy that will go unmet
But really I should let
Let them all slide
But who am I fooling when I say I have no regrets
You can push things to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
I washed your hair in the darkness of the house
I saved a creature from the heat of the fire
And when you rose I saw your silhouette
But really I should let
Let that all slide
But who am I fooling when I say I have no regrets
You can push things to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
But who am I fooling when I say I wish we'd not met
You can push things to the back of your mind
You can push them there but still you will find
That you push them there to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
That you push them there to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
You push them there to the back of your mind
But you can never forget
18 novembro 2014
The Best Songs In the world #45 - Declan O'Rourke - "Galileo"
Because I am in Ireland and this guy is Irish, this may be a good definition of love. That reality so invisible.
It is a very simple song, and the message is incredibly plain to understand...
(I am not the one to draw conclusions...)
Galileo fell in love as a Galilean boy,
And he wondered what in heaven who invented such a joy.
But the question got the better of his scientific mind,
And to his blind and dying gaze,
He looked up high and often sighed,
And sometimes cried,
Who puts the rainbow in the sky?
Who lights the stars at night?
Who dreamt up someone so divine?
Someone like you and made them mine?
Love can make you ask some funny questions now and then.
But just remember the alternatives for I remember when
I was lonely and unhappy,
And my lips were cold as ice.
But you kissed me, and good heavens,
Now I'm here in paradise,
So if ever I'm not kissing you or looking in your eyes.
I won't be blind, and I won't cry.
I'll look up high and gladly sigh,
And thank the guy,
Who puts the rainbow in the sky?
Who lights the stars at night?
Who dreamt up someone so divine?
Someone like you and made them mine?
Someone like you and made them mine?
It is a very simple song, and the message is incredibly plain to understand...
(I am not the one to draw conclusions...)
Galileo fell in love as a Galilean boy,
And he wondered what in heaven who invented such a joy.
But the question got the better of his scientific mind,
And to his blind and dying gaze,
He looked up high and often sighed,
And sometimes cried,
Who puts the rainbow in the sky?
Who lights the stars at night?
Who dreamt up someone so divine?
Someone like you and made them mine?
Love can make you ask some funny questions now and then.
But just remember the alternatives for I remember when
I was lonely and unhappy,
And my lips were cold as ice.
But you kissed me, and good heavens,
Now I'm here in paradise,
So if ever I'm not kissing you or looking in your eyes.
I won't be blind, and I won't cry.
I'll look up high and gladly sigh,
And thank the guy,
Who puts the rainbow in the sky?
Who lights the stars at night?
Who dreamt up someone so divine?
Someone like you and made them mine?
Someone like you and made them mine?
16 novembro 2014
The Best Songs in the World #44 - The Moody Blues - "The Actor"
Back to the playlist of the Best Songs in the World, and back again to the 60's. This is from "In Search of a Lost Chord", 1968, the second album of the second life of Moody Blues.
Justin Hayward,singer and songwriter, and a lovely voice. A romantic tune for Sunday evening...
The curtain rises on the scene
With someone shouting to be free
The play unfolds before my eyes
There stands the actor who is me
The sleeping hours takes this part
Through traffic, telephones and fear
Put out your problems with the cat
Escape until a bell you hear
Our reasons are the same
But there's no-one we can blame
For there's nowhere we need go
And the only truth we know comes so easily
The sound I have heard in your hello
Oh, oh, darling, you're almost part of me
Oh, oh, darling, you're all I'll ever see
Ah, ah, ah
It's such a rainy afternoon
No point in going anywhere
The sounds just drift across my room
I wish this feeling I could share
It's such a rainy afternoon
She sits and gazes from her window
Her mind tries to recall his face
The feeling deep inside her grows
Our reasons are the same
But there's no-one we can blame
For there's nowhere we need go
And the only truth we know comes so easily
The sound I have heard in your hello
Oh, oh, darling, you're almost part of me
Oh, oh, darling, you're all I'll ever see
The sound I have heard in your hello
Oh, oh, darling, you're all I'll ever see
Oh, oh, darling, you're almost part of me
Ah, ah, ah
With someone shouting to be free
The play unfolds before my eyes
There stands the actor who is me
The sleeping hours takes this part
Through traffic, telephones and fear
Put out your problems with the cat
Escape until a bell you hear
Our reasons are the same
But there's no-one we can blame
For there's nowhere we need go
And the only truth we know comes so easily
The sound I have heard in your hello
Oh, oh, darling, you're almost part of me
Oh, oh, darling, you're all I'll ever see
Ah, ah, ah
It's such a rainy afternoon
No point in going anywhere
The sounds just drift across my room
I wish this feeling I could share
It's such a rainy afternoon
She sits and gazes from her window
Her mind tries to recall his face
The feeling deep inside her grows
Our reasons are the same
But there's no-one we can blame
For there's nowhere we need go
And the only truth we know comes so easily
The sound I have heard in your hello
Oh, oh, darling, you're almost part of me
Oh, oh, darling, you're all I'll ever see
The sound I have heard in your hello
Oh, oh, darling, you're all I'll ever see
Oh, oh, darling, you're almost part of me
Ah, ah, ah
13 novembro 2014
R.I.P. Jack Bruce
Este passou-me...
