What are you listening to right now?

[justdrew]

for the Crow Moon...

[justdrew]

there is a line through these...






a great song, a terrible introduction...








a playlist response I guess re this

[Allegro]

^ Nikolai Kapustin | Impromptu, op. 66, no. 2

Wiki excerpt | Kapustin regards himself as a composer rather than a jazz musician. He has said, “I was never a jazz musician. I never tried to be a real jazz pianist, but I had to do it because of the composing. I’m not interested in improvisation – and what is a jazz musician without improvisation? All my improvisation is written, of course, and they became much better; it improved them.”

[Allegro]

^ Proud Thames Overture | Dame Elizabeth Violet Maconchy, composer

Back to Drew wrt marvelous soprano, Jane Manning, in your previous post featuring Elisabeth Lutyens’s compositions.

[IanEye]

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madness

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Is that sir Paul holding a gun?

[IanEye]

yes, it is.

he can be heard firing rounds from said gun on this song :

[0_0]

Thanks for the quick reply, i had been looking at your avatar for a while wondering.. cool song too!

[Mask]

Did someone say "madness"?

[KUAN]

[Allegro]

< The introduction to me of Tesla Coils used for sounds of music was just over three years ago.

I think Steve Ward and perhaps Jeff Larson built the coils used to produce sounds of music for both videos posted here. See Tesla Coil on Wiki.

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YOUTUBE NOTES for the second of two videos stacked in this comment space. Uploaded on Jun 21, 2007 | This is a solid-state Tesla coil. The primary runs at its resonant frequency in the 41 KHz range, and is modulated from the control unit in order to generate the tones you hear.

So just to explain a little further, yes, it is the actual high voltage sparks that are making the noise. Every cycle of the music is a burst of sparks at 41 KHz, triggered by digital circuitry at the end of a “long” piece of fiber optics.

What’s not immediately obvious in this video is how loud this is. Many people were covering their ears, dogs were barking. In the sections where the crowd is cheering and the coils is starting and stopping, you can hear the the crowd is drowned out by the coil when it’s firing.

This Tesla coil was built and is owned by Steve Ward. Steve is a EE student at [University of Illinois] Urbana-Champaign. He and Jeff have been going to Teslathons, which is where they met.

It’s been suggested that a good name for this coil would be the “Zeusaphone”. “Thoremin” has also been mentioned, though personally I think we need Theramin type inputs for that.

To answer a few questions I’ve received, YES, someone did yell “Play Freebird!” after the first round of music.

[FourthBase]

http://stereolab.koly.com/songs/lyrics.php?lid=114

Ce qui est n'est pas clos, du point de vue le
plus essentiel,
Ce qui est ouvert, est à être
dans une action sans fin,
sans trophée et sans gloire
Une création sans fond,
Sans profit ni victoire

What is, is not closed, from the most essential
point of view
What is open, is yet to be
in a endless action
without trophy or glory
A bottomless creation
with no profit or victory

They love me like I was their brother
They protect me, listen to me.
They dug me my very own garden
Gave me sunshine, made me happy
Nice dream, nice dream
Nice dream

I call up my friend the good angel
But she's out with, her answer-phone.
She says she'd love to come help but
The sea would electrocute us all
Nice dream, nice dream
Nice dream, nice dream

Nice dream, if you think that you're strong enough
Nice dream, if you think that you belong enough
Nice dream, if you think that you're strong enough
Nice dream, if you think that you belong enough

(Now come home, now come home)
(Now come home, now come home)

Nice dream, nice dream
Nice dream, nice dream.

Yo, this is mood control
(Yo, ho)
Saying you might as well pay attention
(This is mood control)
We can't afford free speech
(Mood, mood, mood, someone's funkin' with the mood)

Mood control is designed to render funkable ideas
Brought to you by the makers of Mr. Prolong
Better known as Urge Overkill
The pimping of the pleasure principle

Oh, but we'll be pecking lightly
Like a woodpecker with a headache
'Cause it's cheaper to funk than it is to pay attention, you dig?
Huck-a-buck, A-Lo and behold
Someone's funking with the mood control

When you're taking every kind of pill
(Deprogram, program)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(Peck me lightly, like a woodpecker with a headache)

When you're taking every kind of pill
(Funk the nonprofit organization)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
Where do you get your funk from?
(Where do you get that funk from?)

Hey, name that feeling
Would you trade your funk for what's behind the third door?
The big deal, heads I win, tail you lose
How do you spell relief?
Huck-a-buck, sucker

When you're taking every kind of pill
(Ho, bigger the headache the bigger the pill)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill

When you're taking every kind of pill
(You deserve a break today)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(Have it your way)

Where do you get that funk from?
(Ooh, who was that? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, oh, oh, oh)

The salvation of inspiration is the motivation
Fasten your safety belt
While I take you face-to-face with the nosiest computer I know
(Where do you get that funk from?)

When I count to ten I want you to jump up, stay there
(Yo, ho)
But don't come down till I flash the light
(You deserve a break today, have it your way)
Funk is not domestically produced, ho

There's nothing that the proper attitude won't render funkable
Where do you get your funk from? Funktism, hey

When you're taking every kind of pill
(Mood control)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill

When you're taking every kind of pill
(Urge Overkill)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(Yeah, ho)

Where did you get that funk from?
(Program)
Where did you get that funk from?
(Deprogram and reprogram)
Heads I win, tail you lose

Would you trade your funk for this?
You deserve a break today, have it your way
A funk a day keeps the nose away, ain't it true?
I ain't gonna hold the lettuce, the pickles or the mustard
(Yo)

Step up and dance until I tell you to come down
You deserve a break today, sucker
I'm gonna flash the light and flop the J, mount again, ho

This is mood de control saying pay more attention
For free speech, high finance or just possible funkability
Ho, let the funk begin
Do anybody have change for funk?

