[JamminVMI]

Oh, I miss Queen and Freddie Mercury. A great talent lost too soon.

Just saw this the other day. An A.I. rendering of what Freddie would look like, if still alive. Most impressive...!

If you haven’t heard Freddie sing with Montserrat Caballe, you’re in for a treat! The album is, IIRC, Barcelona and the title track is nothing but amazing!

 

[ArmchairPhilosopher]

A question for y'all:

Has there ever been a musician more under-appreciated than Warren Zevon? Because I don't think there is. Outside the US and Canada, Zevon is only known to a really tiny group of listeners, and even over here he never really got the appreciation he deserved. If it weren't for Letterman, I doubt that anyone would still talk about him at all. Breaks my heart.

 

[filthy mechanical]

Alabama white sauce is certainly interesting!

Still can't understand the mayonnaise on chicken here, what passes for BBQ here is crazy, but fresh oysters out of the bay on the half shell makes it better.

 

[earnmyturns]

I have no interest in Roon, a system for accessing my music was designed for me and it works well.

As you are well set on the music library software side, it may be worth looking at the hardware side or new hardware/software combos. I had been quite skeptical about custom DSP ahead of the actual DAC, but my current HQPlayer > DAC (Holo) configurations with specific filters/modulators convinced me. HQPlayer is a bit clunky UX-wise, but it's very flexible and with some work compatible with a wide variety of sources. And of course I'd love to hear the findings of your DAC eval panel

 

[JamminVMI]

I'll join the favourite lyrics portion of the sine wave.
Translators note
quid = one UK pound sterling
five knicker = five quid
Prices are at 1970 levels.


On the midsummer fairground alive with the sound
And the lights of the Wurlitzer merry-go-round
The midway was crowded and I was the man
Who coughed up a quid in the dark caravan
To the gypsy who warned him of danger
"Beware of the beautiful stranger"

"You got that for nothing" I said with a sigh
As the queen's head went up to her critical eye
"The lady in question is known to me now
And I'd like to beware but the problem is how
Do you think I was born in a manger?
I'm in love with the beautiful stranger"

The gypsy (called Lee as all soothsayers are)
Bent low to her globular fragment of star
"This woman will utterly screw up your life
She will tempt you from home, from your children and wife
She's a devil and nothing will change her
Get away from the beautiful stranger"

"That ball needs a re-gun" I said, shelling out
"The future you see there has all come about
Does it show you the girl as she happens to be
A Venus made flesh in a shell full of sea?
Does it show you the shape of my danger?
Can you show me the beautiful stranger?"

"I don't run a cinema here, little man
But lean over close and tune in if you can
You breathe on the glass, give a rub with your sleeve
Slip me your wallet, sit tight and believe
And the powers-that-be will arrange a
Pre-release of the beautiful stranger"

In the heart of the glass I saw galaxies born
The eye of the storm and the light of the dawn
And then with a click came a form and a face
That stunned me not only through candour and grace
But because she was really a stranger
A total and beautiful stranger

"Hello there" she said with her hand to her brow
"I'm the one you'll meet after the one you know now
There's no room inside here to show you us all
But behind me the queue stretches right down the hall
For the damned there is always a stranger
There is always a beautiful stranger"

"That's your lot" said Miss Lee as she turned on the light
"These earrings are hell and I'm through for the night
If they'd put up a booster not far from this pitch
I could screen you your life to the very last twitch
But I can't even get the Lone Ranger"
One last word from the beautiful stranger

"You live in a dream and the dream is a cage"
Said the girl "And the bars nestle closer with age
Your shadow burned white by invisible fire
You will learn how it rankles to die of desire
As you long for the beautiful stranger"
Said the vanishing beautiful stranger

"Here's a wallet for you and five nicker for me"
Said the gypsy "And also here's something for free
Watch your step on my foldaway stairs getting down
And go slow on the flyover back into town
There's a slight but considerable danger
Give my love to the beautiful stranger"

Pete Atkin? I remember him on Radio 4!

 

[JamminVMI]

I am a huge fan of Dylan and Tom Waits, neither was a great singer but OMG the lyrics. My favorite Dylan line is something like

"The only person on the scene missing was the Jack of Hearts."

How can one be on the scene, missing lol?

An example of Tom Waits lyrics..

She was 15 years old
And never seen the ocean
She climbed into a van
With a vagabond
And the last theing she said
Was, "I love you mom."

And a little rain
Never hurt no one
And a little rain
Never hurt no one


another...
Outside another yellow moon
Punched a hole in the nighttime, yes
I climb through the window and down the street
Shining like a new dime
The downtown trains are full
With all those Brooklyn girls
They try so hard to break out of their little worlds

You wave your hand and they scatter like crows
They have nothing that will ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose
Be careful of them in the dark
Oh if I was the one
You chose to be your only one
Oh baby can't you hear me now

Will I see you tonight
On a downtown train
Every night its just the same
You leave me lonely, now

Dylan’s mom is to blame… she told him he could sing. He believed her. Dammit.

 

[earnmyturns]

has to come with either an auto-off or an auto-standby feature

So much for certain DACs

 

[Paladin79]

As you are well set on the music library software side, it may be worth looking at the hardware side or new hardware/software combos. I had been quite skeptical about custom DSP ahead of the actual DAC, but my current HQPlayer > DAC (Holo) configurations with specific filters/modulators convinced me. HQPlayer is a bit clunky UX-wise, but it's very flexible and with some work compatible with a wide variety of sources. And of course I'd love to hear the findings of your DAC eval panel

I may have to share that privately so I do not step on toes.

I may get back to you on other hardware and software.

