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Κυριακή 3 Μαΐου 2020
Nick Cave - "Cosmic Dancer"
Από το νέο άλμπουμ Angelheaded Hipster: The Songs of Marc Bolan and T. Rex’ Tribute Album που θα κυκλοφορήσει από την BMG στις 4 Σεπτεμβρίου, με τραγούδια των T.Rex με τους Nick Cave, Lucinda Williams, U2 Elton John, Devendra Banhart, Father John Misty, Beth Orton , Marc Almond, Joan Jett, Todd Rundgren, Peaches και άλλους.
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Σάββατο 29 Ιουνίου 2019
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds/Kylie Minogue - Where The Wild Roses Grow
Δημήτρης KarmaΙουνίου 29, 2019Kylie Minogue, Nick Cave, Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, Tune of the Day
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Ο Cave εμπνεύστηκε να γράψει το “Where The Wild Roses Grow” όταν άκουσε ένα παραδοσιακό τραγούδι με τίτλο “"Down in the Willow Garden”. Το όνομα Elisa Day αναφέρεται σε μια γυναίκα που, σύμφωνα με τον θρύλο, ζούσε στην Ευρώπη την εποχή του Μεσαίωνα και όλοι έλεγαν πως η ομορφιά της συγκρίνεται με τα άγρια κόκκινα τριαντάφυλλα που φυτρώνουν στις όχθες του ποταμού. Σύμφωνα με τον μεσαιωνικό θρύλο, που έχει χαρακτηριστικά των δημοτικών τραγουδιών, την κοπέλα ερωτεύθηκε ένας άνδρας που έφτασε στην πόλη. Τρελός από την ομορφιά της ο άνδρας αυτός φτάνει στο σημείο να αφαιρέσει τη ζωή της, για να διατηρήσει την ομορφιά της σταματημένη για πάντα στο χρόνο
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
[Chorus]
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "If I show you the roses, will you follow?"
[Chorus]
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt (stood smiling) above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
[Chorus]
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "If I show you the roses, will you follow?"
[Chorus]
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt (stood smiling) above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
Κυριακή 4 Νοεμβρίου 2018
Marianne Faithfull - The Gypsy Faerie Queen feat. Nick Cave
I’m known by many different names,
My good friend Will calls me Puck and Robin Goodfellow,
I follow the Gypsy Faerie Queen
And I follow the Gypsy Faerie Queen
She walks the length and breadth of England,
Singing her song, using her wand,
To help and heal the land and the creatures on it,
She’s dressed in rags of moleskin
and wears a crown of Rowan berries on her brow…
And I follow, follow, follow,
The Gypsy Faerie Queen,
We exist, exist, exist, exist,
in the twilight in-between.
She bears a blackthorn staff
To help her in her walking,
I only listen to her sing,
But I never hear her talking anymore,
Though once she did,
Though once she did…
And I follow, follow, follow
My Gypsy Faerie Queen,
We exist, exist, exist,
in the twilight in-between,
And I follow, follow, follow,
My Gypsy Faerie Queen,
We exist, exist, exist,
in the country in-between,
Me and my Gypsy Queen.
My good friend Will calls me Puck and Robin Goodfellow,
I follow the Gypsy Faerie Queen
And I follow the Gypsy Faerie Queen
She walks the length and breadth of England,
Singing her song, using her wand,
To help and heal the land and the creatures on it,
She’s dressed in rags of moleskin
and wears a crown of Rowan berries on her brow…
And I follow, follow, follow,
The Gypsy Faerie Queen,
We exist, exist, exist, exist,
in the twilight in-between.
She bears a blackthorn staff
To help her in her walking,
I only listen to her sing,
But I never hear her talking anymore,
Though once she did,
Though once she did…
And I follow, follow, follow
My Gypsy Faerie Queen,
We exist, exist, exist,
in the twilight in-between,
And I follow, follow, follow,
My Gypsy Faerie Queen,
We exist, exist, exist,
in the country in-between,
Me and my Gypsy Queen.









