BARBRA STREYSAND

What an artist! Pure magic in her voice… and such lovely songs! She has also managed to do something quite unique ….blend her voice perfectly with that of other equally great and gifted singers. I’m thinking especially of Barry Gibb (Guilty), Celine Dion (Tell him) and Neil Young (You don’t bring me flowers). Her version of Memories (from the musical “Cats”) is absolutely stunning. And what about “The way we were”? I could go on forever. Thank you, Barbra, for those wonderful, magical, unforgettable and unrepeatable evenings by the fireside, listening to your absolutely enchanting voice.
Here she is, singing “Run Wild”, one of my favourites, from the album “Guilty”. Words & music by the Gibb brothers.

I wandered into your wonderland with eyes open wide.
You turned me into your yesterday, but you will remain inside
of me, like I care for you,
Oooh, I care for you.
Run wild,
out on the edge of time, child,
carry your dreams away, love.
No one can hurt you now,
for you are an island.

I may be broken, but understand, my love will get by.
There will be others along the way, my love, they will try
to care for me like I care for you,
Oooh I care for you.
Run wild,
out on the edge of time, child,
carry your dreams away, love.
No one can hurt you now,
for you are an island.

ELVIS

A belated Happy New Year to all. I thought it would be nice to inaugurate it with an Elvis Presley song. I was, and remain, one of his greatest fans. The outstanding quality of his voice, his musical range, the warmth he transmits, make him, as far as I am concerned, the best pop/rock singer ever.

I especially loved his early songs. Then he started to make those awful movies! Some of the songs in them were quite good, though. Nevertheless, my all-time favourite is not one you hear very often. In fact I'm prepared to bet most of you have never heard it. It's called "There's always me" and it really is one the most beautiful and tender songs I've ever heard. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Written by Don Robertson, it was recorded by Elvis in 1961 in Nashville.
I couldn't find a "live" video, but this one's not bad. The pictures are relaxing and the words on the screen are clear. The sound is very good. Thanks YOUTUBE, and thanks Jokarilon.

BRING 'EM BACK HOME

Here we are 10 days from Christmas and I can't help thinking about our lads abroad. My nephew's out there, somewhere. They never tell you where, though... shhhh...Military Secret!

So many have died.

They haven't stopped dying, you know. They started dying during the local tribal wars. They fought and died against the Romans. They died when the Vikings came over. They died during the Norman conquest. They died on the American Continent. They died fighting the French, the Spaniards, the Germans, and almost every other nation in Europe. They went on dying further away from home, in Africa, in India, in the Middle East. How many fields are soaked with their blood? How many lands have become their final resting place? How many homes have been shattered by the death of their younger members, and their older members, or by the injuries that were inflicted on them? How long must our boys and girls go on fighting other people's wars away from home? Were we invited there I wonder? Did we ask our lads for their opinion? Did they volounteer to go? Are we now more comfortable in our centrally-heated homes and our aerodinamic-designed cars and the latest telecom gadgets because of their supreme sacrifice? Was it really worth it? To us, I mean; to the people. Not to the petrol companies or their shareholders, or the arms manufacturers; No I'm sure they're not terribly concerned. "Keep it flowing" is their motto; whatever the cost.

Well I say the cost is too high. I say let's make sure that if the lads have to go and face death they do it with their eyes wide open and on a strictly voluntary basis. No Briton should ever be forced again to die far from home. I should think a National Debate is long overdue. Let's ALL do something about it. If you are short of ideas, then copy this posting and send it to the Prime Minister, or to your head of government, to your MP or to your Government Representative. And why not to the newspapers? In fact to anyone with any kind of influence. Let's do everything possible to bring them back home.... and to keep them here.

I chose this song because of my nephew's Scottish ancestry, on his father's side. But mostly I chose it to honour those who didn't make it back home. We used to gather round the fireplace on New year's Eve and watch Andy Stewart's show on TV. We all loved him. God bless you Andy for the many hours of joy you gave us, and God bless you lads and lasses, wherever you may be posted. Come home safely and may Xmas be a happy occasion for you all.

Here's the video (Composed by Andy Stewart himself) below. It was posted on youtube.com by chizz32 on 29th july 2008. Thanks chizz32. Enjoy .... and don't forget our lads!

There was a soldier, a Scottish soldier, who wandered far away, and soldiered far away.
There was none bolder, with good broad shoulder. He'd fought in many a fray, and fought and won.
He's seen the glory and told the story of battles glorious and deeds victorious.
But now he's sighing, his heart is crying to leave those green hills of Tyrol.
Because those green hills are not highland hills,
or the island hills, they're not my land's hills.
And fair as these green foreign hills may be
they are not the hills of home
And now this soldier, this Scottish soldier who wandered far away, and soldiered far away,
sees leaves are falling, and death is calling and he will fade away, in that far land.
He called his piper, his trusted piper and bade him sound alay, a pi-broch sad to play
up on a hillside, but Scottish hillside, not on those green hills of Tyrol...
Chorus
And so this soldier, this Scottish soldier will wander far no more, and soldier far no more,
and on a hillside, a Scottish hillside, you'll see a piper play his soldier home.
He's seen the glory, he's told the story of battles glorious and deeds victorious.
The bugles cease now, he is at peace now far from those green hills of Tyrol..
Chorus

A BEAUTIFUL DUET

This is a lovely song recommended to me by my son and his wife. It was sung at the 2007 Latin Grammy Awards. One of the best duets I've ever heard, Andrea Bocelli (tenor) and Laura Pausini, both italians, were probably the best part of the evening. The melody is so powerful and the words are just so ... right. Live your life without fear; you need experiences to create memories.

