Shirley Bassey's I (Who Have Nothing) [especially her performance in Turkey in October 1991 for the European Lottery, broadcasted by VRT Belgium]
George Michael's Father Figure
Sting's Englishman in New York
Alphaville's Forever Young
John Scatman's Scatman's World
Pet Shop Boys' Being Boring (extended mix)
Ben King's Stand by Me
Janet Jackson's Pleasure Principle
Honorable Mention: Maxi Priest's "Close to You"; L.A.D.'s "Ridin' Low"; Hassan Shamaizadeh's "Ye dokhtar daram shah nadareh"; LSG's "Curious";and Nâdiya & Enrique Iglesias' "Tired Of Being Sorry" (Laisse Le Destin L'emporter) Live @ NRJ Music Tour.
"And if an epitaph be my story, I'd have a short one ready for my own: I had a lover's quarrel with the world." -- Robert Frost
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Music Vids from All over the World
National Geographic keeps impressing me. In addition to having a great holiday gifts catalog, they have a treasure trove of international music videos on their website. The site includes Brazilian, flamenco (check out Estrella Morente's Volver), Arabic pop, and even "Garifuna music." Here is K'naan's "Soobax."
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Memories of 10 Years Ago
I am going through some old items and re-discovered two old songs I love.
This one's from Meatloaf, and this one's an incredible old-school rap song.
I also discovered an Atlantic article written by Miranda Seymour--Seymour's review so captivated me, I saved it. I must have been in a really foul mood at the time:
This is, even for Brookner, an unusually cheerless work, about the moral education of a young woman as assessed by herself in retrospect. The lesson she learns is that a wise woman expects nothing from life and will probably get it. Only a fool, Brookner suggests, would believe the lessons offered by the novels and fairy tales in which Zoë, like many of her predecessors, has rashly placed her trust. Poor girls who sit and wait to become princesses get nowhere. Ordeals may lead only to further suffering. There are no rewards for virtue beyond self-respect. Life is best viewed as a journey toward death, to be lived with attentive restraint.
Ah, memories.
This one's from Meatloaf, and this one's an incredible old-school rap song.
I also discovered an Atlantic article written by Miranda Seymour--Seymour's review so captivated me, I saved it. I must have been in a really foul mood at the time:
This is, even for Brookner, an unusually cheerless work, about the moral education of a young woman as assessed by herself in retrospect. The lesson she learns is that a wise woman expects nothing from life and will probably get it. Only a fool, Brookner suggests, would believe the lessons offered by the novels and fairy tales in which Zoë, like many of her predecessors, has rashly placed her trust. Poor girls who sit and wait to become princesses get nowhere. Ordeals may lead only to further suffering. There are no rewards for virtue beyond self-respect. Life is best viewed as a journey toward death, to be lived with attentive restraint.
Ah, memories.
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