Joni Mitchell “The Hissing of Summer Lawns” November 1975.
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Joni Mitchell “The Hissing of Summer Lawns” November 1975.
Bob Dylan “Big Yellow Taxi” New Morning recording session, June 4, 1970.
Bob Dylan, The Rolling Thunder Revue—New Haven, Connecticut, November 13, 1975 © Ken Regan.
Joni Mitchell’s first night on The Rolling Thunder Revue, New Haven, CT, November 13, 1975.
Sam Shepard on Joni Mitchell, “The Rolling Thunder Logbook,” © 1976.
bro i LOVE indigenous fusion music i love it when indigenous people take traditional practices and language and apply them in new cool ways i love the slow decay and decolonisation of the modern music industry
I WILL !!! I WILL DO THAT
some of my favourite indigenous artists, in no particular order:
Inuit artists:
the jerry cans (esp their album Inuusiq)
beatrice deer
twin flames
Māori artists:
jordyn with a why
Indigenous australian artists:
tilly tjala thomas (i particularly love ngai yurlku nhiina)
kardajala kirridarra (srlsly check out ngajabu (Grandmother's Song))
i've also heard good things abt Baker Boy, but i haven't checked out his stuff yet
Another one for Inuit artists is Piqsiq! Two sisters who’ve been doing traditional throat singing since they were kids. They make some really gorgeous, eerie, atmospheric stuff. Highly recommend watching this video of them performing live a cappella using a looping machine, because they might be the coolest people on the planet actually
(Jo March nearly in tears voice) women,,,,
For anyone into North Asian and Central Asian folk music, there's this incredible Siberian folk-pop band called Otyken! The group is mostly women and they're from multiple indigenous groups in Siberia, with songs being sung in their range of different languages. They're so much fun and their music videos are amazing!
i'll go ahead and recommend The Halluci Nation (formerly known as A Tribe Called Red), an EDM group from First Nations Ontario that do really cool fusions of First Nations music with dubstep, moombahton, and hip hop.
I really really really appreciate people who share videos on posts like these, because almost without a doubt every time I love the music but I’ve never got the spoons to click on links and look through a bunch of music or worse google the artist I always end up too overwhelmed to start and I hate that
Haven't seen Belle Sisoski here yet so here we go: she's the current Artist of Year for BURO impact Awards. She's from Malaysia and knows how to play an insane amount of ethnic instruments and mixes them with her own voice. She does covers and her own songs, mixes ethnic instruments with Techno and shows the process. And she's also a live DJ at 19!
And one of her own:
Oh and of course there's also the HU and Bloodywood for people who like more rock and metal mixed in:
Ask not for whom the gurdy hurds. It hurds for thee.
hehe sorry i never post on here but hello :)
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One of the (many) things I love about folk music is how, at least in the English folk tradition, it is customary not to change the pronouns in songs. Of course, it is generally understood that the singer is not necessarily the point of view character in the songs, but it is still nice to hear Joan Baez or Kate Rusby singing about falling in love with a beautiful lady!
I haven’t posted anything for a while on tumblr, music or otherwise, so here’s a little something. It’s one of my older songs with added harmonies! Hopefully now that I’m at school, I’ll be able to start writing and recording more regularly again. Thanks for being patient and for listening!
Lament for Boromir
(original music, poetry from The Two Towers by J. R. R. Tolkien.)
Aragorn:Through Rohan over fen and field where the long grassgrowsThe West Wind comes walking, and about the walls itgoes.‘What news from the West, O wandering wind, do youbring to me tonight?Have you seen Boromir the Tall by moon or by starlight?“I saw him ride over seven streams, over waters wideand grey;I saw him walk in empty lands, until he passed awayInto the shadows of the North. I saw him then no more.The North Wind may have heard the horn of the son ofDenethor.’'O Boromir! From the high walls westward I lookedafar,But you came not from the empty lands where no menare.’
