[Freefallr4545]

Michael Landau With Robben Ford

 

[DLeeWebb]

 
 
 
"Bas As Me" - Tom Waits

 

[RexAeterna]

Pee On My Panda - I Need You Today

 

[Griffinhart]

Just finishing this up:
 

 
Or rather, I should say I'm finishing up the first track, "Don Juan". Still have "Don Quixote" to go.
 
-- Griffinhart

 

[Syan25]

 

[leeperry]

 

[WarriorAnt]

 

[Hi-Finthen]

"Watching The Detectives"
 
" The Conspiracy of Oberon and Puck" ;')
 
Performer: Metropole Orchestra, Steve Nieve,
Elvis Costello
 
Orchestra: London Symphony Orchestra
Conductor: Vince Mendoza, Michael Tilson Thomas
Composer: Charles Mingus, Elvis Costello, Dave Bartholomew, Billy Strayhorn, Burt / Costello, Elvis Bacharach

Audio CD (February 28, 2006)

Number of Discs: 2
Label: Deutsche Grammophon
 
 
Elvis at middle age - I hope you're happy now ! 
February 28, 2006

S. Reiff (Scottsdale, AZ) 

This review is from: My Flame Burns Blue [Includes Bonus CD] (Audio CD)

I've been an avid follower of Elvis' music since My Aim is True. Through the years he has explored a wide variety of styles, some of which worked (his brilliant early works) and some that didn't (do I have to even mention his classical forays). It's been hard to make sense of Elvis as I wondered if he was adopting more "mature" music in order to impress us with his feigned sophistication. After listening to his recent NPR CD with Marian McPartland, I began to see just how comfortable Elvis is with jazz and classical music.
 
On My Flame Burns Blue (MFBB), Elvis pours his heart into his music, much like he did on his first few brilliant albums. It took a few listens to one of my favorite Elvis songs, "Clubland" before I could accept it as where he is musically. The other tracks also work - his voice has never sounded better. I am glad that he is continuing to present us with interesting new music - after seeing the Rolling Stones at the Super Bowl I shudder to think of Elvis at 60+ years old becoming a parody of himself.
 
Elvis is the very rare artist that takes chances musically, seemingly paying no interest to sales figures, popularity, and radio play. How many other artists will follow this path? Don't buy the CD if you are looking for 1970's and 1980's Elvis. There will always be new angry artists being touted. It's a pity that this CD will be virtually ignored while the newest American Idol will sell millions.

 

[WarriorAnt]

Hey thanks for bringing up Elvis Costello.  He owes me money.

 

[Hi-Finthen]

Put up with a collection agency and they will make his foretomentioned life a living 'ell for a thin nickle ; Eh, it's b'ness ;') 
 
Quote:

Hey thanks for bringing up Elvis Costello.  He owes me money.

 
Puck, also known as Robin Goodfellow, is a character in William Shakespeare's play A Midsummer Night's Dream that was based on the ancient figure in English mythology, also called Puck. Puck is a clever and mischievous elf and personifies the trickster or the wise knave. In the play, Shakespeare introduces Puck as the "shrewd and knavish sprite" and "that merry wanderer of the night" and jester to Oberon, the fairy king.
 
introduced to Puck in Act II Scene I when one of Titania's fairies encounters Puck and says::

Either I mistake your shape and making quite,
Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite
Call'd Robin Goodfellow: are not you he
That frights the maidens of the villagery;
Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern
And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;
And sometime make the drink to bear no barm;
Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?
Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,
You do their work, and they shall have good luck:
Are not you he?
(Act ii., Scene i.)

Puck replies,

Thou speak'st aright;
I am that merry wanderer of the night.
I jest to Oberon and make him smile
When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,
Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:
And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl,
In very likeness of a roasted crab,
And when she drinks, against her lips I bob
And on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale.
The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale,
Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;
Then slip I from her bum, down topples she,
And 'tailor' cries, and falls into a cough;
And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh,
And waxen in their mirth and neeze and swear
A merrier hour was never wasted there.
;')

 

[davidgotsa]

Jamie Lidell - Multiply 
 

 

[WarriorAnt]

 

[gopack87]

 

[Silent One]

 
Cymande - "Cymande" (1972)
 
 

 
 

 

 

[PanamaRed]