Counting Crows - Round Here  photo

Counting Crows – Round Here

“August And Everything After — Live At Town Hall” from Counting Crows.

Counting Crows’ debut album “August And Everything After” was released in late 1993 and went on to sell over 7 million copies in America. In the UK it charted at No.16 and has sold over 400,000 copies. On 18 September 2007, the band performed the complete album live at Town Hall in New York City.

The lineup for this stellar evening captured on “August And Everything After — Live From Town Hall” was: Jim Bogios (drums, vocals, percussion); David Bryson (electric & acoustic guitars, vocals); Adam Duritz (vocals); Charles Gillingham (piano, Hammond B-3 organ, accordion, harmonica, vocals); David Immergluck (electric & acoustic guitars, mandolin, pedal steel, vocals), Millard Powers (bass, vocals, piano); Dan Vickrey (electric & acoustic guitars, banjo, vocals). This live performance of their complete debut album proves what truly great performing artists they are.

Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no one notices
The contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
The angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again
Where?
Maria says she’s dying
Through the door I hear her crying
Why?

Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she’d like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she’s walking on a wire
In the circus
She parks her car outside of my house
And Takes her clothes off
Says she’s close to understanding Jesus
She knows she’s more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal
Well I have trouble acting normal

But Round here we’re carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice just like lambs
Round here
Look she’s she’s slipping through my hands

Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out out out out
Out of the lightning dream
Mama’s little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning

She says “it’s only in my head”
She says “Shhhhh I know, I know it’s only in my head”
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says “Man you should try to take a shot
Can’t you see my walls are crumbling?”
Then she looks up at the building
Says “I’m thinking of jumping”
She says “I’m sick and tired of life”
Everybody’s tired of something

Round here she’s always on my mind
Round here hey man I got a lot of time
Round here we’re never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late
I can’t see nothing… nothing round here

Would you catch if I was falling
Would you kiss me if I was leaving
Would you hold me cause I’m lonely, without you
I said I’m under the gun around here
I’m lonely, lonely, lonely without you
And I can’t see nothing
Nothing round here

An Hour with Pink Floyd: KQED photo

An Hour with Pink Floyd: KQED

‘An Hour with Pink Floyd: KQED’ sees the band filmed performing live in April 1970 by San Francisco cable TV station KQED:

Taken from the version featured on 2016 ‘The Early Years 1965-1972’ box set, the film includes performances of Atom Heart Mother, Cymbaline, Grantchester Meadows, Green is the Colour and Careful with that Axe Eugene.

Appearing as part of the @YouTube Film Festival until May 17th.

David Gilmour - Live At Pompeii photo

David Gilmour – Live At Pompeii

45 ans après le “Live At Pompeii” de Pink Floyd dans le légendaire amphithéâtre romain, Davig Gilmour est revenu pour deux spectacles spectaculaires en juillet 2016, dans le cadre de sa tournée pour l’album Rattle That Lock.

Les performances étaient les tout premiers concerts de rock pour un public dans l’amphithéâtre romain en pierre, et, pendant deux nuits seulement, la foule de 2600 personnes se tenait exactement là où les gladiateurs auraient combattu au premier siècle de notre ère.

Magnifique.

Tash Sultana - Tiny Desk concert (NPR) photo

Tash Sultana – Tiny Desk concert (NPR)

Natasha Sultana, de son nom de scène Tash Sultana, nait le 15 juin 1995 à Melbourne et est un(e) auteure-compositrice-interprète et musicienne multi-instrumentriste Australienne, d’un père originaire de Malte et d’une mère australienne. À l’âge de trois ans, son grand-père lui offre sa première guitare.

Tash Sultana subit l’influence d’artistes néo-soul tels que Erykah Badu, D’Angelo, Lauryn Hill mais également rock comme Jimi Hendrix, Pink Floyd, Fleetwood Mac ou encore Led Zeppelin, ou Bob Marley et Amy Winehouse.

Sultana se produit en solo sur scène, pieds nus et enregistre ses instruments au fur et à mesure grâce aux pédales d’effets: c’est la technique du looping. Autodidacte, Sultana joue d’une vingtaine d’instruments dont la guitare (basse, électrique, folk), la mandoline, le piano, la trompette et le saxophone.

Voici Tash Sultana lors de l’un des Tiny Desk Concert organisé par NPR:

C’est très dub planant, vraiment à part.

Pink Floyd - PULSE concert photo

Pink Floyd – PULSE concert

Pendant cette période de confinement, Pink Floyd offre gratuitement des concerts complets pour les fans. pendant le confinement.

