A Music Thread

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Lovely vibrato.

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Sequins, black satin flares, fly-eye glasses. Lady Gaga must just die watching this.

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Today is a day full of glamour and intrigue:

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Something to send you off with a jaunty 'je ne sais quoi' in your step.

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One of my biggest regrets, I never saw this amazing woman live.

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Played this almost through the groove when it first came out:

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Big voice, big beat:

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Shake out the jams:

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The fragrant Natalie Merchant:

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A song covered by June Tabor, but here by the onlie begetters:

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An autumnal lament:

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From a wee Scots lassie to a Scottish lament. This makes my spine tingle, even now years after I first heard it.

O'er Coolin's face the night is creeping,
The banshee's wail is round us sweeping;
Blue eyes in Duin are dim with weeping,
Since thou art gone and ne'er returnest.

Chorus
No more, no more, no more returning;
In peace nor in war is he returning;
Till dawns the great day of doom and burning,
MacCrimmon is home no more returning.

The breeze of the bens is gently blowing;
The brooks in the glens are softly flowing;
Where boughs their darkest shades are throwing,
Birds mourn for thee who ne'er returnest.

Chorus

Its dirges of woe the sea is sighing,
The boat under sail unmov'd is lying;
The voice of waves in sadness dying
Say, thou art away and ne'er returnest.

Chorus

We'll see no more MacCrimmon's returning
In peace nor in war is he returning
Till dawns the great day of woe and burning,
For him, there's no more returning.

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For the young man who thought it was 'cool' that Bowie was 'covering a Nirvana song'.

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I tried to find footage of her singing 'Tupelo Honey'. No deal so far. Hope this compensates (I'm more used to the Isaac Hayes version, but this is smokin'....):

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The blues stylings of Ms. Thornetta Davis. If you don't have 'Sunday Morning Music', BUY NOW!