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1970 | Led Zeppelin – Live at the Royal Albert Hall 1973 | Ladies and Gentlemen: The Rolling Stones 1986 | SEIKIMA-II – THE GREAT BLACK MASS TOUR 1995 | Jeff Buckley – Live in Frankfurt 1998 | Portishead – Roseland NYC Live
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A blue pigeon it is, that circles the blue sky,
On sidelong wing, around and round and round.
A white pigeon it is, that flutters to the ground,
Grown tired of flight. Like a dark rabbi, I
Observed, when young, the nature of mankind,
In lordly study. Every day, I found
Man proved a gobbet in my mincing world.
Like a rose rabbi, later, I pursued,
And still pursue, the origin and course
Of love, but until now I never knew
That fluttering things have so distinct a shade.
—— Wallace Stevens
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#头像 #薄涂
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Software: http://midisheetmusic.com
窓の層 平める いつの清遊と 微々たる 夕闇にかける遭遇 耳に走るなら 今は共に急ぐ 今はそうより遠く
窓の背に いつの日か流れる糸 利刃たる 夕闇にかける遭遇 耳に走るなら 今は共に急ぐ 今はそう寄り添う
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from 1/F Rm244
via My Sheet Music Transcriptions
Software: http://midisheetmusic.com
Lyrics
so I am longing for the breath of spring buds my spring buds
the cold winter wind is singing sullen melodies weeping for the warmth of you so softly
the vast winter tree is losing all the memories just standing in solitude so solemnly
in the dream I heard, I heard the bell ringing we were all set free from the long long sleep
flowers in bloom danced in breeze birds flew away into the blue sky so here I stay to pray
for all the memories of springtime
When the sun returns to its origin When the sky falls apart into nothing I will be standing here to ring the bell of spring
my spring
lost spring
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“Morning Theft”: ballad partly inspired by his relationship with Cocteau Twins singer Elizabeth Fraser
Time takes care of the wound So I can believe You had so much to give You thought I couldn't see Gifts for boot heels to crush Promises deceived I had to send it away To bring us back again
Your eyes and body brighten Silent waters, deep Your precious daughter in the Other room, asleep
A kiss “Goodnight” from every Stranger that I meet I had to send it away To bring us back again
Morning theft Unpretender left Ungrateful
True self is what Brought you here, to me A place where we can Accept this love
Friendship battered down by Useless history Unexamined failure
But what am I still to you Some thief who stole from you? Or, some fool drama queen Whose chances were few?
That brings us to who we need A place where we can save A heart that beats as Both siphon and reservoir
You're a woman, I'm a calf You're a window, I'm a knife We come together Making chance in the starlight
Meet me tomorrow night Or any day you want I have no right to wonder Just how, or when
You know the meaning fits There's no relief in this I miss my beautiful friend
I have to send it away To bring her back again
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Just like the ocean, always in love with the moon
11/29/93
Bloom inside, my beautiful flower If you feel your blood moving under your skin Then let it kiss every inch of you Let the friction of its rushing through your riverbed Arise like applause in your breast And sparkle like kisses upon your belly Close your eyes and fly Stretch your legs and sing Because inside you the sea is swelling in love with the moon No such things as self defense or bondage Or regret from the past, the ocean only lives and creates and flows But always in love with the moon
Speak out to me
My beautiful sparrow
In the morning you fly over a city
Of lunatics walking in pain and waiting for betrayal
All you know is the wind
The rhythm of the fragrance of the world
Only, you can sing me awake
Sing it to me with the smell of your back
Sing it to me with the heat of your lips
Kiss me where you want and the song is all I can hear
Inside you the sea is swelling over
Spilling over my head
And I stay submerged
Waiting for your rose to open to me
And your song to sink into my skin
Jeff Buckley – His Own Voice (P.142)
Just like affection rushing in your riverbed
Arise like applause in my head
Just like the ocean, always in love with the moon
It's overflowing now, inside you
We fly right over the minds of so many in pain
We are the smile of light that brings the rain
(Opened Once)
Bloom inside, my beautiful flower
Jan 13, 1995 – Then Samantha saw Jeff, in his winter coat, with a flower in his lapel ... He wanted to see Liz Fraser in Twickenham.
Rose
Waiting for your rose to open to me
Speak out to me My beautiful sparrow
Close your eyes and fly / Stretch your legs and sing
willow sparrow (=Spanish sparrow): often seen in flocks.
