Happy - Kat Frankie

After words
and long goodbyes...
Tears and lies
at the end of the day.

An early night
and madness rains...
The moon pulls your dreams
and the pressure fades.

And now,
the final encore,
a last farewall.
The fantazy is over,
the spirit flies away...


Camel - The Final Encore

Hallelujah, indeed. 

Just nine months after the release of her critically acclaimed 2014 album Runaway’s Diary, Amy LaVere has a sweet surprise for fans – Hallelujah  I’m A Dreamer, recorded with husband and noted guitarist Will Sexton, is out April 7 via Archer Records.
Hallelujah is a sonic portrait. In these 11 tracks, Amy and Will have captured the immediacy of the live show they’ve developed on the road together, reveling in a more stripped-down sound and celebrating the freedoms and limitations that come with it in stunning form.

Recorded to magnetic tape (with the help of engineer Daniel Lynn and longtime band mate guitarist Dave Cousar) in the course of a few afternoons at Music+Arts Studio, the arrangements are lithe and uncluttered, allowing Amy and Will’s disarming harmonies to rise to the top. At times their voices blend so well you can hardly find the place where they split – it’s a dance matched only by the complimentary guitar work of Sexton and Cousar. 

The gems of the album are its new tunes – the playful and evocative “Cricket (At Night I Can Fly)” and “It’s the Thing to Do,” a co-write with Will – plus a new almost sunny take on the macabre “Red Banks,” which originally appeared on Amy’s 2011 studio album Stranger Me and a sublime cover of David Egan’s “Hallelujah I’m A Dreamer,” the album’s namesake.

Hallelujah I’m A Dreamer is immediate and striking, a masterfully played (and curated) mix of old, new and reimagined. 


Last Rock N Roll Boy To Dance

Attack of the bats

Nancy Sinatra - Two Shots Of Happy, One Shot Of Sad

Song History: 
Written by ABER MEEROPOL, a jewish professor of Russian origin affiliate to the Communist Party USA. He published the poem under the title "Bitter Fruit" in 1937 in a magazine. Later he composed the music and changed its title to "Strange Fruit". Meeropol, his wife, and black vocalist Laura Duncan performed it at Madison Square Garden. However song became famous with the interpretation of Billie Holiday in 1939 and now these two legends have presented it in a new version. 

Lyric: 
Southern trees bear a strange fruit, 
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, 
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze, 
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south, 
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth, 
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh, 
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck, 
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck, 
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop, 
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

Strange Fruit covered by Joe Bonamassa and Beth Hart

Somebody loan me a dime
I need to call my old time used to be
Somebody loan me a dime
I need to call my old time used to be
Little girl's been gone so long
You know it's worryin' me
Hey, it's worryin', worryin' me
I know she's a good little girl
But at that time, I just didn't understand
I know she's a good little girl
But at that time, I just didn't understand
Somebody loan me a dime
You know I need
I need a helpin' hand
Now I cried, just cried
Just like a baby, all night long
You know I cried, just cried
Just like a baby, all night long
Somebody better loan me that dime
I need my baby
I need my baby, here at home

Dave Meniketti - Loan me a dime

Lyrics:
Appels hangen in de boom, 
Wiegen zacht, in jouw droom
Zoete adem, zoete geur
Ochtendzon, ochtendkleur

Proef je lichaam, smaak van zilt
Ochtendroes, ochtendschild
Nimmer wakker, nimmer slaap
Jij en ik, droom en daad

Het leven kabbelt voorbij
Een seizoen in een eeuwigheid
Begrensd door de horizon
Ik wou dat ik je kussen kon

Ogen zinderend in zweem,
Heel dichtbij, en zo ver heen
Dieper rakend, wij in zwijm
Onbegrensd, ons geheim

Zoals wind door de bladeren waait,
Mijn hand door jouw haren draait
Het zilt op jouw lichaam proef
Met jou in zomerdromen vertoef

Aphrodite

Zomerdromen

**An exclusive preview of our new album Aphrodite**

Lyrics:
Feathered creatures woke me, with the stomping of their feet
I was feeling hazy, strange creatures passing through these streets
I hear a distant drumming, the drone pierces through my brain
Oh medicine man please tell me, am I alright or am I insane

Come join the masquerade, Come join the death parade
There I saw Damballah dancing, around his neck, a creature serpentine
Then it dawned upon me, how could I not have read these signs
I saw my dear mother in a pale white dress, a gris-gris bag and a blade
Around the fire, Baron Samedi, almighty Oya, and everybody swayed

It was down on Congo Square, where I last saw my sweet Marie
As I kneeld down to ask her: stay with me for eternity
So darling build me an alter, bring me cigars, flowers and rum
And I will dance and sing with the loudest voice, for you Marie, until the day you come

Camel - The Final Encore

Umbra Nihil