Monday, May 02, 2005

in love.

I truly discovered the beauty of Debussy's songs earlier this year after listening carefully to his songs on this CD "Songs by Debussy". Baritone Christopher Maltman, accompanist Malcomn Martineau. Hyperion label, London, 2001.

Right now, I'm listening to them day and night, it's my chill-out music. I don't understand a single bit of French, but the vowels and the music are sensuous enough to turn me on. Purr. Uploaded a few songs by Debussy to share his gorgeous works, just click on the titles of the pieces, it's a yousendit link.

Text by Theodore de Banville
Nuit d'etoiles

Cinq poemes de Baudelaire
#1 Le balcon
#2 Harmonie du Soir
#3 Le jet d'eau
#4 Recueillement
#5 La mort des amants

Also, bet you guys didn't know: apart from the famous solo piano piece 'Clair de Lune', Debussy also wrote a song with the same title for voice and piano? And there're two versions to boot. I think I've got the 2nd version by Alfred Cortot and Maggie Teyte, recorded back in 1936. It has the delicious scratchy quality that makes me swoon. Historical recordings! Love love love love love.

Here you go:
Clair de Lune (voice and piano)

I know most of you don't listen to 'classical music' (I hate this generic term. It's wildly inaccurate), but do give these songs a shot. At least, listen to Harmonie du Soir and Clair de Lune. Okay okay okay?

I'm done spreading the love. Please leave comments if you download, and let me know what you think of the music. I wonder if any of you will actually listen though, and whether the effort I spent uploading the songs was for naught. Sometimes I wish I can show everyone how beautiful classical music really is, but I understand it's not everyone's cup of tea. (Why though? Why!?!) All the same, it pains me to see the Classical Music section in HMV dwindling in size everytime I return home in summer.

Now now, back to work.

she procrastinated @ 14:17 |

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I will like to spend my days, as though they are my own, which I mostly end up doing in halves, for duty beckons, and I am answering its clarion call. Soon enough! I am also a veteran procrastinator.

fresh monodies

FULL LYNNE PANIC!!!!!
out came the sun, and dried up all the rain.
defiant hedonist.
you know you're...
yah, yah, a-ha, and then.
mini-break.
aiiiii i shld be studying.
overanalyze, oversensitive, overthetop.
midnight cravings.
R.I.P.

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"One is wicked, because one see things clearly." - Beaumarchais's Le nozze di Figaro.

And there were phlegmatic souls.