Cockatoo Twins poster from Bojack Horseman
In the morning...sing me awake
There ain't a star born that brightens More than you, you always should have known, I'll illuminate your question, Long time ago I'd died and gone (Thousand Fold)
Twinlights: [Geography] Navesink Lighthouse Station... the reflection in the night sky could be seen from seventy miles at sea.
Inside you the sea is swelling over Spilling over my head And I stay submerged
Album: The Moon and the Melodies
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Avant-garde singer and actress Rebecca Moore was Jeff's lover during the early 90s, and the inspiration for much of Grace. Her album Home Wreckordings includes the wistful Live in Blue Sparks: “all kinds miss Jeff....I'm not afraid, I walk with my little horned kids”. Stilletto'd Young Stars explores the pathos of love lost and the loneliness of art. “If the song was meant to be, it'll come again some day – like you.” https://web.archive.org/web/20230419220847/https://mojopin.org/pages/tribute_songs.php
Home Wreckordings 1997–1999 (2000), a layered dreamscape that was created in the two years following Buckley's untimely death in 1997. Wikipedia – Rebecca Moore
CD: https://violaine.xyz/s/tPwHJetZFXKfFWZ
From ebay listing (Left: Live in Blue Sparks)
“He writes or so, it seems the poet relates elation beyond his dreams. Now you're gone...where songs are born, sent back to us each nite in the bellys of sweet fireflies.”
“Trumpets of your soul will sound even though you're in the ground.”
“Young life crosses young love / The knife wanders through me so slow, It cuts between us as we grow” (🎵 Sky Blue Skin)
“There's no heaven I know but this one I've made inside my head.”
“Father stand right next to him my diamond eddie diamond jim. I will meet you in those fields again...”
“I need a shape I need to make this wrong decision Hey hello before I go you know I really missed you... Todays the day I try to be Mr Dead and Mrs Free”
http://web.archive.org/web/20030713214606/http://bluviolin.com/homewreckordings.html
“I go melting down standton street – to the suitcase hall of fame; Hey old flame – I still hear your name everyday, you're still outside that place you love to hide”
Moore's apartment, at the intersection of Stanton and Allen Streets, had all the trademarks of a typical downtown home https://www.tumblr.com/sweetdreamsjeff/727196079386509312
You are so full of yourself but I love you for your drag queen sort of ways...At his funeral cracking jokes into your cigarette ashes flew
where most control their whole idea of a scene and then call it a day
so all together jump and slide with the iridescent suicide
pretty bored days you better learn to fly on your own
“There's room for both of us to fly” / 🎵Gunshot Glitter
as a dolphin leaning on a pinball machine he's sweating out your gasoline reciting verses of our troubled days
On this Moore retrospective we hear her fascinating, intimate experiments with strings and electronics backing her will-o-the-wisp voice, a disembodied, floating expresser in rhythm section-less arrangements. Recorded at home over a two-year period, this album is the personal level of material that can only arise from one's domicile and the simplified beauty of creativity on fire in a bare-bones studio. Moore plays all the instruments herself with a few guest musicians on two tracks, one of them Earth, Wind & Fire's “Fantasy.” The other track she calls for help on is another rendition; a convincing, nightmarish apotheosis of “Telegram Sam.” Recalling Björk's Homogenic, Home Wreckordings is a subtle and adventurous work of rare beauty. Allmusic – Home Wreckordings Review by Tom Schulte
https://nestor.minsk.by/mg/2001/17/mg11721.html
Google Translated
By the way, I'm not one of those people who see genius in everything unconventional. And here's why. As soon as all the “progressive” teenagers heard that, say, RADIOHEAD or NINE INCH NAILS “is cool”, they started sweeping music that is generally very difficult to perceive, hard to “read”, very personal and simply not intended for the masses off the shelves of our (and not only) hero city, forcing themselves to listen to the non-commercial anguish of these representatives of modern rock (?), and in their souls remaining absolutely indifferent to what the musicians actually want to convey to them. And those few who are really ready to plunge into the abyss of Yorke and Reznor's morbid fantasy, seeing all this unhealthy excitement, will remain indifferent to POP. Because pop is when EVERYONE listens, not SOMEONE. And if so, then what did they fight for?.. But all this applies to the listeners. But if you think about the fact that the avant-garde can also be pop, then a completely different picture emerges, gentlemen. What is interesting here is what, one might say, opportunities open up, for example: you can pass off something tasteless, false and vulgar as a high flight of your own thought, explaining this and that simply by the world's unpreparedness for private genius and already classicality. What's that?! That's how they fool people. The reader will probably think that all these unflattering words to one degree or another apply to Ms. Rebecca Moore, and that this performer is a complete zero, but this would be a mistake. It's just time to set priorities in the situation with frankly non-commercial music. Otherwise, there will be a swamp. Rebecca Moore does what once brought the now actress Bjork to the ranks of “stars”, i.e., under the shadow of otherworldly, shamanic and inharmonious chants, giving out all her immeasurable creative potential. As I read somewhere, if Bjork were a pop singer, she would compete even with the classic representatives of pop music. But that would be too easy. Rebecca Moore, a person with a difficult fate, a subtle soul and rich in feelings, talks to listeners on her discs, or even just chats, or argues, or sings a lullaby, in general, communicates confidentially (but with some detachment). Music also serves as a style, sometimes absolutely incomprehensible, atypical and therefore harsh, with the absence of the already familiar to the ear “chorus-verse-chorus” and all other attributes of the mainstream. Maybe, unlike Bjork, Moore's work is more modern and rock, more, more acoustics, more “live” instruments and fewer sound tricks. Maybe even the latter's work is closer to the explorations of Sinead O'Connor than to Bjork. Who should I recommend this disc to? I don't know, I'm afraid to disappoint the convinced “over-the-gar-divas” and leave people with more traditional musical taste perplexed. I'll say the following (since it's also somehow inconvenient to evaluate such music): this is not something easy to remember and simple, this is not music at all in its usual sense. This is a confession of an individual. A monologue. How you understand it is your business. P.S. I really liked the song (?) “Sister Marianne”. But this does not mean at all that I understood this track. It’s just that it’s the most simple and unpretentious in the ordinary, average music lover’s understanding of the issue.
“Hey Rebecca...next time (you & I here). Paris sucks without you.”
Jeff Buckley Walking the Streets of Paris 1994 https://youtu.be/6df_wOqJfNA?t=441
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Ironically, the singer on one of the This Mortal Coil covers, “Song to the Siren,” was none other than the Cocteau Twins’ Elizabeth Fraser, with whom Jeff would later have a romantic relationship.
What do you love about “Twelfth of Never”?
(This is that first press interview, conducted on August 12)
Excerpts about Jeff from Simon Raymonde's book https://reddit.com/gallery/1jjxrml
Mar 4 1994 Cocteau Twins at The Roxy, Atlanta, GA, USA
Four-Calendar Café Tour
94-03-04 Omage Atlanta, Georgia, America Unverified
https://jeffbuckley.com/articles-and-interviews/orgasm-addict-by-caitlin-moran
It is claimed that Fraser spoke about her relationship with Buckley on Cocteau Twins 1995 EP Twinlights. In a 1996 interview with Alternative Press, she teased this notion and revealed that when she went on tour with Cocteau Twins in 1994, in support of their album Four-Calendar Café, she fell in love with a man. She wouldn’t name him, and this had led fans to believe him be Buckley. She admitted: “My love addiction was worse than ever. I was maniacal.” https://www.setlist.fm/setlist/cocteau-twins/1994/royal-festival-hall-london-england-3bd2e8a8.html
Jeff flew to London by himself, where he spent time with one of his musical heroes, the Cocteau Twins’ Elizabeth Fraser. In addition to carrying on a brief relationship, the two wrote and recorded an impassioned paean to romantic connection, “All Flowers in Time,” at a London studio. The band reconvened in Dublin in late August and began a month-long European tour. (David Browne)
Jeff flew into London by himself in advance of the band and went to visit Liz Fraser again. It was during this visit, I think, that they went into the Cocteau Twins’ studio in Richmond and recorded a song they’d written together. (Dave Lory)
94-08-16 Wetlands
New York, New York, America
94-08-22 'Mark Radcliff Show', Oxford Rd Studios, BBC
Manchester, England
Jeff Buckley | ROCKRUSH (M6) Interview | Paris, France | 9/22/1994 https://youtu.be/UMxucWy41Rc?t=1043
Then Samantha saw Jeff, in his winter coat, with a flower in his lapel and carrying his ghetto blaster, looking like Paddington Bear, a lost creature from the other side of the world. “We got to our hotel and I said, ‘Do you want to eat, have a drink, or whatever?’” recalls Sam. “He said, ‘I’d really like to go and see a friend.’ I said, ‘Don’t do this to me. I’m supposed to keep you here.’ He said, ‘I’m not going to do anything outrageous. I just want to hang with a friend for the evening.’ He wanted to see Liz Fraser in Twickenham.
