this song always makes me cry...

[alva]

..or Luc van Acker

http://houbi.com/belpop/groups/vanacker.htm

[Boris Godunov]

Originally posted by Japher


It is, and I can make it work. Bernstein and Williams both worked for the movie industry,

Want me to write a paper about?

Aside from transporting West Side Story to the screen, Bernstein had little if anything to do with the movie industry. Where did you get that from?

But I'm more curious as to your assertion that Williams "revitalized" interest in classical music. I don't see this as true at all. The 1960s and 1970s were great decades in terms of recordings and great performances by legendary conductors. Especially since the decades preceding the 80s were the height of Bernstein's career!

Don't forget that Arthur Fiedler was leading the Boston Pops long before Williams, and to great popularity. I would say he is more fondly remembered as the conductor of that ensemble than Williams is thought of today.

Williams made a great contribution to symphonic cinematic scores, but that's wholly seperate from the realm of classical music performances.

[Verres]

Back to the original topic (sorry) a song that has made me cry since I was about 6, before I knew what half the lyrics meant. Heard it last night at an xmas party and it would appear it still has the same effect:

It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won’t see another one
And then he sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I’ve got a feeling
This year’s for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They’ve got cars big as bars
They’ve got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It’s no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold christmas eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of new york city
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the nypd choir
Were singing galway bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day

You’re a bum
You’re a punk
You’re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy ******
Happy christmas your arse
I pray God it’s our last

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can’t make it all alone
I’ve built my dreams around you

Merry xmas