29 posts tagged “music”

Demons And Wizards - Paradise/The Spell

Uriah Heep

I feel you trying,
though in my heart I know you're lying.
And though your love for me is dying,
I see you crying.

I touch you softly now,
born on by hope until the end, somehow.
I am a man and I must keep my vows,
I must go on.

But the wall of your secret heart
keeps my distance clear, helps my footsteps fall
back in line inside my mind.

What's the use? You turned me loose
and left me here to cry.
Where's the love we talked about?
Where's my sunny sky?
Secret hearts and sorry tales
will never help love grow.
Spread your wings my darkened soul,
the time has come to go.
I will not be hurried down
or blackened by you lies.
I must go and find my dreams
and live in paradise.

(Repeat and fade)

What do you think I am? Do you think I'm dreaming?
Don't you know I know what it is you're schemeing?
Who did you think gave you the right,
hidden by the dead of night,
to take the world and turn it upside down,
when it should be round?

It seems I made it just in time
to use my reason and my rhyme
to save us from the evils of your mind.

I will cast the spell, be sure I cast it well.
I will light a fire, kindled with desire.
I'll fill you with fear so you'll know I'm here
and I won't be treated like a fool.
Stop what you're pretending, there'll be no happy ending.
I'm alive and darkness is my tool.

But when the night is over,
and daytime steals your cover,
the goodness of the morning sun
will wear away what you have done
and leave you cold.

I have no need for moonlight.
You're wrong to trust in sunlight.
For I exist, not just in storms,
but in life itself, in so many forms
to leave you cold.

I will leave you now, but you wont defeat me.
You had best beware when you come to meet me.
Love and truth will follow me,
an army of reality,
brought from every corner of the world.

You will never break the spell.
I summon all the fires of hell
and this is my advice for what it's worth:

Let us not begin this fight we cannot win.
Be sure you're watching me.
Cause all through your life,
every day and every night

You should know that I'll be watching YOU!

Just picture yourself dancing to this tune with someone as opposed to doing so with some contemporary 'hip hop' or ‘rave’ number. 

Which do you think incites your attention and appreciation of the person you're dancing with?  I feel that much of contemporary 'club' tunes contracts one's appreciation of significance to include none other than oneself.  And the mindnumbing thud of the beat, which oftentimes goes much faster than one's normal heartbeat does much to incite self-absorption as opposed to rhythms that promote cognizance and appreciation of another.  I miss those days that produced the kind of music that encouraged one to look at each other, talk to each, smile at each other, and which, in its totality brought about greater rhythm between oneself and the person or persons one was dancing with.  I dare say that rhythm, amongst others, does much in either contracting or expanding one’s field of cognizance and appreciation.  Hence, in my books, a good social rhythm is that which leads to good vibrations that enables that which resonates from either to bring about greater mutual appreciation.

Something to think about.

ed

Now this is what I wouldn't call 'moo-sic'  - songs reinforcing the underdevelopment of the herd of 'modern' humanity and serving as a compensation for their trivialised lives, or expression of their trivialised lives.

Ozric Tentacles, was introduced to me by a British/Welsh mate of mine by the name of Ben Dudley whilst I was getting a real education for the first time in my life from the mid-90s to 2000 in the UK. - via a degree in Sociology and Psychology within an environment that did not frown on novel or radical ideas and actually gave a thumbs up to challenges to established norms of perception...which took full advantage of.  Ozrics tunes are quite complexly interwoven together with what seems to be the right amount of various instrumental and tonal elements coming in and going out at various points.  Great psychedelia that seems to be a spin-off of the introspective, spiritually Indian, and politically Marxian 'hippie' era  Must say that the Brits still do produce some great personality-developing muse-ic.  Check out the videos, or if you prefer, the album version of the song is included below.

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Dissolution

Ozric Tentacles

I miss the semblance of intellectual individualism (author's term)- which is a truer form of individualism than its current variant -  of the 80s as illustrated in the era's self-assertive non-conformist styles.

ed

“Music was once an expression meandering through the myriad tributaries of the depths of the human soul.

