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The two I thought I would share are these:
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The Eagles are the most popular, enduring rock band in America. With singles and albums hitting the top of the charts for a quarter century and a greatest hits collection that has sold more copies than any other recording in history, the Eagles have entered the pantheon of pop music. To the Limit is the unauthorized account of the group from its earliest years through the breakup, solo careers, and reunions.Blending the country and folk music of the late sixties with the melodic seductiveness of Detroit-style roots rock, the Eagles brought a new sound to a stagnant music scene. Under the brilliant management of David Geffen, the Eagles projected a public image of unshakable camaraderie-embodied by the cerebral, brooding Don Henley and the intuitive, self-destructive Glenn Frey-bolstered by the gorgeous harmonies of their songs. Behind the scenes, however, there was another story.At turns revealing, inspiring, funny, and shocking, To the Limit is the chronicle of a time, a place, and a group that succeeded in changing forever the world of popular music.I love The Eagles. Eliot talks about the history of the band and their members. I learned a lot! I think I would like to read another book about them just to make sure that this book is correct. It does talk about their early life, their career, and the success of the band. If you are interested in learning the entire story of one of the more popular bands in the world than you really should give this book a try.
I was working on what I might write up today, and looking through the songs that have gotten a lot of hits on my iTunes this year, and noticed something: I had a number of songs in there twice. This isn't because I have an untidy library (though I do), it's because the songs in question had been translated from another language, and the experience in English and the original language are two very, very different experiences.
An excellent example of this is, I believe, the most popular song ever in the French Language: La Vie en Rose, sung most famously by the divine Edith Piaf:
This is a song that has been much sung in English. As, for instance, by Louis Armstrong (also known as 'the love song from WALL-E ;P ):
It's really interesting looking at the two songs side by side, because they have a very, very different meaning to it. The first is the perfect Edith Piaf songs - slightly forlorn, gently moaning, a sort of paean to what cannot be. Louis Armstrong, ironically, sings the same song, and it's quintessentially Louis: cheerful, hopeful, sort of overboiling with the slight echo of a chuckle. Part of this of course is the glory of interpretation. But not all. Look at the original French lyrics:
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas,
Je vois la vie en rose.
Il me dit des mots d'amour,
Des mots de tous les jours,
Et ca me fait quelque chose.
Then, the English lyrics:
Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me, heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose
It's not that the English lyrics are bad (I don't know enough French to even tell you if the French ones are good poetry), but they are BARELY the same song. Both talk about feeling enraptured by love, but the first has a private, confessional feel to it, the second I pleasant, intoxicated one. In the second there is a vision of 'a world apart, a world where roses bloom', in the first, there is a sort of undercurrent, a quiet little part of the brain that knows that this cannot last, that the something will again be nothing.
This isn't necessarily a bad thing - or even necessarily a contravention of the artist's intention. A good example of this is in one of my favorite songs: Waters of March by the Bossa Nova master Antonio Carlos Jobim. In the original Brazilian Portuguese, with subtitles:
And (I don't like this video, but the absolutely gorgeous original recording of this in English by Jobim himself isn't online anywhere!) in English:
In case you missed it? The lyrics are very, very different - in fact, Jobim intended them to be so. He wrote both the English and Portuguese versions. In Brazil, the Waters in March are the floods that come down in the autumn and wash away the last of usmmer, before winter comes (Southern Hemisphere, you know...). In New York, where he wrote the English version, the Waters of March are the spring rains that stir up all the detritus of winter to carry in the life of spring time. While, admittedly, this sadly makes for an English version that is far too easy to sing in a horrible, campy lounge style (grr....), it makes two very different songs. And that's just it - translation, in music, is meant to speak to the audience it is being translated for. Jobim is famous for this. Many of the lyrics of his songs in Portuguese were written by a friend of his who was a well known poet in his own right. But the English versions usually have a very different meaning (look up the lyrics to Insensatez, or the Girl From Ipanema sometime - eye opening experience). If you want to know what is like to Brazilian, the translation seems to say, that's fine - listen to the song in Portuguese then, because the language is part of who we are. If you want to know how I feel in New York, listen in English, where I feel and speak in English.
This isn't a rare thing, classically, of course - after all, we don't routinely translate operas into English. And, in the end it offers a beautiful, fascinating vision of the differences and similarities between cultures. The complaint, fo course, is that we English speakers don't necessarily get to understand all the beuatiful things Jobim intended in the original. But then, I think that's a little short-sighted, listening to the Portuguese version (and I speak not a lick of Portuguese), you know the feeling inteded in it - it's familiar and human, even if you have no idea what's being said. And in the end, the Portuguese says it better, even without understanding, than the English does. So, you have, English singers (this version is by the beautifully voiced Damien Rice and Lisa Hannigan), covering the Portuguese:
I've been unemployed since the end of July. When I first got the news I turned away from listening to music. It was just too distracting. I've since returned to listening to some custom CDs I've put together I have a few favorites I will listen to on repeat. I've selected five from my collection.
My all time favorite is "Space Lion" from Cowboy Bebop. I have the first of the sound tracks (as well as the entire series on DVD). The "Space Lion" piece with its mixture of jazz and Native American inspired chant always calms me down. I've found it even lessens the pains of my migraines.
2. Next is "James Blues" by J. Tillman. I listen to the studio version but this live performance is the one that's available on YouTube. I sometimes blip it when I'm listening to music online.
3. "Absent Afternoon" by Calexico. Yes, it's about a funeral procession. But I find it soothing.
4. "Dark Autumn Hour" by Frontier Ruckus. I love banjo music and this song is just a nice mood piece.
5. "Leviathan, Bound" by Shearwater is my fifth most often endlessly repeated song. My husband calls it my "renfair song."
Hello readers of The Written World! Chris from book-a-rama here hijacking Kailana's blog today. When K asked people to host a Music Munday, I quickly said yes. Then I realized that I would have to come up with something. I thought about discussing Canadian music that I liked and while looking around came to the conclusion that there are a lot of Gords in Canadian music. What's up with that? Why is the name Gord or Gordon so popular? I don't know that many... wait, there was.... and.... okay so maybe it is a popular name in this country.
Cole Porter was an American composer, born in 1891 and died in 1964. Most of his work was in the form of musicals - Anything Goes, Kiss Me Kate, etc. However! Like a lot of similar composers in those days, his songs also got sung by popular singers of that time: Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennett, Judy Garland, Ella Fitzgerald, etc etc. His songs became part of what we know today as "The Standards."
When Kailana first asked me to do a Music Mundays post for her, I was happy to accept. Then the reality of it sank in and the question of "What will I do my post on?" popped up. I love music, all different kinds. So many different topics I could use. Then it hit me. Chick Rockers. See? That's me. Always have been. I don't claim to be a big feminist or anything. But if you read my blog, you know I tend to gravitate towards books with strong female protagonists. Well....the same goes for music. I've always loved bands (or even solo acts) that have a great female singer.

This all-girl American Rock band was formed in 1993 as part of the riot grrrl scene. I stumbled upon this band late, but have loved them every since. These girls are all about Girl Power. Most of their music is anti-establishment and a throw-back to the old punk bands of the late 70's. Their message was one of rebelling against the traditional gender roles and basic female empowerment. When the band broke up in 2006, I have to say I shed more than one tear. These girls were AWESOME! One of my favorite songs is I Want to be Your Joey Ramone from the album, Call the Doctor. But I think their best album is All Hands on the Bad One. Here is a song from that album, You're No Rock-n-Roll Fun:
