Music. What are you listening to right now?

Mmmm... that was lovely... John Williams is such an accomplished musician. :nod:
 
Bogdan Ota is absolutely brilliant. Wonderful music, beautiful composition from the composer who has been hailed as the modern day Mozart!:bow::bow::bow::bow::bow:






 
:(My County of Kent is no different to many places in Wales, Northern England etc with the loss of the coal mines Betshanger, Snowndon and Tilmonstone also the RN dockyards at Chatham and just recently the steel works on the Isle Sheppy. For a county that is considered to be a wealthy area we have East Kent with very deprived areas after the mines closed and still so, Dover used to have a Paper Mill and Steel works they have gone. Maidstone had paper mills and have just one mill still producing, A car engine factory all now gone. The Medway towns still haven't recovered from the dockyard closure and the Island of Sheppy still reeling from the closure of the steel works last year. In many places here the community spirit has gone as people commute to London get home late, leave early in the mornings and the weekend is short, they don't know their neighbors and only moved down here because the housing is cheaper than London and transport links are good. We used to have a vibrant agricultural community built up around the villages where the work was done by in the main by the village women now those people have moved away to be replaced by the so called upwardly mobile classes who would not go apple picking, potato picking, strawberry picking etc and the farmers now have to call in foreign contractors to do the work. The Romney Marsh now longer is the producer of sheep as many pastures have been turned over to rape seed because it is no longer profitable to rear sheep. I miss those long lost days what has happened to our glorious country.:cry:
 
Nynke Laverman - ALTER

Dûns fan de siedden
Ierde hoelang hasto wachte
Hoelang op it kommen fan it ljocht
Ierde dyn momint is no
De sinne skynt dy iepen
Ierde hoelang hasto wachte
Hoelang op it kommen fan ’e ljip
Ierde dyn momint is no
De sinne skynt dy iepen
Myn jas is te lyts
Myn jas is te lyts
Ierde hoelang hasto wachte
Hoelang op it roppen grito-gryt
Ierde dyn momint is no
De sinne skynt dy iepen
Ierde hoelang hasto wachte
Hoelang op ’e trippel fan in pyk
Ierde dyn momint is no
De sinne skynt dy iepen
Myn jas is te lyts
Myn jas is te lyts
En yn my klopje twa herten
En yn my sjongt in stille stoarm
En yn my swelt in swiete belofte
Grutte trom lytse trom
Bûnzje troch myn ieren
Grutte trom lytse trom
Liet fan wat komt
Ierde hoelang hasto wachte
Hoelang op ’e lammen en it grien
Ierde dyn momint is no
De sinne skynt dy iepen
Ierde hoelang hasto wachte
Hoelang op ’e blommen yn dyn hier
Ierde dyn momint is no
De sinne skynt dy iepen
Myn jas is te lyts
Myn jas is te lyts
En yn my klopje twa herten
En yn my sjongt in stille stoarm
En yn my swelt in swiete belofte
Grutte trom lytse trom
Bûnzje troch myn ieren
Grutte trom lytse trom
Liet fan wat komt
Op ’e jiske fan juster
Dûnsje de siedden
Op ’e jiske fan juster
Dûnset de moarn


Dance of the seeds

Earth how long have you waited
How long for the light to come
Earth your moment is now
The sun is opening you up
Earth how long have you waited
How long for the peewit to come
Earth your moment is now
The sun is opening you up

My coat doesn’t fit
My coat doesn’t fit anymore

Earth how long have you waited
How long for the call of the godwit
Earth your moment is now
The sun is opening you up
Earth how long have you waited
How long for the patter of a chick
Earth your moment is now
The sun is opening you up

My coat doesn’t fit
My coat doesn’t fit anymore

And in me two hearts are beating
And in me a silent storm sings
And in me a sweet promise is welling
Big drum little drum
Beating through my veins
Big drum little drum
Song of what’s to come

Earth how long have you waited
How long for the lambs and the green
Earth your moment is now
The sun is opening you up
Earth how long have you waited
How long for the flowers in your hair
Earth your moment is now
The sun is opening you up

My coat doesn’t fit
My coat doesn’t fit anymore

And in me two hearts are beating
And in me a silent storm sings
And in me a sweet promise is welling
Big drum little drum
Beating through my veins
Big drum little drum
Song of what’s to come

On the ashes of yesterday
The seeds dance
On the ashes of yesterday
The morning dances​

http://nynkemusic.com/
 
Scotsman singing a song written by an Irishman about Ireland. With bagpipes.

You may think it has finished but then it starts up again, with gusto. Betcha never thought bagpipes could sound so good :)



 
the pipes are one of my favorite musical instruments ... :thumb:
 
Ooh, that gave me shivers - I've had a secret love of the bagpipes for a long time - so enjoyed this immensely. :D
 
Pipes and drums... pipes without drums are like a fish without a bicycle.


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I like that expression Uncle Urmas "fish without a bicycle", I will have to use that one. Good find Flops and a great tune you cannot beat the pipes & drums and Billie's voice they go together somehow.:thumb:
 
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