http://www.esotericrecordings.com/
Jack Bruce (14th May 1943 - 25th October 2014)
It is with great sadness that we have to announce the passing of Jack Bruce, one of the greatest musicians in the history of music. We had the extreme honour of working with him on his most recent album, 'Silver Rails', and also on the 'Can You Follow' boxed set some years ago. He was a fabulous man and his passing is a huge loss. Our sincere condolences go to his wife Margrit and all his family. We are numb. RIP Jack, you will always remain in our hearts and will always be a true legend.
Graham Bond, Cream, Carla Bley, Frank Zappa,Robin Trower, Michael Mantler, John Mayall, são algumas das bandas por onde passou e músicos com quem tocou. Era uma lenda viva e um musico reverenciado.
Palavras de velho
Agora que o prog está na mó de cima outra vez, não faltam reedições, re-limpezas. re-mixagens. faixas acrescentadas, notas elogiosas e comentários superlativos. Fala-se dos discos dos Yes como do Santo Graal, os King Crimson são deuses intocáveis, os Led Zeppelin fartam-se de ganhar dinheiro outra vez, David Gilmour vai ser o próximo Papa, grupos que já tinham sido enterrados discretamente renascem e dão concertos para plateias cheias (Strawbs, Caravan, Fairport Convention, Camel, you name it...), enfim, o que está na moda é ter uma longa cabeleira de cabelos brancos e abaná-la, esperando que não salte a placa...
Hoje em dia há edições de discos que não foram editados há 40 anos atrás, tal era o ritmo e a qualidade dos trabalhos a sair, e que nos deixam de queixo caído. Outras obras, que venderam meia dúzia de exemplares e das quais praticamente ninguém ouviu falar, são editadas como obras-primas esquecidas. O passado é uma imensa mina de tesouros refulgentes, fechada todos estes anos e esperando estes Novos Salteadores da Arca Perdida
Mas eu pergunto: então e nós? Os que andámos a pregar no deserto este ano todos? Os que foram escarnecidos - sim, escarnecidos - por gostarmos de rock pomposo, difícil, alucinado, chatíssimo... Eu acho que merecemos uma estátua. Por resistirmos contra vagas sucessivas de assalto - do punk (aaargh!) , New Wave (socorro!), góticos (ar fresco, por favor!), Electro (desliguem a ficha), House (Por favor parem), Hip Hop (desentupam a fossa!) e o intragável R'n'B americano em geral...
Então, por favor, acendam um isqueiro por nós... não, não é uma selfie... e com esse isqueiro acendam alguma coisa... e ide, sede felizes e ouvide os Moody Blues (sim, esses ainda falta recuperar... será na próxima geração....)
The Best Songs in the World #43: Gentle Giant - Think of Me With Kindness
Masterpiece.
And the twist in the middle is just one of its charms.
Why am I using words, no more to say without you
Close the door, put out the lights and go.
Late in the night, in the night your shadow falls between us.
Nevermore, never know.
There, memories are sorrow,
When there's no tomorrow.
Sleep while the sweet sorrow wakes my daydream;
Sleep while you think of me with kindness,
please remember former days.
Sweet the song that once we sang,
the silent parting ways.
And you know, and you know,
And you know, long ago when first we made our promise -
Empty words, I wonder did you know -
The laugh that love could not forgive,
Is gone and tells no call to live,
And we who look in beauty's love;
Must now, through all, look back on before -
The tears that I first cried, no more;
Your love has come and gone, no more.
