opdateret 31-05 2021

 

Musik 4

 

 

Jeg har, lige så længe jeg kan huske, holdt af musik.

 

Jeg holder af mange former for populærmusik og klassisk musik.

 

Vil herunder give nogle få eksempler på musik, jeg har holdt af og stadig holder af.

 

De kan for mig vække glæde, give godt humør og/eller virke opløftende.

 

Spring blot de  musikindslag over, som ikke appelerer.

 

Indholdet af "Musik" bør naturligvis ikke påvirke vurderingen af det øvrige indhold på mine hjemmesider!

 

Prøver bare med disse link, at give lidt glæde i disse tider, hvilket måske nok kunne være tiltrængt.

 

NB Klik på firkant for fuld skærm. Klik firkant igen for normal!

 

Er ikke ansvarlig for de videoforslag, der dukker op efter afspilningerne og heller ikke for evt. copyrightsproblemer, da disse videoer ikke er lagret, men blot er en reference (har link) til Youtube.

With God on our side, Joan Baez

Oh, my name—it ain't nothin'
My age—it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that the land that I live in
Has God on its side

Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh, the country was young
With God on its side

The Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side

The First World War, boys
It came and it went
The reason for fighting
I never did get
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side

The Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And then we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side

I've learned to hate the Russians
All through my whole life
If another war comes
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side

But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side

Through many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side

So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And they fall to the floor
That if God's on our side
He'll stop the next war

Bob Dylan

Blowin in the wind, Joan Baez

Oh, my name—it ain't nothin'
My age—it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that the land that I live in
Has God on its side

Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh, the country was young
With God on its side

The Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side

The First World War, boys
It came and it went
The reason for fighting
I never did get
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side

The Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And then we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side

I've learned to hate the Russians
All through my whole life
If another war comes
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side

But now we got weapons
Of chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side

Through many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side

So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And they fall to the floor
That if God's on our side
He'll stop the next war

Bob Dylan

Joan Baez imiterer Bob Dylan

If I can dream, Elvis Presley

If I can dream
There must be lights burning brighter somewhere
Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue
If I can dream of a better land
Where all my brothers walk hand in hand
Tell me why, oh why, oh why can't my dream come true
oh why
There must be peace and understanding sometime
Strong winds of promise that will blow away the doubt and fear
If I can dream of a warmer sun
Where hope keeps shining on everyone
Tell me why, oh why, oh why won't that sun appear

We're lost in a cloud
With too much rain
We're trapped in a world
That's troubled with pain
But as long as a man
Has the strength to dream
He can redeem his soul and fly
Deep in my heart there's a trembling question
Still I am sure that the answer gonna come somehow
Out there in the dark, there's a beckoning candle

And while I can think, while I can talk
While I can stand, while I can walk
While I can dream, please let my dream
Come true, right now
Let it come true right now
Oh yeah Writer/s: Walter Earl Brown

In the Ghetto, Elvis Presley,The Royal Philharmonic Orchestra

In the Ghetto

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
it's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

People, don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
are we too blind to see,
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way

Well the world turns
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

And his hunger burns
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight
In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation
a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

As her young man dies,
on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
another little baby child is born
In the ghetto

Mac Davis

Bridge over troubled water, Elvis Presley

Elvis havde, som Mario Lanza og de fleste andre mange større og mindre menneskelige fejl oftest forstærket af en yderst egocentrerede underholdningsbranche.

Men han gjorde alligevel ofte ofte en positiv forskel med sine sange, hvor han ofte havde en varme og/eller styrke i sin stemme, ikke mindst i hans gospel-sange, som han elskede at synge, både i sin fritid og som opvarmning til indspilning af sange i studiet og før koncerter (Musik 3).

Så hvis man kan se ud over det nogen gange lidt krukkede og flødebollede i hans udseende og væsen, kan man måske alligevel få en positiv oplevelse

Twelfth of never, Elvis Presley

- Can't Help Falling In Love, Elvis Presley, fra filmen "Blue Hawaii"

Blue Hawaii, Elvis Presley, fra filmen "Blue Hawaii"

Hawaiian Wedding Song, Elvis Presley, fra filmen "Blue Hawaii"

Aloha Oe, Elvis Presley, fra filmen "Blue Hawaii"

This is my heaven, Drums of the island, fra filmen "Paradise, Hawaiian style"

One Broken Heart For Sale, Elvis Presley -

Goin' home, Elvis Presley

Stay away, Elvis Presley

The wonder of you, Elvis Presley

When no-one else can understand me
When everything I do is wrong
You give me hope and consolation
You give me strength to carry on

And you're always there to lend a hand
In everything I do
That's the wonder
The wonder of you

And when you smile the world is brighter
You touch my hand and I'm a king
Your kiss to me is worth a fortune
Your love for me is everything

I'll guess I'll never know the reason why
You love me like you do
That's the wonder
The wonder of you

Kentucky rain, Elvis Presley, The Royal Philharmonic Orchestra

Seven lonely days and a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night and you were gone
Don't know why you'd run, what you're running to or from
All I know is I want to bring you home

So I'm walking in the rain, thumbing for a ride
On this lonely Kentucky back road
I've loved you much too long, my love's too strong
To let you go, never knowing what went wrong

Kentucky rain keeps pouring down
And up ahead's another town that I'll go walking through
With the rain in my shoes (Rain in my shoes)
Searching for you
In the cold Kentucky rain
In the cold Kentucky rain

Showed your photograph to some old gray-bearded men
Sitting on a bench outside a general store
They said, "Yes, she's been here"
But their memory wasn't clear
Was it yesterday?
No, wait, the day before

Finally got a ride with a preacher man who asked
"Where you bound on such a cold dark afternoon?"
As we drove on through the rain, as he listened, I explained
And he left me with a prayer that I'd find you

I'll remember you, Elvis Prresley