Miércoles, 23 de Junio de 2010
01 CHRISTY O'LEARY & BERT DEIVERT - Josef's March; Lady Montgomery
02 CHRISTY O'LEARY & BERT DEIVERT - Song's Sweeter Caress
03 DOLORES KEANE Seven Yellow Gypsies
04 DOLORES KEANE The Bantry Girls Lament
05 IARLA ÓLIONáIRD Cu-Cu-Ín
06 IARLA ÓLIONáIRD Ní Ceadmhach Neamhshuim
07 SIGUR RóS (2004) Tiki
08 KARAN CASEY & JOHN DOYLE false lover john
09 KARAN CASEY & JOHN DOYLE the shipyard slips
10 KIERAN O'HARE tomeen o'dea-the west clare-the west cork
11 KIERAN O'HARE give it the lash
12 OMNIA - Bold Fenian Men (Gracias Eli por el dato!!)
13 OMNIA - TheWell
14 RONNIE DREW Finnegan's Wake
15 RONNIE DREW Irish Rover
02 CHRISTY O'LEARY & BERT DEIVERT - Song's Sweeter Caress
03 DOLORES KEANE Seven Yellow Gypsies
04 DOLORES KEANE The Bantry Girls Lament
05 IARLA ÓLIONáIRD Cu-Cu-Ín
06 IARLA ÓLIONáIRD Ní Ceadmhach Neamhshuim
07 SIGUR RóS (2004) Tiki
08 KARAN CASEY & JOHN DOYLE false lover john
09 KARAN CASEY & JOHN DOYLE the shipyard slips
10 KIERAN O'HARE tomeen o'dea-the west clare-the west cork
11 KIERAN O'HARE give it the lash
12 OMNIA - Bold Fenian Men (Gracias Eli por el dato!!)
13 OMNIA - TheWell
14 RONNIE DREW Finnegan's Wake
15 RONNIE DREW Irish Rover
Miércoles, 16 de Junio de 2010
01 KILA - Soisin
02 JAMES YORKSTON - rufford park poachers
03 LAU - Souter creek
04 RIST - Slush
05 BIBIO - Carosello Ellitico
06 PAUL GIOVANNI - THE WICKER MAN (1973) Willow's Song
07 THE BOTHY BAND - FISRT ALBUM - 1975 Do you love an apple
08 GJALLARHORN - Herr Olof - Master Olof
09 SOAP&SKIN (2009) - Fall Foliage
10 JOANNA NEWSOM - Jackrabbits
11 SHOOGLENIFTY - Jane's Dance
12 TUNNG - it because weve got hair
13 MATT MOLLOY - Fig for a Kiss-Poll Ha'penny-Merry Sisters
02 JAMES YORKSTON - rufford park poachers
03 LAU - Souter creek
04 RIST - Slush
05 BIBIO - Carosello Ellitico
06 PAUL GIOVANNI - THE WICKER MAN (1973) Willow's Song
07 THE BOTHY BAND - FISRT ALBUM - 1975 Do you love an apple
08 GJALLARHORN - Herr Olof - Master Olof
09 SOAP&SKIN (2009) - Fall Foliage
10 JOANNA NEWSOM - Jackrabbits
I was tired of being drunk.
My face cracked like a joke.
So I swung through here
like a brace of jackrabbits,
with their necks all broke.
I stumbled at the door with my boot,
and I knocked against the jam.
and I scrabbled at your chest, like a mute,
with my fists of ham.
trying to tell you that I am
telling you I can--
I can
love you again;
love you again.
I'm squinting towards the East.
My faith makes me a dope.
But you can take my hand,
in the darkness, darling,
like a length of rope.
I shaped up overnight, you know,
the day after she died.
when I saw my heart,
and I'll tell you, darling,
it was open wide.
what with telling you I am
telling you I can--
I can
love you again;
love you again.
It can have no bounds, you know.
It can have no end.
You can take my hand
in the darkness, darling,
when you need a friend.
And it can change in shape or form,
but never change in size.
Well the water, it ran deep, my darling,
where it don't run wide.
The feather of a hawk was bound,
bound around my neck;
a poultice made of fig,
the eager little vultures pecked.
And a verse I read in jest
in Matthew, spoke to me;
said There's a flame that moves
like a low-down pest
and says, You will be free
only, tell me that I can
tell me that I can:
I can love you again;
love you again.
My face cracked like a joke.
So I swung through here
like a brace of jackrabbits,
with their necks all broke.
I stumbled at the door with my boot,
and I knocked against the jam.
and I scrabbled at your chest, like a mute,
with my fists of ham.
trying to tell you that I am
telling you I can--
I can
love you again;
love you again.