And we who look in beauty's love
Must now through all think back on before.
Sleep while the sweet sorrow wakes my daydream
Sleep while you think of me with kindness,
please remember former days.
And you know, and you know.
And you know, when we two parted in tears and silence
past the days, the parting ways.
Fare thee well,
fare thee well,
you that was once dear to me.
Think of me with kindness
Think of me.
And the twist in the middle is just one of its charms.
Why am I using words, no more to say without you
Close the door, put out the lights and go.
Late in the night, in the night your shadow falls between us.
Nevermore, never know.
There, memories are sorrow,
When there's no tomorrow.
Sleep while the sweet sorrow wakes my daydream;
Sleep while you think of me with kindness,
please remember former days.
Sweet the song that once we sang,
the silent parting ways.
And you know, and you know,
And you know, long ago when first we made our promise -
Empty words, I wonder did you know -
The laugh that love could not forgive,
Is gone and tells no call to live,
And we who look in beauty's love;
Must now, through all, look back on before -
The tears that I first cried, no more;
Your love has come and gone, no more.
And we who look in beauty's love
Must now through all think back on before.
Sleep while the sweet sorrow wakes my daydream
Sleep while you think of me with kindness,
please remember former days.
And you know, and you know.
And you know, when we two parted in tears and silence
past the days, the parting ways.
Fare thee well,
fare thee well,
you that was once dear to me.
Think of me with kindness
Think of me.
12 novembro 2014
La Grande Bellezza
Grande filme, este tema da banda sonora de Bob Sinclar e Rafaella Carra. Já vi duas vezes, tenho que ver a terceira...
11 novembro 2014
The Best Songs In the World #42 - The Raincoats - "Dancin' in My Head"
The best songs are the ones that stay in your head for years, and that you know by heart even when you don't listen to them very often. That is the case of this odd song from the UK group The Raincoats, a kind of intellectual daughters of The Slits, and that featured the Portuguese guitar player Ana Da Silva. It was one of first women's band formed in the post-punk wave. It's simple, weird and strong. Like the rest of "Odyshape", the album where this comes from.
The Best Songs In The World # 41 - Neil Young - "On The Beach"
This is a really a song that relates to the cover of the album. Despair, solitude, crude feelings, lost horizon. Wonderful, of course. The fifth Neil Young album, from 1974, one of his most underrated works, needs a lot more attention.
The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away,
The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away.
All my pictures are fallin'
from the wall where
I placed them yesterday.
The world is turnin',
I hope it don't turn away.
I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day,
I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day.
Though my problems
are meaningless,
that don't make them
go away.
I need a crowd of people,
but I can't face them
day to day.
I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone,
I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone.
Now I'm livin'
out here on the beach,
but those seagulls are
still out of reach.
I went to the radio interview,
but I ended up alone
at the microphone.
Get out of town,
think I'll get out of town,
Get out of town,
think I'll get out of town.
I head for the sticks
with my bus and friends,
I follow the road,
though I don't know
where it ends.
Get out of town, get out of town,
think I'll get out of town.
'Cause the world is turnin',
I don't want to
see it turn away.
10 novembro 2014
Pink Floyd - The Endless River
Como avaliar um álbum novo de Pink Floyd? Principalmente
quando não é um álbum novo, mas um re-make up de sobras de outro disco?
E ainda por cima com o selo de que é o ultimo que a banda
alguma vez fará?
Este álbum não é um testamento.É um epílogo, de uma banda
que se despede de uma forma suave de uma carreira memorável e que o faz com um
o acenar a Richard Wright, falecido em 2008, perda sentida que terá ditado talvez,
mais que tudo, que os Floyd nunca mais fossem os Floyd.
Aliás, creio que este disco é, de uma forma não explicita,
um sentido adeus a Wright e uma homenagem ao seu papel na banda. A ele
pertencem os esboços de temas que já não podiam ser regravados, foi à volta
deles que o resto da banda trabalhou. São dele, portanto, as raízes deste
trabalho, o seu elemento mais antigo e que frutificou no álbum.