Now it has become nothing more than a premature ejaculation from its nether regions”

To experience the fathomless depths of the crevices in the valleys....the pinnacles of mountain tops... from a vantage where they are nothing more than needlepoints. 

Pierced on both ends, beats and bleeds the beating heart, betwixt the stalactites and stalagmites of joys and sorrows, in extremities.  Insatiable.

edsperience...

That was when it was more about the music than the musician.  Someone told me that there was a 'fat girl' in the video.  Don't know about that mate, all I sense is a sweet spirit and great music. 

Bono and the 'Bling'-stars can kiss my ass. 

Good Monday 2 U! :)

ed

Demis Roussos is one of the reasons I became invulnerable to contemporary romantic or 'sentimental' songs.  Thankfully, I was exposed to Demis,(also Nana Mouskouri) amongst a host of other genres - blues, opera, meditational, classical, Rock & Roll stuff - as a child (owe my elder brother for that).  This helped me appreciate music, and all phenomenon thereafter, from a host of angles. I absolutely love the Greek style of music - which methinks has Arabic elements in it...as illustrated by the instruments used, the way it is played, and the fluidity of the tunes, i.e. the opening part of the song in the following video.

Many of the songs of 'those' times basically spoke of a deeper kind of love that required, or reinforced, a deeper sense of things in the listener - other than the relatively superficial teeny-version of romance and sentimentality today.   It wasn't just in the lyrics, it was in the passion with which they were sung, the emotional depth of the music, the arrangement....- what i call the subconscious intent of the singer/artist/writer/etc which they themselves may not be aware of.  Demis, to me, is a singer of 'the philosopher class', who communicates something deeper via the medium of expressions, tone, vocal fluctuations, etc, etc, where philosophers and thinkers use ideas via the medium of the thesis to incite just as much in another facet of the human persona.  CPR for the soul.  That's what it is.  If I'm allowed one wish in life, it is to die with the soul that it takes to appreciate beauty like this, intact.

I  suppose, as teens became a viable profit-generating market for music from the 50s onwards, the 'old fogies' were gradually pushed out and the sector of the market that promised the most profit - the 'young-uns' - became the arbiters of 'good music'.  Sad. 

But that didn't deter me, a couple of days ago, when I was having a drink at a local coffeeshop, from playing Demis on my portable ipod speakers - whilst dressed as a 'rocker';) - I never gave a hoot about ‘hip’  I always have to have my healthy bout of quality music before entering local pubs(to play pool) where attempts are made to blast my spirit away with their 'boom boom' or contemporary 'RnB' music.

lyrics

My friend the wind will come from the hills
When dawn will rise, he'll wake me again
My friend the wind will tell me a secret
He shares with me, he shares with me

My friend the wind will come from the north
With words of love, she whispered for me
My friend the wind will say she loves me
And me alone, and me alone

I'll hear her voice and the words
That he brings from Helenimou
Sweet as a kiss are the songs of Aghapimou
Soft as the dew is the touch of Manoulamou
Oh oh oh

We'll share a dream where I'm never away from Helenimou
Blue are the days like the eyes of Aghapimou
Far from the world will I live with Manoulamou
Oh oh oh

My friend the wind go back to the hills
And tell my love a day will soon come
Oh friendly wind you tell her a secret
You know so well, oh you know so well

My friend the wind will come from the north
With words of love, she whispered for me
My friend the wind will say she loves me
And me alone, and me alone

I'll hear her voice and the words
That he brings from Helenimou
Sweet as a kiss are the songs of Aghapimou
Soft as the dew is the touch of Manoulamou
Oh oh oh

We'll share a dream where I'm never away from Helenimou
Blue are the days like the eyes of Aghapimou
Far from the world will I live with Manoulamou
Oh oh oh

La la la .... Helenimou
La la la .... Aghapimou
La la la .... Manoulamou

La la la .... Helenimou
La la la .... Aghapimou
La la la .... Manoulamou

If you got down this far, here's a 'bonus' song/video....another one of my favourites from Demis :)

Have a meaningful weekend :)

ed