I'm squinting towards the East.
My faith makes me a dope.
But you can take my hand,
in the darkness, darling,
like a length of rope.
I shaped up overnight, you know,
the day after she died.
when I saw my heart,
and I'll tell you, darling,
it was open wide.
what with telling you I am
telling you I can--
I can
love you again;
love you again.
It can have no bounds, you know.
It can have no end.
You can take my hand
in the darkness, darling,
when you need a friend.
And it can change in shape or form,
but never change in size.
Well the water, it ran deep, my darling,
where it don't run wide.
The feather of a hawk was bound,
bound around my neck;
a poultice made of fig,
the eager little vultures pecked.
And a verse I read in jest
in Matthew, spoke to me;
said There's a flame that moves
like a low-down pest
and says, You will be free
only, tell me that I can
tell me that I can:
I can love you again;
love you again.
11 SHOOGLENIFTY - Jane's Dance
12 TUNNG - it because weve got hair
13 MATT MOLLOY - Fig for a Kiss-Poll Ha'penny-Merry Sisters
Miércoles, 09 de Junio de 2010
01 SAM PROCTOR - Hanley's Tweed
02 WHIPPERSNAPPER (1985) - banks of the sweet primroses
03 SYLVIA WOODS (1982) Brandiswhier's - Triumphant Return
04 IRISH - DRAíOCHT (2006) Planxty Fitzgerald
05 DERVISH (2007) heading_home
recreo! (el mismo de la semana pasada, por que no llegamos a pasarlo)
dos temas del último trabajo de Mr.Wood. Impecable, como siempre...
10 CHRIS WOOD Hollow Point
Historia sobre el asesinato de Jean Charles de Menezes a mano de la policía británica
Así lo informaba Clarín (no sorprende, no?)
esta es una nota del 2006 de Página12 relacionada con el policía que mató a Menezes
11 CHRIS WOOD Caesar
12 MEG BAIRD (2007) all i ever wanted
13 OLD BLIND DOGS (2007) Gaelic Song
Mas videos de los 70's que está restaurando y difundiendo la TV Irlandesa.
Mr. Andy Irvine dice que vuelve al pais (y a la patagonia, por supesto)
en enero del 2011...
Amen!
02 WHIPPERSNAPPER (1985) - banks of the sweet primroses
03 SYLVIA WOODS (1982) Brandiswhier's - Triumphant Return
04 IRISH - DRAíOCHT (2006) Planxty Fitzgerald
05 DERVISH (2007) heading_home
recreo! (el mismo de la semana pasada, por que no llegamos a pasarlo)
dos temas del último trabajo de Mr.Wood. Impecable, como siempre...
10 CHRIS WOOD Hollow Point
Historia sobre el asesinato de Jean Charles de Menezes a mano de la policía británica
Así lo informaba Clarín (no sorprende, no?)
esta es una nota del 2006 de Página12 relacionada con el policía que mató a Menezes
11 CHRIS WOOD Caesar
12 MEG BAIRD (2007) all i ever wanted
13 OLD BLIND DOGS (2007) Gaelic Song
Mas videos de los 70's que está restaurando y difundiendo la TV Irlandesa.
Mr. Andy Irvine dice que vuelve al pais (y a la patagonia, por supesto)
en enero del 2011...
Amen!
Miércoles, 02 de Junio de 2010
01 ORION - Marche de Trebrivan-AR Skouarn Dorr...
02 SILLY WIZARD - Willie Archer
03 THE DRUIDS - The Prickly Bush
04 LUNASA - Heaton Chapel
05 HEDGEHOG PIE - the march of the king of laois
recreo!
06 CAKE - friend is a four letter word
07 COLDPLAY - Amsterdam
08 BLUR - 1992
08 BECK - It's all in your mind
09 THE DIVINE COMEDY - Songs of Love
10 GORKY'S ZYGOTIC MYNCI - The Blue Trees
11 LLAN DE CUBEL - La Casa Gris
12 LLAN DE CUBEL - Xurde Wyn
13 KRIS DREVER - O' A' The Airts
02 SILLY WIZARD - Willie Archer
03 THE DRUIDS - The Prickly Bush
04 LUNASA - Heaton Chapel
05 HEDGEHOG PIE - the march of the king of laois
recreo!
06 CAKE - friend is a four letter word
to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
end is the only part of the word
that i heard.
call me morbid or absurd.
but to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
end is the only part of the word
that I heard.
call me morbid or absurd.
but to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
when I go fishing for the words
i am wishing you would say to me,
i'm really only praying
that the words you'll soon be saying
might betray the way you feel about me.
but to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
friend is a four letter word.
end is the only part of the word
that i heard.
call me morbid or absurd.
but to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
end is the only part of the word
that I heard.
call me morbid or absurd.
but to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
when I go fishing for the words
i am wishing you would say to me,
i'm really only praying
that the words you'll soon be saying
might betray the way you feel about me.
but to me, coming from you,
friend is a four letter word.