 

[US Blues]

When the last rose of summer pricks my finger
And the hot sun chills me to the bone
When I can't hear the song for the singer
And I can't tell my pillow from a stone

I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own

When the last bolt of sunshine hits the mountain
And the stars start to splatter in the sky
When the moon splits the southwest horizon
With the scream of an eagle on the fly

I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And listen to the ripples as they moan
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own

Black muddy river
Roll on forever
I don't care how deep or wide
If you got another side
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river
Black muddy river roll

Black muddy river
Roll on forever
I don't care how deep or wide
If you got another side
Roll muddy river, roll muddy river
Black muddy river roll

When it seems like the night will last forever
And there's nothing left to do but count the years
When the strings of my heart start to sever
And stones fall from my eyes instead of tears

I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And dream me a dream of my own
I will walk alone by the black muddy river
And sing me a song of my own
And sing me a song of my own

A Warrior's death song.

 

[earnmyturns]

(late to this game, but...)

How can I fly with these old doggy wings
While the magpie sings some shiny song?
Old corn face, row of teeth
She says sweetly to me in the elevator

Everything seems like a dream
And life's a scream

Here come old Kerosene Hat
With his ear flaps waxed, a-courting his girl
Come clattering in here on your old cloven skates
With that devilish spoon

Everything seems like a dream
And life's a scream
When you're submarine

So don't you bother me, death
With your leathery ways and your old chaise lounge
Wickerman's fence of leathery tyres
And the cook's gone bad, started several fires

Everything seems like a dream
When you're submarine

Head like a stream, she says softly to me
From the rattling chair
"Bring me a steak and my old pair of crows
My medicine lamp"

Everything seems like a dream
So life's a scream

 

[earnmyturns]

(not much of a vocals/lyrics listener, but y'all triggered something)

Darling, remember
When you come to me
I'm the pretender
And not what I'm supposed to be
But who could know if I'm a traitor
Time's the revelator
They caught the katy
And left me a mule to ride
The fortune lady
Came along and she walked beside
But every word seemed to date her
Time's the revelator
The revelator
Up in the morning
Up and on the line
Drive into Corning
And all the spindles whine
And every day is getting straighter
Time's the revelator
The revelator
Leaving the valley
****ing out of sight
I'll go back to Cali
Where I can sleep out every night
And watch the waves and move the fader
Time's the revelator
The revelator
Queen of the fakes and imitators
Time's the revelator

 

[porchwizard]

Another example from a wonderful storyteller

Mister Tanner was a cleaner from a town in the Midwest.
And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the best.
But he also was a baritone who sang while hanging clothes.
He practiced scales while pressing tails and sang at local shows.
His friends and neighbors praised the voice that poured out from his
throat.
They said that he should use his gift instead of cleaning coats.

But music was his life, it was not his livelihood,
And it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good.
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul.
He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole.

His friends kept working on him to try music out full time.
A big debut and rave reviews, a great career to climb.
Finally they got to him, he would take the fling.
A concert agent in New York agreed to have him sing.
And there were plane tickets, phone calls, money spent to rent the
hall.
It took most of his savings but he gladly used them all.

But music was his life, it was not his livelihood,
And it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good.
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul.
He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole.

The evening came, he took the stage, his face set in a smile.
And in the half filled hall the critics sat watching on the aisle.
But the concert was a blur to him, spatters of applause.
He did not know how well he sang, he only heard the flaws.
But the critics were concise, it only took four lines.
But no one could accuse them of being over kind.

Mr. Martin Tanner, Baritone, of Dayton, Ohio made his
Town Hall debut last night. He came well prepared, but unfortunately
His presentation was not up to contemporary professional standards.
His voice lacks the range of tonal color necessary to make it
Consistently interesting.

Full time consideration of another endeavor might be in order.
He came home to Dayton and was questioned by his friends.
Then he smiled and just said nothing and he never sang again,
Excepting very late at night when the shop was dark and closed.
He sang softly to himself as he sorted through the clothes.

Music was his life, it was not his livelihood,
And it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good.
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul.
He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole.

 

[Rensek]

Heard that tune for the first time tonight.

Cats in the Cradle hit especially hard tonight (I work too much, as many can relate too)

 

[ArmchairPhilosopher]

Good morning!

 

[Les Strat]

Ian Dury and The Blockheads:

Noel Coward was a charmer.
As a writer he was brahma.
Velvet, jackets and pyjamas,
had a gay divorce and other dramas.
There ain't half been some clever bastards
(Lucky bleeders, lucky bleeders)
There ain't half been some clever bas-tards.
Van Gough did some eyeball pleasers.
He must have been a pencil squeezer.
He didn't do the Mona Lisa,
That was an Italian geezer.
There ain't half been some clever bastards
(Lucky bleeders, lucky bleeders)
There ain't half been some clever bas-tards.
Einstein can't be classed as witless.
He claimed atoms were the littlest.
When you did a bit of splitting-em-ness
Frighten everybody shitless
There ain't half been some clever bastards.
Probably got help from their mum
(who had help from her mum).
There ain't half been some clever bastards.
Now that we've had some,
let's hope that there's lots more to come.
There ain't half been some clever bastards
(Lucky bleeders, lucky bleeders)
There ain't half been some clever bastards.
Okey-dokey!
Oh!
Segovia.
Da-laa la-laa da-daa da-lee
De dump di dump de dump-dump-diddle li-lee.
There ain't half been some clever bastards
(Lucky bleeders, lucky bleeders)
There ain't half been some clever bastards
(Lucky bleeders, lucky bleeders)
There ain't half been some clever bastards
(Lucky bleeders, lucky bleeders)
There ain't half been some clever bastards.