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dita
 dita      28.01.2010 - 14:33:29 (modif: 28.01.2010 - 14:35:27) [1K] , level: 1, UP   NEW !!CONTENT CHANGED!!
dve





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 hmgnc      15.01.2010 - 17:03:49 (modif: 15.01.2010 - 17:08:54), level: 1, UP   NEW  HARDLINK !!CONTENT CHANGED!!
artist |
Richard Skelton
album |
Landings [Sustain/Type, 2009]
genre |
modern classical | ambient

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release site |
http://typerecords.com/releases/landings

playlist |
Noon Hill Wood 8:27
Scar Tissue 1:56
Threads Across The River 8:20
Green Withins Brook 4:27
Of The Last Generation 7:07
Undertow 6:27
Voice Of The Book 7:27
Rapture 2:01
Pariah 4:43
River Song 6:38
Remaindered 5:34
The Shape Leaves 7:02

info |
Since the release of the genre-defining ‘Marking Time’, the music of Richard Skelton has been widely celebrated for its raw, organic beauty, its honesty and restraint. Whether the work has been under his own name or under one of his many shadowy guises (A Broken Consort, Riftmusic, Carousell, Clouwbeck and others) there is a level of skill, a sureness of touch, and an emotional resonance that is virtually unparalleled by his peers.

‘Landings’ is the culmination of four years of recording on the moors and hillsides of Northern England. The resulting album isn’t simply a suite of songs in the mould of ‘Marking Time’, but a form of diary; a dialogue with the landscape itself. It is imbued with a real sense of narrative – and of place – that is both epic in scale and yet intimate in feel.

And so we are taken on a literal journey across the threshold of ‘Noon Hill Wood’, with its achingly beautiful interleaved bowed melodies, drifting through ranks of pine, larch and birch. From there we cross the river and climb the slopes of the nearby hills in search of the source of ‘Green Withins Brook’ – a crushing Eno-esque ballad for concertina, recorded by the banks of the fledgeling stream as the ice melted one wintry morning. We are then taken across miles of bleak moorland, and to the album’s desolate centrepiece, ‘Voice of the Book’, a symphony of bowed metallic sounds recorded in the ruins of a centuries-old farm house. Finally, we make a long, slow decent into the valley, and follow the river as it leaves the moorland behind.

‘Landings’ is a demanding, involving experience and is without a doubt Skelton’s most complete work to date, containing within it the very essence of his musical output. Slowly, over the course of its 70+ minutes, he reveals the heart of his compositional skill and with that we are drawn into the depth of his work. Rarely are albums so involving and so absolutely moving. – typerecords.com

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dita
 dita      12.01.2010 - 16:00:36 (modif: 12.01.2010 - 16:10:29), level: 1, UP   NEW !!CONTENT CHANGED!!


* tup ti dup *
majte radi svojho vegetariana

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dita
 dita      23.08.2009 - 02:05:31 (modif: 23.08.2009 - 02:06:54), level: 1, UP   NEW !!CONTENT CHANGED!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WdiM8W324qQ

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dita
 dita      26.03.2009 - 20:21:37 , level: 1, UP   NEW
***

and i'd like to drink
and sing
the whole night through

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dita
 dita      04.02.2009 - 20:42:26 (modif: 07.02.2009 - 23:53:05), level: 1, UP   NEW !!CONTENT CHANGED!!
Chvíli chutnáš chlebem, chvíli trávou
polních cest
chvíli jasná ohněm, chvíli ledem,
jsi můj druhý břeh.
Celé dlouhé roky jako spící motýl
na okenním skle,
v patrech cizích domů slýchávám tvé kroky
a ve větru tvůj dech.

Jsi můj druhý břeh...

Jako hvězdář v údolí cítí v zádech žlutý měsíc stát,
když odcházíš jsem jako mrzák bez holí,
ale pak se cítím snáz.
Rozdáváš se setměním,
trháš peří o hedvábnou klec.
Oplácím ti za zranění zraněním
a pak říkám tak si leť.

Jsi můj druhý břeh, jsi můj druhý břeh.

Běžíš prázdnou ulicí,
kousek světla na setmělý dvůr.
Hledáš cestu za konečnou stanicí,
v duchu volám stůj.
A jako opilý muž na rohu,
který byl náhle zasažený bleskem,
jsme poznáním podobni zralým plodům,
ale nakaženi steskem

Jsi můj druhý břeh, jsi můj druhý břeh.
Jsi můj druhý břeh, jsi můj druhý břeh.




to, čo hľadám
to, čo postrádam

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dita
 dita      24.10.2008 - 12:28:52 [2K] , level: 1, UP   NEW
A este teda vyborny novy Helios.



Ambient, electronic..
http://www.last.fm/music/Helios

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maio
 maio      27.10.2008 - 14:23:32 , level: 2, UP   NEW
olala, za toto k!

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georgino
 georgino      25.10.2008 - 18:38:48 , level: 2, UP   NEW
ano to odporucam aj ja, mam alba 2004 a 2006, dobra vec

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dita
 dita      24.10.2008 - 11:04:51 (modif: 24.10.2008 - 11:10:27), level: 1, UP   NEW !!CONTENT CHANGED!!
Flowers of the man who shot your cousin





Moj naj album za poslednych par dni. Spravne Lo-fi, zlahka depresivny acoustic folk. U ktoreho za vsetko hovoria hlavne lyrics.

*

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eyes wide open
 eyes wide open      25.10.2008 - 20:52:56 , level: 2, UP   NEW
hej popravde velmi prijemne, som si na tom fical celu minulu zimu

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dita
 dita      24.10.2008 - 11:24:23 , level: 2, UP   NEW
I don't eat well, I don't sleep well
I don't wash and I don't comb
I don't answer the phone
I don't try to move along
Is there something I'm doing wrong ?

I don't laugh and I don't smile
I don't leave the past behind
I don't take the helping hand
I don't try to make love last
Is there something I didn't grasp ?

Now crow black harm
Is coming on
And I'm all out of light
So I set the child in me on fire

I don't love and I don't talk
I just lay there like a rock
And I wait for it to pass
And I spill beer in the grass
And I try to pick a fight
Is there something I'm not
Doing right ?

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dita
 dita      24.10.2008 - 11:11:30 (modif: 24.10.2008 - 11:12:05), level: 2, UP   NEW !!CONTENT CHANGED!!
Don't come to me with forevers
I love you more with each new day
But there is nothing everlasting
And Death blows promises away

Don't tell me I don't have no secrets
There's still a place I wanta be
There's still a path I haven't wandered
But I'm afraid of where it leads

Let me hold your hands
Your arms, your sides
The small of your back
Your shoulders and
Your wrists, your thighs
Your ankles and I'll
Find my way inside

You say I don't deserve emotions
That my devotion isn't true
You say I gotta find my place
Well my place is inside of you

So don't be hasty in your judgment
Don't pull the bag over my head
For there are many here who hunger
And there are many who despair

Lay down your arms
Your hair, your gown
The scroll of your spine
Hand me your head
Your waist, your breath
Your nipples and I'll
Find my way inside