A Music Thread

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here is long lost artist

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dancing shoes of destruction on

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meatloaf and tenacious d.......oh ya

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now for random music



meh.....sound of celtic metal





costumes too

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lets hear from japan

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Nowt so queer as folk. And here's some queer and old British folk to prove it, even though the first sounds remarkably Californian, late '60s early '70s, Byrds/CSNY ish...

Wooden Horse, from their album of the same name (rather rare, and no, I don't own it, more's the pity)

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Galliard, who were a typically British mix of influences- folk, jazz, prog rock...

'Ask For Nothing'....

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Better to light a candle than complain about the darkness. Unless you're a cave-dwelling blind fish or newt, I suppose.

Mellow Candle:

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Famous not just for Bergerac, Edward Paisnel, Lillie Langtry and Victor Hugo in exile. The Parlour Band hailed from Jersey:

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Bill Fay, from 'The Time Of The Last Persecution':

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Sunforest- actually some nice American gels, who also appear on the soundtrack to 'Clockwork Orange'....

and it's Raquel Welch t.v. special footage !

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The suffering of seamen. Ooo, err. The City Waites:

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Sandy Denny & Fotheringay... not enough footage, alas.

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Pentangle & 'The Lyke Wake Dirge':

This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule.

When thou from hence away art past,
Every nighte and alle,
To Whinny-muir thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon,
Every nighte and alle,
Sit thee down and put them on;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If hosen and shoon thou ne'er gav'st nane
Every nighte and alle,
The whinnes sall ***** thee to the bare bane;
And Christe receive thy saule.

From Whinny-muir whence thou may'st pass,
Every nighte and alle,
To Brig o' Dread thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If ever thou gav'st silver and gold,
Every nighte and alle,
At t' Brig o' Dread thou'lt find foothold,
And Christe receive thy saule.

But if silver and gold thou never gav'st nane,
Every nighte and alle,
Down thou tumblest to Hell flame,
And Christe receive thy saule.

From Brig o' Dread whence thou may'st pass, Every nighte and alle,
To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If ever thou gav'st meat or drink,
Every nighte and alle,
The fire sall never make thee shrink;
And Christe receive thy saule.

If meat or drink thou ne'er gav'st nane,
Every nighte and alle,
The fire will burn thee to the bare bane;
And Christe receive thy saule.

This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
And Christe receive thy saule

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