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PKIMAGE - MUSICFOOTNOTES: October 2014
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SCOTTISH ARTS and MUSIC BLOG. Music and Portrait Photographer and Blogger Glasgow. My Musicnotes, Poetrynotes, Songbooks, History stories and Photos. Celtic Connections, Edinburgh festival, Scottish Writers and History, Emerging Artists. Arts and Music Blogger and Photographer - About. Thursday, 30 October 2014. Forrest Road Edinburgh is a place that attracts traditional Scottish musicians. Links to this post. Music, gigs, reviews, photos, banjo. Your Disco Needs You. Http:/ www.ydny-musical.com/. Your D...
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PKIMAGE - MUSICFOOTNOTES: May 2015
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SCOTTISH ARTS and MUSIC BLOG. Music and Portrait Photographer and Blogger Glasgow. My Musicnotes, Poetrynotes, Songbooks, History stories and Photos. Celtic Connections, Edinburgh festival, Scottish Writers and History, Emerging Artists. Arts and Music Blogger and Photographer - About. Sunday, 31 May 2015. Stone of Destiny and Arbroath. By pure chance on our drive up to visit our son in Dundee I picked up a small book on our Scottish hero William Wallace. I had been reading of Wallace in a Robert Burn's.
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PKIMAGE - MUSICFOOTNOTES: September 2014
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SCOTTISH ARTS and MUSIC BLOG. Music and Portrait Photographer and Blogger Glasgow. My Musicnotes, Poetrynotes, Songbooks, History stories and Photos. Celtic Connections, Edinburgh festival, Scottish Writers and History, Emerging Artists. Arts and Music Blogger and Photographer - About. Thursday, 25 September 2014. Dylan wrote on political issues. Dylan wrote on political issues. But he fled from being tied to any one ideology or to men in suits and straight jackets. Let me ask you one question. Quote Dyl...
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PKIMAGE - MUSICFOOTNOTES: November 2014
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SCOTTISH ARTS and MUSIC BLOG. Music and Portrait Photographer and Blogger Glasgow. My Musicnotes, Poetrynotes, Songbooks, History stories and Photos. Celtic Connections, Edinburgh festival, Scottish Writers and History, Emerging Artists. Arts and Music Blogger and Photographer - About. Sunday, 30 November 2014. As yet I've not found any good reasons for the UK union- apart from past sentiment or the world wars. This pulling and sharing of resources quoted by the Better Together team seems to mean Lon...
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Songbooks: October 2013
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Wednesday, 2 October 2013. LYRICS: Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds. One of my favourite Lennon/McCartney songs, when songs took you flying and offered dreams and were not always plodding on the ground the way many songs today do. Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. Is a song written primarily by John Lennon. And credited to Lennon–McCartney. 1967 album Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. Inspired the song with a nursery school drawing he called "Lucy — in the sky with diamonds". Rolling Stone. Follow her dow...
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Songbooks: Such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation by Robert Burns
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Tuesday, 6 January 2015. Such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation by Robert Burns. By Robert Burns, Scotland's national poet. (brilliantly sung by traditional folk singer Dick Gaughan). Our Scottish fame,. Fareweel our ancient glory;. Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name,. Fam'd in martial story. Rins over Solway sands,. Tweed rins to the ocean,. Where England's province stands-. Such a parcel of rogues in a nation! What force or guile could not subdue,. Thro' many warlike ages,. Is wrought now by. A coward few,.
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Songbooks: January 2015
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Tuesday, 6 January 2015. Such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation by Robert Burns. By Robert Burns, Scotland's national poet. (brilliantly sung by traditional folk singer Dick Gaughan). Our Scottish fame,. Fareweel our ancient glory;. Fareweel ev'n to the Scottish name,. Fam'd in martial story. Rins over Solway sands,. Tweed rins to the ocean,. Where England's province stands-. Such a parcel of rogues in a nation! What force or guile could not subdue,. Thro' many warlike ages,. Is wrought now by. A coward few,.
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Songbooks: October 2014
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Sunday, 5 October 2014. Times They Are A-Changin by Bob Dylan. Come gather 'round people. And admit that the waters. Around you have grown. And accept it that soon. You'll be drenched to the bone. If your time to you. Then you better start swimmin'. Or you'll sink like a stone. For the times they are a-changin'. Come writers and critics. Who prophesize with your pen. And keep your eyes wide. The chance won't come again. And don't speak too soon. For the wheel's still in spin. And there's no tellin' who.
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Songbooks: August 2011
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Tuesday, 9 August 2011. Songs and pieces of music that have made me cry. Many of these songs below are piano songs (not all) - just piano, and powerful, direct, clear vocals that are deeply moving. I play piano myself so maybe that's why piano gets me. Minor keys make us feel sad – oddly sad songs make us feel better because we know we are not alone. Let It Be – written and sung by Paul McCartney (one of the best songs ever written, simple yet so emotional, about his mother who died when he was 13).
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Songbooks: Now Westlin Winds
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Friday, 20 June 2014. Now westlin winds and slaughtering guns. Bring autumn's pleasant weather,. The moorcock springs on whirring wings. Among the blooming heather. Now waving grain, wild o'er the plain. Delights the weary farmer. And the moon shines bright as I rove at night. To muse upon my charmer. The partridge loves the fruitful fells. The plover loves the mountain. The woodcock haunts the lonely dells. The soaring hern the fountain. Through lofty groves the cushat roves. The path of man to shun it.