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Legolas:From the mouths of the Sea the South Wind flies, fromthe sandhills and the stones;The wailing of the gulls it bears, and at the gate itmoans.'What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bringto me at eve?Where now is Boromir the Fair? He tarries and I grieve.’'Ask not of me where he doth dwell – so many bonesthere lieOn the white shores and the dark shores under thestormy sky;So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowingSea.Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Windsends to me!’'O Boromir! Beyond the gate the seaward road runssouth,But you came not with the ailing gulls from the greysea’s mouth.’
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Aragorn:From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and pastthe roaring falls;And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.'What news from the North, O mighty wind, do youbring to me today?What news of Boromir the Bold? For he is long away.’'Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes hefought.His cloven shield, his broken sword, they do the waterbrought.His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laidto rest;And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon itsbreast.’'O Boromir! The Tower of Guard shall ever northwardgazeTo Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days.’
But first I'll turn change, all in your arms
Into a wild wolf
But hold me tight and fear me not
I am your own true love
sea shanties masterpost
“one man cannot bring in the anchor. ten men cannot bring in the anchor. but together we can.”
making this because it’s useful for my specific brand of dramaturgy and i generally have a good deal of feelings about sea shanties. these are the result of far too much time searching around for shanties that are both authentic and have a tune that can be found on the internet. organized by theme.
these can all be done a capella, obviously, but if you want accompaniment, getting your hands on a concertina would be ideal.
General Shanties
Roll the Old Chariot Along (David Coffin)
Haul Away, Joe (The Eskies)
Rant and Roar (Howling Gael)
Haul Away the Bowline (The Exmouth Shantymen)
Departing
Away Rio (David Coffin)
Leave Her, Johnny (Coda)
The Rosabella (skip to 3:15) (Wareham Whalers)
Off to Sea Once More (The Black Irish Band)
Clear Away in the Morning (Great Bay Sailor)
South Australia (Johnny Collins)
Randy Dandy Oh (Johnny Collins)
Girls
With You, Fair Maid (skip to 14:30) (Before the Mast)
Spanish Ladies (unknown artist) (psa this one is in moby-dick!!)
Bully in the Alley (skip to 24:10) (Before the Mast)
London Julie (Three Sheets to the Wind)
Excursion Round the Bay (The Fables)
The Maid of Amsterdam (The Roaring Trowmen)
Storms
Round Cape Horn (Cyril Tawney)
Fish in the Sea (youtube user threelegsomen)
To Old Maui (skip to 9:28) (Before the Mast)
Drinking
The Boatman’s Cure (John Roberts)
Drunken Sailor (Irish Rovers)
Fifteen Men (unknown artist)
Newer/Environmentally Conscious
No More Fish, No More Fisherman (David Coffin)
The Last Leviathan (skip to 13:40) (Fisherman Friends) (bit of a stretch to call this a shanty per se but it’s really good and sad so)
It had almost escaped my notice that it is now May, the month that dooms to a heartbroken death 99% of characters from folk ballads. So, if you suspect you may be a character from a folk ballad, for your own safety:
don’t fall in love, don’t go by the river, don’t go to the sea, don’t talk to sailors, don’t gamble, don’t ramble, don’t go North, don’t go North-West, don’t stand in the wind, don’t dance with anyone named Sally, Sue, Mary, Ann, or Barbara, don’t go to the pub (but if you do go to the pub at least don’t drink, and if you do drink at least pay for your own drink, and if you are absolutely broke and have to let someone else pay for your drink then at the very least do try not to forget to toast everyone you know whom you think might be there very loudly and possibly multiple times), don’t lend money, don’t borrow money, don’t wish you had more money, don’t make plans to make more money, don’t start working for a new employer, absolutely do believe anyone who says they will try to kill you, curse you, or maim you, absolutely do believe anyone who says you might die, turn down every invitation to go a-hunting, horse-riding, or a-courting, be wary of flute players you meet on your path, don’t dance with satanic men in black coats, don’t marry off your daughters to the first man who’ll have them, and don’t promise your true love any herbs you can’t readily plant and gather in your own garden.
There. That should just about cover you for 31 days. Heed the warnings and you may have a chance to last the month. Good luck.
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