David Gilmour sente-se cansado e tem manifestado publicamente
que já não tem a energia necessária para continuar com este projeto. Compreende-se. Já tem nada a provar, e também já não tem nenhuma novidade para mostrar. Apesar de tudo, fez um último esforço para gravar a sua guitarra de timbre
incomparável para este último disco. Assim como Nick Mason, que gravou a bateria sobre temas ensaiados, pontas soltas
do álbum “The Division Bell”.
O resultado é uma longa tapeçaria de cores brilhantes, mais
próxima do último trabalho de Gilmour “On an Island” (um belíssimo
disco), que dos temas épicos dos Floyd.
Estou seguro que este trabalho vai ser reverenciado pelos
fãs, como uma ultima oferta, apreciado
como um momento Feng-shui por muitos, e ganhará o seu lugar na Galeria
Floydiana. Tem os ingredientes que fizeram tantos outros discos deles famosos,
e, de certa forma, vai repescar influencias de épocas diferentes que até têm
estado ausentes dos discos mais recentes do grupo, como os sons trance de “One
of these days”, ou ambiências saídas de “Ummagumma” . Falta, mas isso já falta
desde 1985, a truculência de Waters e o foco social. E a audácia na composição. Waters levou o “bite” dos
Floyd e deixou Gilmour aos comandos de um barco que só sabe navegar em grandes
planos, horizontes infinitos e regatas de luxo.
O trabalho está bem feito: a tapeçaria foi bem cosida, as
peças sucedem-se com coerência, o pano sonoro desliza perante nós sem costuras
à mostra. É um disco de 18 faixas em que
9 têm menos de 2 minutos, mas isso é pouco relevante. É um patchwork (sem o
sentido pejorativo que o termo pode ter) interessante.
Alguns apontamentos, apenas, já que não tem sentido falar de
temas aqui, de uma primeira audição de “The Endless River”
02. It’s What We Do – recupera as ambiências de Wish You
Were Here, através do som caraterístico do teclado de Rick Wright, que está
presente em Shine on you Crazy Diamond e Welcome to the Machine.
04- Sum – Teclados em ambiente Trance, um solo de bom nível de Gilmour sobre uma batida marcada de Mason.
05 – Skins - A parte do meio de "Echoes", a dos pássaros no meio do nevoeiro, serve de contexto a um bom trabalho de bateria de Mason
em primeiro plano, que toca com o mesmo drive de "A Saucerful of Secrets".
11-13. Alons-y 1& 2– Recupera o baixo-helicóptero e o mesmo
timbre de guitarra de Run Like Hell, de “The Wall”; um dos temas mais
interessantes.
12. Autumn’ 68 - Exercício de Wright em órgão de tubos, seguido pela guitarra de Gilmour.
15. Calling – Vangelis num dia mau.
16. “Eyes to Pearls” – uma guitarra com um ataque à la Mark
Knopfler de sobre uma bateria que lembra “Set the Controls for the Heart of the
Sun”. Tem um toque quase de krautrock, naquela vertente Michael Rother (ou será que já estou a confundir os filhos
com os pais?)
17. Os coros com a suavidade típica de Gilmour sobre a sua
linha melódica continua e ondulante (certamente na lap guitar), no que é um dos
quadros mais conseguidos (e familiares) do álbum, a preparar o último tema, o
único com vocais.
18. E então aqui temos os sinos de aldeia de “The Division
Bell”. O tema poderia estar nesse disco,
não seria certamente um dos mais memoráveis. E, sim termina com um solo dourado
de Gilmour.
That’s it boys. Recuperando aqui as palavras do grande poeta
Leonard Cohen, no seu disco mais mal-amado e incompreendido “Death of a Ladies
Man” (e cito de memória):
“So the
great affair is over / and whoever would have guessed / it would leave us all
so vacant / and so deeply unimpressed”.
09 novembro 2014
Air: Open Air Suit
O Perú às vezes manda-se para paisagens desconhecidas, mas que acabam por revelar-se recompensadoras
A improvisação não será talvez muito fácil de apreciar para a maior parte das pessoas, até porque resvala por vezes em exercícios demasiado abstractos para que se sobressaia o lado mais importante da Música: a emoção. Mas há que não conceder facilidades onde elas não existem: a Musica é exigente quando se procura algo mais que o básico. Exige uma abertura de espírito e uma disponibilidade que não está ao alcance de todos os que procuram apenas uma melodia agradável no auto-radio Neste tipo de musica é necessário sentar e ouvir, de preferência com uma boa aparelhagem. E, no final, talvez ela revela uma liberdade de movimentos que não é comum e que é até mais recompensadora que composições mais estruturadas.