Jusqu’à récemment, le groupe diffusait des extraits de chansons individuelles sur YouTube, mais avec le Royaume-Uni confronté à trois semaines supplémentaires de confinement pendant la pandémie de Covid-19, et la plupart des autres pays du monde connaissant des restrictions à des degrés divers, le groupe a décidé de passer à des concerts complets.

Voici la version restaurée et rééditée des masters originaux en 2019 de Pulse, filmé live le 20 Octobre 1994 à l’Earls Court de Londres:

L’édition de Pulse d’hier soir est tirée du coffret Later Years, qui est sorti l’année dernière et qui a été réédité.

Enjoy!

Eddy B and Tim Gunter - Underdog photo

Eddy B and Tim Gunter – Underdog

A young nigga with a dollar and a dream
And these Nikes on my feet, tryna stay up out the streets
So I’m rhyming pulling 187s all on these beats
Stead of on the concrete
Cemeting my future while they were focused on what they chief
But shit, I’m like a chief, head honcho
Tell me that it’s impossible I’ll get it to you pronto
Been workin’ all these late nights and these early mornings like Alonzo
So one day they’ll be callin’ me great, just call me Gonzo
But, I’m never actin’ nor is anybody pulling strings
Everything I have came from sacrificing everything
I traded workin’ 9 to 5 for the minimum
For workin non-stop so my life be like a cinema screen
But in the end I wouldn’t have it any other way
Got on my knees and for this rap to work is what I prayed
And now it’s happening, crunchin’ numbers like captain
A serial (cereal) killer compelling listeners with this passion for words
Never actin, my verbs were truly fashioned to serve
Not only masses but curbs, not just the hood, but the burbs
Know you hear it everytime I grace the mic, then I give it to God
Feeling blinded by the lights, and it’s on!

Hook:

Let me see you put ’em up
Reach the sky, touch the stars up above
Cause it’s, one time for the underdog
One time for the underdog

You got the world on your team
Even if that ain’t what it seems
It’s one time for the underdog
One time for the underdog

A 20 year old dreamin’ of whippin’ Monte Carlo’s
And gold jewlery lookin’ like I cam from El Dorado
Pick up the pen and pad, stead of spittin gin and vag
I’m paintin’ pictures with my words, just call me young picasso
These haters only gas me up and then I mash the throttle
Binge drinkers think its safe to say should drop the bottle
Cause what I’m spittin’ is proof, and truth is hard to swallow
When rappers losin’ they heads, that’s word to sleepy hollow
Nowadays they tryna flex, Johnny Bravo
And I’ll be Rocky in the second fight against Apollo
Underdog, but you see, I won the war
Askin me if I can spit is askin’ me to raise the bar
I been in this place before, matter fact most of my life
They told me I would fail, die before I prove ’em right
Pennin’ verses on my lunch bag, now I’m doin shows
Lady luck blew me a kiss, now I’m a prince, never a toad
Bet your bottom, I’m the greatest, that’s on everything I own
And though it isn’t much, I want the world like Al Capone
I’m coming for the glory, this a sermon to the masses
The kid you shitted on is telling you to wipe his ass

HONEYHONEY - Thin Line photo

HONEYHONEY – Thin Line

Here’s HONEYHONEY performing “Thin Line” at Music City Roots live from the Loveless Cafe in 2012:

Thin line
Walking a thin line
Staying out late at night

I’m not happy
Feeling low
It’s so hard these days to play my cards right

It’s about time
To start the show
I got tickets for my friends that want to go

And I wish you’d come down
Just come on by
Oh, I need your easy roll around of a good time

‘Cause I want whiskey when I’m sick
And a man when I’m well
But it’s nice to have them both sometimes
When I feel like raising hell

So don’t try and save me
I’ll be just fine
I’m getting used to walking on a thin line

Some days I try hard
To watch my mouth
To say the right things
But the wrong just slip right out

Oh, I ain’t no Southern belle
No Georgia peach
I guess all my good graces are too far out of reach

I sleep so deep each night
I’m lying in the bed we made
And when I get you off, babe
Well you know it’s give and take

So I don’t feel bad
When I get mine
Oh, I’m getting used to walking on a thin line

Sometimes I’m doing things half-ass wrong
Sometimes the words I sing are just some half-ass song
I get lost and I get found
Oh, and I’ll be good until I need another round

‘Cause I want whiskey when I’m sick
And a man when I’m well
But it’s nice to have them both sometimes
When I feel like raising hell

So don’t try and save me
I’ll be just fine
Oh, I’m getting used to walking on a thin line

No, don’t try and save me
I’ll be just fine
Oh, I’m getting used to walking on a thin line

Oh, I’m getting used to walking on a thin line