What are you listening to right now?

Bruce Dazzling · Post by **Bruce Dazzling** » Thu Apr 19, 2012 3:38 pm

Rest in peace, my man.

barracuda · Post by **barracuda** » Thu Apr 19, 2012 8:06 pm

Allegro · Post by **Allegro** » Fri Apr 20, 2012 5:21 pm

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Bach’s Prelude & Fugue No. 1 | Original Swingle Singers

[YOUTUBE NOTES.]
Recorded | New York City, NY,
early 1963

Personnel | Jeanette Baucomont - Soprano; Christiane Legrand - Soprano; Anne Germain - Alto; Hélène Devos - Alto; Ward Swingle - Tenor / Arranger; Joseph Noves - Tenor; Jean Cussac - Bass; Jose Germain - Bass; Guy Pedersen - String Bass; Bernard Lubat or Daniel Humair - Drums

NeonLX · Post by **NeonLX** » Sat Apr 21, 2012 5:57 pm

NeonLX · Post by **NeonLX** » Sat Apr 21, 2012 8:52 pm

Project Willow · Post by **Project Willow** » Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:04 pm

Nordic · Post by **Nordic** » Sun Apr 22, 2012 3:55 am

Eddie Vedder - Ukelele songs

Nordic · Post by **Nordic** » Sun Apr 22, 2012 4:24 am

These guys

Inkwhyring · Post by **Inkwhyring** » Sun Apr 22, 2012 5:44 am

Satellite radio-flipping around presets-right now,"Man on the Silver Mountain"Ronnie James Dio.

Laodicean · Post by **Laodicean** » Tue Apr 24, 2012 6:28 pm

Bruce Dazzling · Post by **Bruce Dazzling** » Wed Apr 25, 2012 10:14 am

Pierre d'Achoppement · Wed Apr 25, 2012 5:49 pm

Laodicean · Post by **Laodicean** » Thu Apr 26, 2012 1:14 am

justdrew · Post by **justdrew** » Fri Apr 27, 2012 4:17 am

Allegro · Post by **Allegro** » Sat Apr 28, 2012 9:04 pm

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Holocene | Bon Iver
— Official Music Video

LYRICS.
Someway, baby, it’s part of me, apart from me"
You’re laying waste to Halloween
You fucked it, friend, it’s on its head, it struck the street
You’re in Milwaukee, off your feet

And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Strayed above the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles

3rd and Lake, it burnt away, the hallway
Was where we learned to celebrate
Automatic bought the years you’d talk for me
That night you played me ‘Lip Parade’
Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree
Saying nothing, that’s enough for me

And at once I knew I was not magnificent
Hulled far from the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles

Christmas night, it clutched the light, the hallow bright
Above my brother, I and tangled spines
We smoked the screen to make it what it was to be
Now to know it in my memory

And at once I knew I was not magnificent
High above the highway aisle
(Jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles

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