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“Hallelujah”–Leonard Cohen

Gets better with age: Cohen performing Hallelujah 2009.

An Early Cohen Version

The fact is my heart still aches that Jeff Buckley is dead. Yes, Leonard Cohen wrote this song but for me Jeff Buckley owns it.

Cohen’s career was in a dark period and when he released Various Positions in 1984, people did not even connect much at the time to the song. Fact is it was not until John Cale and Jeff Buckley each covered Hallelujah nearly ten years later did peoples’ eyes open to this masterful prayer.

Here is a great article that will tell you all you need to know about possibly the greatest song of all time:  The Holy or the Broken Leonard Cohen, Jeff Buckley, and the Unlikely Ascent of “Hallelujah”

John Cale

I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did, well, really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light in every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Jeff Buckley 2007 Sony Music Video

Jeff Buckley Live 1996 France

K.D. Lang

Bon Jovi

Justin Timberlake and Matt Morris

“Gentle Spirit”–Jonathan Wilson

Gentle Spirit By Jonathan Wilson at TriStudiosTV

This is the most extraordinary musician I have come across in a decade. I have been exploring his music all day from the 2011 Gentle Spirit on Bella Union, and the forthcoming Fanfare, due for release in 2013. You all must check this out!

Jonathan Wilson performs Gentle Spirit. A field recording by James Minchin III.

A hundred blowing up in the headlines
We’ve see it all before
The powers are killing the paupers for some idea of God or whoever

Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts

Following the leaders with sickness
Ones with no the love within
Peddled cheap drugs all this hatred
Let these words resonate
Everything born from love

Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts

Hey don’t you know the circle is the melody
Beauty is a melody
Wonderful the thought of all
Circles are inside of love
Love it is a melody
Beauty is a feeling
Closest to your spirit core
The core it is a circle
Life it is a melody
In the end in the an addiction
Love it is an apple core
Before the fruit was beautiful
Now it is a circle
Life and death a cycle
Cycle is a cadence
Know there are no measureables
Melody is a circle
Melody is a circle
Melody is a circle
Sit beside me and stay a while
Let me feel my life through you
Though we may not last forever
Forever all I’m melodies

Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts
Gentle spirit find our hearts

For a mind blowing track from the upcoming release and more information here is the link from my favorite blog Dangerousminds.net

 

 

“Victory Dance”–My Morning Jacket

Live Version: KCRW Sessions 2011

This is an amazing and unique song that seems infused with an ancient native American soul and still rocks like a stadium rock anthem.

I did not fully appreciate the band, My Morning Jacket, or their charismatic (cult of personality) writer & singer, Jim James, until this last Sunday when I saw them play with Wilco and Bob Dylan for the Americanarama tour.

They just blew me away.

Should I close my eyes and prophesize
Hoping maybe some day come
Should I wet the ground with my own tears
Crying over what’s been done

Should I lift the dirt and plant the seed
Even though I’ll never grow
Should I wet the ground with the sweat from my brow
And believe in my good work
My good work
My good work
My good work

Hey there, I’m flying up above
Looking down on the tired earth
And I can see, I can see potential
Speaking through you, speaking to you
From all of heaven’s possibilities

Power, hey do you know how it works
Hey do you know that the meek,
They shall inherit the earth
You should work, you should work
(?) than the memory

Should I hit the water or stay on dry land
Even though I’ve never swam
Take machete into the brush
Though at first there is no path


Taste the war paint on my tongue
As it’s dripping with my sweat
Place my gaze in the future’s path
Seeing things that ain’t come yet

Hope to watch the victory dance
After whole day’s work is done
Hope to watch the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun

Hope to watch the victory dance
Over many lives to come
Hope to watch the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun

Setting sun
Setting sun
Setting sun

Hope to dance the victory dance
After whole day’s work is done
Hope to dance the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun

Hope to dance the victory dance
Over many lives to come
Hope to dance the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun

“Echoes”–Pink Floyd

Watch this musical and cinematic miracle. Pink Floyd live in Pompeii in the remnants of the Colosseum playing an over 24 minute work of art, pure aural and visual splendor.

If you have never seen this, now is the time!!!!!!!!

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.

And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where’s or why’s.
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the light.

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand
The best I can.

And no one called us to the land
And no one crosses there alive.
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun….

Almost everyday you fall
Upon my waking eyes,
Inviting and inciting me
To rise.
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning.

And no one sings me lullabyes
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky.