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beh io busserò a quella porta ecco

Maynard un genio.

"The Sound Of Silence"

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dare
Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said “The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence”


Simon & Garfunkel Lyrics

Jerry ha scritto:


Maynard un genio.

Bel pezzo
Mi ricorda molto i Wall of Voodoo...

Jerry ha scritto:



"The Sound Of Silence"

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dare
Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said “The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence”


Simon & Garfunkel Lyrics

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S.

Me lo sono ascoltato tutto... Fantastico! Mi ricorda le serate fumose e i tavoli appiccicosi al B.L.U.E.S. di Chicago su Halstead Street

Guybrush Treepwood ha scritto:Me lo sono ascoltato tutto... Fantastico! Mi ricorda le serate fumose e i tavoli appiccicosi al B.L.U.E.S. di Chicago su Halstead Street

Merita leggersi la biografia e, a sentire i testi, c'è da credere che le cose che dice le abbia vissute tutte sulla propria pelle. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Champion_Jack_Dupree)

Can't sing the blues if you haven't got the blues.

S.

Un virtuoso del flauto traverso

Un virtuoso Hammondista

bus64 ha scritto:Un virtuoso Hammondista

Come non citare quindi James Taylor che tra l'altro oltre a essere un dio della Hammond gli piacciono pure le sportive cabrio British:



S.

Una ventata di novità

Antroy è per te

https://youtu.be/KacnQnyindk

E poi una chicca che secondo me deve fare parte del bagaglio CULturale di una persona...

https://youtu.be/TzNdRxSQwj4

https://youtu.be/cZnBNuqqz5g

Mandy ha scritto:https://youtu.be/cZnBNuqqz5g

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