(Where do you get your funk from?)
Oh yes, this is heavyweight funk
Put up your dukes, ha, ha
You want to funk around with me? Oh

This is mood de control
(Yo, ho)
The home of the P funk, the Bomb
Mind your wants 'cause there's someone that want your mind

When you're taking every kind of pill
(Bigger the headache the bigger the pill, baby)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(How do you spell relief?)

When you're taking every kind of pill
(The bigger the headache the bigger the pill)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(Ho, this is the big pill)
(Yeah, ho)

Where do you get that funk from?
(They go again, they go again)
You might as well pay attention, free speech is too high

Where do you get that funk from?
(Huck-a-buck, ho, you deserve a break today)
(How do you spell relief?)
Where do you get that funk from?
(Okay, wind me)

Yeah, take it to the bridge, ha, ha, ha
Let's take it to this and stoop them
But this is mood control

Funkentelechy
(Program, reprogram, deprogram)
Funkentelechy
(How's your funkentelechy? I'll beat your back at the turnaround)

Funkentelechy
(Right now, show y'all space)
Funkentelechy
(Heavyweight funk)
Funkentelechy
(Rump to rump, we shall get down)
Funkentelechy
(Ho)

Funkentelechy, funkentelechy
(How's your funk?)
Funkentelechy
(How's your funk?)
Funkentelechy
(Ho)

How's your funkentelechy?
How's your funkentelechy?
How's your funkentelechy?
How's your funkentelechy?

(How's your funkentelechy?)
When you're taking every kind of pill
(How's your funkentelechy?)
Nothing ever cure your ill

(How's your funkentelechy?)
When you're taking every kind of pill
(How's your funkentelechy?)
Nothing ever cure your ill

(Where do you get your funk from?)
Ho, you're in the presence of your future
You deserve a break today, have it your way

I ain't gonna hold the lettuce, the pickles or the mustard
A funk a day keep the nose away
Mind your wants 'cause someone wants your mind
Funk is a nonprofit organization

Peck me lightly, like a woodpecker with a headache
'Cause funk is not domestically produced
It is responsive to your mood, you can score it any day
On W E F U N K, we funk, ho

Name that feeling, baby
This is mood de control
Program, reprogram and deprogram

Funkentelechy
(How's your funkentelechy?)
Funkentelechy
(You might as well pay for attention, free speech is too high)

Funkentelechy
(We are sexually programmed for [Incomprehensible] your P's)
Funkentelechy
(Funfunky possibilities arrive for the makers of Urge Overkill)
Funkentelechy
(And not the funky funny bone)

Funkentelechy
(You deserve a break today so name that feeling)
Funkentelechy
(Would you trade your funk for what's behind the third door?)
Funkentelechy)
(The big deal, heads I win, tails you lose, I don't know)

Funkentelechy
(For there's nothing that funk will not render funkable)
Funkentelechy
(This is mood decontrol, urgin' you to funk on, yo, ho)

Funkentelechy
(How's your funkentelechy?)
Funkentelechy
(Ideas brought to you by the makers of Urge Overkill)

Do not respond, this has been a test
And once again the pleasure principle has been rescued
With the aid of the funk
This is Mr. Prolong

(How's your funkentelechy?)
And in doing so
(How's your funkentelechy?)
Freed the possibilities of funk beyond compare
(How's your funkentelechy?)
Program, deprogram, reprogram
(How's your funkentelechy?)

When you're taking every kind of pill
(How do you spell relief?)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(You deserve a break today, sucker)

When you're taking every kind of pill
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(Have it your way, this is the, the doctor)

Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(Saying, the bigger the headache the bigger the pill)
When you're taking every kind of pill
(What's happening? What's happening?)

Who jammin'? What's that?
How's your funk?
(How's your funk?)
You know what's that?
(How's your funk?)

Funkentelechy
(Sucker)
Funkentelechy
(I want you to jump over there
And stay there until I tell you to come down)
Funkentelechy
(Check your funk pressure)

Funkentelechy
(Fly on)
Funkentelechy
(Ain't nothing but a party, baby)
Funkentelechy
(Oh)

How's your funkentelechy?
How's your funkentelechy?
How's your funkentelechy?
Heads I win, tails you lose

[KUAN]

Why did I go and post that silly one.. I'm not listening to it right now at all.....

[Hammer of Los]

...

The birdsong.

As ever I do.

The golden eye rises once more.

As ever it does.

It's dawn.

In my mind's eye I see an innumerable host.

So praise the Morning Lord!

Praise Lathander, the Golden One, patron of all new beginnings!

From Grey hawk to Fae run in a single bound.

Gable Goldenhair turns to face the sun.

She the fearless one.

Raised in faith she know no doubt.

Er, I'm not on topic anymore am I?

I got notepads filled with song lists.

Oh, I know!

Back in a sec.

Hehehe.

Know we rockin'.

A whole nation?

How 'bout the globe?

How 'bout sendin' a transmission into space?

Forget W S Gilbert.

Tim Rice the funniest librettist evah.

I'm diggin' the dancers too.

And Ted Neely was great, better than Gillan, but Carl Anderson was better.





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[Hammer of Los]

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Damn.

I start by laughin' and end by sobbin'.

Infant joy an' infant sorrow.

Don't watch the last 30 seconds or so of that vid above man.

Is that the most powerful scene in movie history, or is it just me?

But I sing the Judas part better.

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