Crossplanet - music_of_the_month

Mysteries for April

noreply@blogspirit.com (crossplanet) — Thu, 3 Apr 2008 10:07:11 +0200

I've heard this piece of music a while ago, the soundtrack of a movie trailer, and it took me time to discover what it was, Mysteries by Beth Gibbons. It sounds a bit sad and nostalgic, but actually I don't think it is. To me it's just a beautiful way to express some "blue instants".

God knows how I adore life
When the wind turns on the shores lies another day
I cannot ask for more

When the time bell blows my heart
And I have scored a better day
Well nobody made this war of mine

And the moments that I enjoy
A place of love and mystery
I'll be there anytime

Oh mysteries of love
Where war is no more
I'll be there anytime

When the time bell blows my heart
And I have scored a better day
Well nobody made this war of mine

And the moments that I enjoy
A place of love and mystery
I'll be there anytime

Mysteries of love
Where war is no more
I'll be there anytime

Free Tibet

noreply@blogspirit.com (crossplanet) — Thu, 27 Mar 2008 17:45:00 +0100

In october I had discovered this music and listened to it again and again. The group is Hilight Tribe and the piece is called Free Tibet. Back then I was back from Dharamsala and it had touched me very deep inside. I recalled the mountains, the fierce deodar trees of the Himalayas, the hundreds of Om Mani Padmi Hum mantra recited while walking the kora around the temple. Recent events have put back on the actuality.

Check the Free Tibet site.

Rythm of February

noreply@blogspirit.com (crossplanet) — Tue, 5 Feb 2008 09:55:00 +0100

Yes I know it's not Friday yet, but since a friend have sent me this video this morning (could he be in love?), I thought it could be a nice song to sheer up this gloomy February... Enjoy!

Somewhere over the rainbow

noreply@blogspirit.com (crossplanet) — Wed, 5 Dec 2007 13:45:00 +0100

Since a few weeks already I've been haunted by this music, heard in a special moment of a workshop on holotropic breathing. I've found it again a few days ago on a friend's answering machine!

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true

Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top
That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dream that you dare to
Why, oh why can't I?

Well I see trees of green and red roses too
I watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Well I see skies of blue,
and I see clouds of white
and the brightness of day
I like the dark
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the face of people passing by
I see friends shaking hands
Singing "how do you do"
They're really saying, I... I love you

I hear babies cry and I watch them grow
They'll learn much more
Than we'll know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top
That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dream that you dare to
Why, oh why can't I?

Rock it again, Fred!

noreply@blogspirit.com (crossplanet) — Thu, 29 Nov 2007 11:30:00 +0100

1985. A new music on the radio, Marcia baila. A new group, the Rita Mitsouko. Two people, Catherine Ringer, the freak, and Fred Chichin, the dandy, started to shake the sleeping rock music in France.

20 years of innovation, of good lyrics, of good music.

Yesterday Fred Chichin, the guitar player, died of a "striking cancer", said the newspaper, whatever that may be. Play it again!