What are you listening to right now?

brainpanhandler · Post by **brainpanhandler** » Sun May 01, 2011 1:01 pm

And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Allegro · Post by **Allegro** » Sun May 01, 2011 2:19 pm

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Changes | David Bowie

Allegro · Post by **Allegro** » Sun May 01, 2011 2:19 pm

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China Girl | David Bowie

Allegro · Post by **Allegro** » Mon May 02, 2011 1:20 am

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Sacred Love | Sting

LYRICS.
Take off those working clothes
Put on these high heeled shoes
Don’t want no preacher on the TV baby
Don’t want to hear the news

Shut out the world behind us
Put on your long black dress
No one’s ever gonna find us here
Just leave your hair in a mess
I’ve been searching long enough
I begged the moon and the stars above
For sacred love

I’ve been up, I’ve been down
I’ve been lonesome, in this godless town
You’re my religion, you’re my church
You’re the holy grail at the end of my search
Have I been down on my knees for long enough?
I’ve been searching the planet to find
Sacred love

The spirit moves on the water
She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter
She’s rising up like a river in flood
The word got made into flesh and blood
The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook
Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book
Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal
Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real
So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies
When I looked up could I trust my eyes?
All the saints and angels and the stars up above
They all bowed down to the flower of creation
Every man every woman
Every race every nation
It all comes down to this
Sacred love

Don’t need no doctor, don’t need no pills
I got a cure for the country’s ills
Here she comes like a river in flood
The word got made into flesh and blood
Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill
But if you don’t love her your best friend will

All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above
It all comes down, it all comes down
It all comes down to love,

Take off your working clothes
Put on your long black dress
And your high heeled shoes
Just leave your hair in a mess

I’ve been thinking ‘bout religion
I’ve been thinking ‘bout the things that we believe
I’ve been thinking ‘bout the Bible
I’ve been thinking ‘bout Adam and Eve
I’ve been thinking ‘bout the garden
I’ve been thinking ‘bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life
I’ve been thinking ‘bout forbidden fruit
I’ve been thinking ‘bout a man and his wife

I been thinking ‘bout, thinking ‘bout
Sacred love, sacred love…

IanEye · Post by **IanEye** » Mon May 02, 2011 8:08 am

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the world is hell for you & me

but what a heaven it will be...

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semper occultus · Post by **semper occultus** » Mon May 02, 2011 8:24 am

for a certain bearded gentleman currently making the news...

Canadian_watcher · Post by **Canadian_watcher** » Mon May 02, 2011 10:34 am

Jeff wrote:

thought it needed to be posted again today.

GO JACK! Ontario, do NOT let this country down.

Post by **Jeff** » Mon May 02, 2011 11:20 am

Canadian_watcher wrote: thought it needed to be posted again today.

My five-year old keeps singing "Let's put this puzzle together, together -"

Just popped in to post this:

Allegro · Post by **Allegro** » Mon May 02, 2011 11:31 am

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My many thanks to those of you who freely give information about the times and lyrics and performers and song writers whose videos are prevalent at RI. I know nothing more than what can be found by way of the simplest searches by which I mean a special thanks to streeb for mentioning allmusic.com, and this memorable page. I don't think I'd ever heard of Walker or the sound of his voice, which it happened I relaxed with.

...but, how does Ian Whitcomb come into play with the singer, Scott Walker? Oh yeah, it's gotta be the big

hair!

New Potato Caboose

. I (too) believe music wins for the many of us who have heart and ears.
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La Valse à Mille Temps | Jacques Brel
— LIVE 1963

LYRICS.
Spinning fast, a piece of my past,
Calls me to wonder at where I have been,
The good and the bad and the bold and the nature of sin,
Up and down, and in and out,
Forty years dust that has gathered about,
The pieces of youth that we scattered around,
When we danced the Carousel Waltz.

A drink or two, a game of tag,
Catch a partner and join in the dance,
All of your dreams can come true if you just take a chance,
Don’t question love, don’t ask around,
Grab the brass ring from the hand of the clown,
The faster you whirl, the sooner around,
When you dance the Carousel Waltz.

All of the carousel sweethearts,
And all of the carousel clowns,
Mirrored in merry confusion,
Pretending it’s love that we’ve found,
The years come and go with a whisper,
The calliope drowns out the age,
We glow and we fade in the roles that we’ve made,
‘Til there’s nothing but ghosts on the stage.

Now we’re forcing rhymes, of simpler times,
The paint on the ponies is fading away,
The red and the green and the blue go the same shade of gray,
Monochrome image of colored events,
Recollections of times that we spent,
The miracles came and the miracles went,
While we danced the Carousel Waltz.

The miracles came and the miracles went,
While we danced the Carousel Waltz.