07 COLDPLAY - Amsterdam
Come on, my star is fading
And I swerve out of control
If i, if I'd only waited
I'd not be stuck here in this hole
Come here my star is fading
And I swerve out of control
And I swear I waited and waited
I've got to get out of this hole
But time is on your side
Its on your side now
Not pushing you down and all around
It's no cause for concern
Come on, oh my star is fading
And I see no chance of release
And I know I'm dead on the surface
But I am screaming underneath
And time is on your side
Its on your side now
Not pushing you down
And all around, no
It's no cause for concern
Stuck on the end of this ball and chain
And I'm on my way back down again
Stood on a bridge, tied to the noose
Sick to the stomach
You can say what you mean
But it won't change a thing
I'm sick of the secrets
Stood on the edge, tied to a noose
You came along and you cut me loose
You came along and you cut me loose
You came along and you cut me loose.
And I swerve out of control
If i, if I'd only waited
I'd not be stuck here in this hole
Come here my star is fading
And I swerve out of control
And I swear I waited and waited
I've got to get out of this hole
But time is on your side
Its on your side now
Not pushing you down and all around
It's no cause for concern
Come on, oh my star is fading
And I see no chance of release
And I know I'm dead on the surface
But I am screaming underneath
And time is on your side
Its on your side now
Not pushing you down
And all around, no
It's no cause for concern
Stuck on the end of this ball and chain
And I'm on my way back down again
Stood on a bridge, tied to the noose
Sick to the stomach
You can say what you mean
But it won't change a thing
I'm sick of the secrets
Stood on the edge, tied to a noose
You came along and you cut me loose
You came along and you cut me loose
You came along and you cut me loose.
08 BLUR - 1992
Going into business
An agreement of your bombast
You'd love my bed
You took the other instead
But don't you feel low
I was being oblique
And you'd love my bed
You got the other instead
What do you owe me?
The price of your piece of mind
You'd love my bed
You took the other instead
An agreement of your bombast
You'd love my bed
You took the other instead
But don't you feel low
I was being oblique
And you'd love my bed
You got the other instead
What do you owe me?
The price of your piece of mind
You'd love my bed
You took the other instead
08 BECK - It's all in your mind
Well it's all in your mind
It's all in your mind
Well it's all in your mind
And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
Wanted to be your good friend
Well I cannot believe
You got a devil up your sleeve
And he's talking to me
And I cannot believe
And I wanted to be
I wanted to be your good friend
You're all scared and stiff
A sick stolen gift
And the people you're with
They're all scared and stiff
And I wanted to be
It's all in your mind
Well it's all in your mind
And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
Wanted to be your good friend
Well I cannot believe
You got a devil up your sleeve
And he's talking to me
And I cannot believe
And I wanted to be
I wanted to be your good friend
You're all scared and stiff
A sick stolen gift
And the people you're with
They're all scared and stiff
And I wanted to be
09 THE DIVINE COMEDY - Songs of Love
Pale, pubescent beasts
Roam through the streets
And coffee-shops
Their prey gather in herds
Of stiff knee-length skirts
And white ankle-socks
But while they search for a mate
My type hibernate
In bedrooms above
Composing their songs of love
Young, uniform minds
In uniform lines
And uniform ties
Run 'round
With trousers on fire
And signs of desire
They cannot disguise
While I try to find words
As light as the birds
That circle above
To put in my songs of love
Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
So sing while you have time
Let the sun shine down from above
And fill you with songs of love
Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
So let's sing while we still can
While the sun hangs high up above
Wonderful songs of love
Beautiful songs of love
Roam through the streets
And coffee-shops
Their prey gather in herds
Of stiff knee-length skirts
And white ankle-socks
But while they search for a mate
My type hibernate
In bedrooms above
Composing their songs of love
Young, uniform minds
In uniform lines
And uniform ties
Run 'round
With trousers on fire
And signs of desire
They cannot disguise
While I try to find words
As light as the birds
That circle above
To put in my songs of love
Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
So sing while you have time
Let the sun shine down from above
And fill you with songs of love
Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
So let's sing while we still can
While the sun hangs high up above
Wonderful songs of love
Beautiful songs of love
10 GORKY'S ZYGOTIC MYNCI - The Blue Trees
11 LLAN DE CUBEL - La Casa Gris
12 LLAN DE CUBEL - Xurde Wyn
13 KRIS DREVER - O' A' The Airts
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