Tudo isto a propósito de uma obra que conheci hoje, e que nunca foi editada em CD: Um grupo chamado Air, com composições de Henry Treadgill, e que dá pelo nome de "Open Air Suit". Improvisação livre, mas com uma enorme simbiose entre os músicos e que resulta numa obra muito estimulante. Pelo menos para este Perú, que cada vez menos se deixa prender em redes de gostos alheios...
05 novembro 2014
The Flaming Lips: Lucy In the Sky with Diamonds
O mundo não precisava de mais uma versão de Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, e o trabalho que os Flaimng Lips (feat. a nova amiguinha Miley Cyrus), não é terrivelmente excitante... mas o vídeo... caramba! Capta muito bem o espírito acid flower power e é um dos mais ousados já feitos para uma audiência rock. Estes tipos são a avant garde de qualquer coisa, ainda não entendemos completamente de quê. Mas, há que tirar-lhes o chapéu: são esteticamente ousados, não têm dogmas nem vacas sagradas e não recuam perante nada.
04 novembro 2014
Chris Forsyth & The Solar Motel Band: I Ain't Waiting
Atenção: a escuta repetida deste tema pode viciar.
Do álbum de 2014 de Chris Forsyth & The Solar Motel Band, que já está na minha playlist para os melhores do ano.
Do álbum de 2014 de Chris Forsyth & The Solar Motel Band, que já está na minha playlist para os melhores do ano.
Tesouros do Baú : Candy - OST
Um produto típico dos anos 60 psicadélicos, com um argumento delirante e cheio de non-sense e um casting de grandes estrelas em aparições episódicas (Ringo Starr, Marlon Brando, Walter Matthau, John Huston...), Candy tem uma banda sonora a condizer. Com temas dos The Byrds e dos Steppenwolf e música original de Dave Grusin (que viria a ser um musico de jazz reputado - dentro do estilo GRP), não chega a ser mais que uma curiosidade e vale mais como produto de época que como preciosidade da sétima arte. Mesmo assim, com os seus momentos psicadélicos interessantes.
Aqui fica a sinopse deste filme de 1968, do realizador Christian Marquand
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0062776/?ref_=fn_tt_tt_2
A very lengthy opening scene zooms through the galaxy, narrowing in on Earth while showering the planets with psychedelic colors and flaring overexposure. The camera moves over the ocean, across the beach, and finally through the desert to land on a young blonde woman emerging from beneath a white sheet. Apparently it’s all a dream, as naïve and blindly helpful Candy Christian (Ewa Aulin with a noticeable Swedish accent and awkwardness toward acting) awakes in class, being lectured by her father, the teacher. Later, she watches a presentation by acclaimed poet MacPhisto, a drunken actor, who tries to rape her in his limousine. When he’s too inebriated to do anything but fall on the floor, Candy winds up having sex with her father’s landscaper.
She’s sent to New York for her behavior, accompanied by her father, uncle T.M. Christian and his wife Livia (Elsa Martinelli), but en route she’s attacked by the gardener’s sisters (named Lolita, Conchita, and Marquita, wielding brass knuckles, a switchblade and flail) and her father is knocked into a coma. They manage to board a military plane commanded by Brigadier General Smight (Walter Matthau), who trades a blood transfusion for a patriotic stripshow from Candy, which results in the deployment of the army man’s troops and a shaky landing by T.M.’s wife. From there, a pink scrubs-suited brain surgeon is called upon to operate, hilariously splattering blood all over his face as he digs into Candy’s unconscious father with scalpels and bone saws in front of a crowd of onlookers in an amphitheater at the center of a hospital shaped like a brain, where mental patients are dressed identically to the staff. Her father’s brain is eventually connected to an electrical outlet. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg as Candy continues on her bizarre odyssey of strange people and sexual encounters to reach an ethereal void.
03 novembro 2014
The Best Songs In The World #40 - Led Zeppelin - "The Rain Song"
This album - "Houses of the Holy", 1973 - was just remastered, and the new mix really brought out the subleteties of the song. This is a ballad, something not so usual in Led Zeppellin, and looks like the inspiration came from George Harrison and "Something". Robert Plant thinks this is one his best vocals.
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