Here's the video, with lyrics below. (For an English/Italian version click on Dare to Live photo on the left)


VIVE YA -
Sung by Andrea Bocelli and Laura Pausini

Mira el mañana ahora y no al ayer y las cosas que dejaste atrás
y las palabras tiernas, sin decir abrazos que no encontrarás.
Rostros sin nombre van entre la gente. No hay nada cierto, todo es aparente.
Yo tan solo tengo a mi vida

Vive ya, atrévete a vivir a fondo. Vive ya, que tus recuerdos van pasando.
Vive ya, intenta dar a los demás de ti hasta cuando pienses que no tienes nada más.

Mas si tuvieses al hombre al pie de los balcones, que duerme envuelto entre cartones.
Si tu escuchas al mundo una mañana sin el sonido de la lluvia. Vos que no lo creas estás presente. Tú, piensas en lo que piensa la gente. Dios, después de ti estás sólo tú

Vive ya, aunque ninguno te ha enseñado. Vive ya, no se puede vivir sin un pasado.
Vive ya, espera aunque no lo pediste tú, porque canciones siempre habrá y siempre alguno que las cantará.

Vive ya, buscando el amor verdadero
(¿Por qué, por qué, por qué, por qué, no vives esta noche?)
Vive ya, sabes muy bien lo que te estoy diciendo
(¿Por qué, por qué, por qué, por qué …..?)
Vive ya, atrévete a vivir a fondo
(¿Por qué, por qué, por qué, …?)
tu vida solo puedes dar porque ya es tuya
(¿Por qué, por qué, por qué,……?)
Vive ya...
Te digo no ...... Te digo sí ....... Atrévete.... Y vive

LOVE OF MY LIFE

The words used were "Disappointing", "poor", and "not the same". I am of course referring to the Queen + Paul Rodgers Tour.

I was never really a fan of Queen, though I have to admit that Freddy Mercury's voice is outstanding. The lyrics are also good, and some of their songs are quite exeptional.

This one's my favourite. Written and composed by Freddy mercury, it first appeared on the night at the Opera album.

Spanish readers may be interested in this link:
http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love_of_My_Life
whereas English readers will no doubt prefer the following one: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Love_of_My_Life
Video and lyrics, as usual. Enjoy.


Love of my life, you hurt me. You've broken my heart and now you leave me.
Love of my life can't you see. Bring it back, bring it back. Don't take it away from me,
because you dont know what it means to me. (beautiful)
Love of my life dont leave me. You've stolen my love, you now now desert me.
Love of my life cant you see. Bring it back, bring it back. Don't take it away from me,
because you dont know what it means to me.
You will remember when this is blown over and everything's all by the way.
When I grow older, I will be there at your side to remind you how I still love you, I still love you.
Hurry back. Hurry back. Don't take it away from me,
because you don't know what it means to me.
Love of my life,Love of my life.
OOOHHH.

L'AMITIÉ & FRANCOISE HARDY

I first heard this song at the end of a film "Les invasions barbares", a really touching and moving story about dying with dignity, surrounded by friends. I strongly recommend it.
The video, an early playback, does not really do justice to the song, but Francoise Hardy's voice is so pure! I can listen to her all day.

Beaucoup de mes amis sont venus des nuages Avec soleil et pluie comme simple bagage

Ils ont fait la saison des amitiés sincères La plus belle saison des quatre de la terre

Ils ont cette douceur des plus beaux paysages Et la fidélité des oiseaux de passage.

Dans leur cœur est gravée une infinie tendresse Mais parfois dans leurs yeux se glisse la tristesse!!

Alors ils viennent se chauffer chez moi Et toi aussi tu viendras

Tu pourras repartir au fin fond des nuages Et de nouveau sourire à bien d'autres visages

Donner autour de toi un peu de ta tendresse Lorsqu'un autre voudra te cacher sa tristesse. Comme l'on ne sait pas ce que la vie nous donne Qu'il se peut qu'à mon tour je ne sois plus personne.

S'il me reste un ami qui vraiment me comprenne J'oublierai à la fois mes larmes et mes peines Alors peut-être je viendrai chez toi Chauffer mon cœur à ton bois.

A HAPPY SONG

A few days ago, I found myself humming a catchy tune. It was a while before I realised what song it was and it took me back to my teens, and my first girlfriend, Rosemary (Rosy). I wonder what’s become of her? Anyway, here’s the song, “Love grows” by Edison Lighthouse (singer Tony Burrows – who left them only a year later) -a lovely, happy tune from the late sixties. Believe it or not, this group is still in demand as a live act, a testimony of their ability to entertain audiences.
Hope you enjoy it; Lyrics below the video.


Words and music by Tony Macauley & Barry Mason
She ain't got no money, her clothes are kinda funny, her hair is kinda wild and free.
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes and nobody knows like me.
She talks kinda lazy and people say she's crazy and her life's a mystery.
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes and nobody knows like me.

There's something about her hand holding mine, it's a feeling that's fine. and I just gotta say:
She's really got a magical spell and it's working so well that I can't get away.

I'm a lucky fella and I've just got to tell her that I love her endlessly,
because Love grows where my Rosemary goes and nobody knows like me.