Just before this trip, he had been to England for a week over the new year, to visit Elizabeth Fraser, the singer with Cocteau Twins, whose voice, he told me, stopped him in his tracks. “It sounds like light,” he said. They’d met briefly a couple of times and had been talking on the phone since just before we first met. He’d gone to stay with her in Twickenham.
95-01-12 Columbia Records Radio Hour
New York, New York, America
95-01-14 Tivoli
Dublin, Ireland
95-01-15 Fleece and Firkin
Bristol, England
95-01-16 Robert Elms Show, Greater London Radio
London, England
95-01-16 ?
London, England
95-01-17 ?
London, England
95-01-18 The Astoria II
London, England
milk and kisses for the first man my old man love and a thousandfold rose for Buckley my Rilkean Hearted friend
(Milk & Kisses liner note dedication to Jeff)
I have no desire to make contact with all the thought of “no, no”. I shiver now, to think of how this answer asked her, no. Long time gone. I run to my hide out. (Thousand Fold)
Known Performance
97-05-?? Sketches For My Sweetheart The Drunk Demos, Memphis, Tennessee, America
http://flowersintime.org/show.php?songid=155
I don’t know what happened there, but I knew later that they were lovers and saw that he went misty-eyed when he spoke about her. They’d been introduced when Cocteau Twins toured the US in 1991. In 1983, Liz and her fellow Cocteau Twin and partner, Robin Guthrie, had cut a cover of his dad’s beautiful, desolate “Song To The Siren” with This Mortal Coil, a version so arresting that Jeff would have no choice but to be attracted to it. She in turn had gone to check Jeff out, and remarked later that she had “sweated like a June bride” when she first heard him sing. She had separated from Guthrie by this time and was having an unhappy time in the band. “To meet Jeffrey was like being given a set of paints,” she said in a TV documentary. “I had all this color in my life again. I couldn’t help falling in love with him; he was adorable.” She noted that he had idolized her and she had fallen for the son of someone whose music she loved, and it felt a bit creepy. But they couldn’t help themselves. She also remarked that they had read each other’s diaries. I wonder now if he was writing about her then on that long drive.
“I just wish I'd been more of a friend,” she says, softly. “His career was everything to him, and I wish I had been more understanding – happy with a different kind of relationship. I missed out on something there, and it was my fault.”
Reference 1. Dream Brother: The Lives and Music of Jeff and Tim Buckley 2. Jeff Buckley: From Hallelujah to the Last Goodbye
🌻 “All Flowers” Terminology /budd/sweet-willow 🌻 “All Flowers” Timeline /budd/all-flowers-in-time 🌻 “All Flowers” Diary: /budd/sea-in-love-with-moon 🌻 “All Flowers” Diary: /sin-e/morning-theft
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1994的三十周年快樂
每個月都要去一下的那個(指現場)https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLR8m3GeroImvZfVjScBb7kwxqzCaM568P
🍹The Cloakroom朝聖
前面一直沒有明說具體是向什麼發動革命,但是Utena經歷完無處不在的「你要更像個女孩子」、「女孩子不適合拿劍」的非議質疑甚至是誘惑後,結局依然能夠喊出我要當王子(拯救姬宮)的一刻,Dios雕像隨話音落下而粉碎,原有的世界亦隨之崩塌;正式取代了記憶中被過度美化的「王子」(原本能夠借Dios的力量開掛也僅僅是因為之前還抱有信念) 這份強烈滿足感怕是近期都很難再別處找到
都被戳穿了還硬要說「小朋友不會理解這個房間的意義」,誘拐的時候倒沒見過你有把對方是未成年當一回事()還有說其他受害者是「自願的」真是看得人生理不適的典型實例。。(很還原的意思…)
黑薔薇篇神中神……佈局精致而且是最直觀感受到作者下好大一盤棋的時刻;通往崇高和淨化的樓梯是道阻且長,但墮落是失控向下墜的升降機只需要一個契機就能瞬間完成。小結那集更是將藝術性體現得淋漓盡致
一直重覆但是不斷往更裡面挖出深層意義的手法很有古典氣息
少革的這種偉大是拿著看似很簡單的東西但做到極致
雖然說人格和姬宮二合一的說法也講得通,但我更傾向最後「不說明下落但沒有消失」,其實是鼓勵屏幕前的觀眾去成為下一個Utena(重生)
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托帕石「 Topaz 」名稱源自於古老的希臘名 “Topazios”,原是紅海一座小島的名字。
藍色的托帕石是友情、友誼和友愛的象徵。也代表真誠和摯著的愛,因此托帕石也被稱為「友誼之石」。此外,托帕石也有控制情緒的能量,有助於重建信心和清晰目標。
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