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Molt bon vespre, benvingut tothom a una nova edició de Copinya de Volta Verda aquí a on, en Mediterrània. Aquest Cool is Real que està sonant certifica que està endavant un nou especial de música folklòrica de les illes britàniques, una de les nostres més intenses debilitats. A partir d'ara tenim gairebé una hora dedicada al folk i al folk rock de per allà. Comencem. Comencem.
Gràcies.
Solem iniciar aquests monogràfics folk brit amb els dos escossers Corris, inicialment trio, que feren història en les seves mítiques i incomptables actuacions pels pubs de la seva terra. No sé quants temes hauran posat d'ells, però sempre en faltarà algun. Avui, dos. Lock the door, Larrison, i the news from Moydard.
Fins demà!
Fierce is the battle and far is the cry.
Bona nit!
Bona nit! Bona nit!
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Bona nit!
The Chelly, the Highland clans, with sword in hand, the John O'Groats, the Ely, of Tehaman, declared to stand.
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Gràcies.
We are your king for Walden King but Charlie and here's a help to Charlie's cause and bid complete and end.
Fins demà!
Bona nit. Bona nit.
Tornarà per la meravellosa Maddie Pryor, la meitat del duo Silly Sisters que va formar amb una altra de les grans, June Tabor. També és la veu dels inoblidables Still I Span, de Tim Hart i Ashley Hutchins. Tenim tres temes del seu disc Folk Songs of All the England, formant duo precisament en Tim Hart.
Son adieu sweet lovely Nancy, Queen Eleanor's confessions, y finalmente Paddy stole the rope, a guest interpretado no mes per heart.
Adieu, sweet, lovely Nancy, ten thousand times adieu. I'm going around the ocean, love to seek for something new. Come change your ring with me, dear girl, come change your ring with me.
For it might be a token of true love while I am on the sea. And when I'm far upon the sea, you know not where I am.
Bona nit
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
The stinkers, tailers, shoemakers Lie snoring fast asleep While we poor souls on the ocean Wide are plowing through the deep Our offices commanded us And then we must obey Expecting every morning
Bona nit
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
So the king put on the grey friars gown, and the earls put on another. And they are gone to Fair London town, like friars both together. And when they came before the queen,
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Oh, the first vile sin I did commit, I now will tell to thee. I fell in love with the Earl Marshall as he brought me o'er the sea. Oh, that was a vile sin, said the king. May God forgive it thee.
Amen, amen, said the Earl Marshal, with a heavy heart spake he.
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
I play another ball. Oh, that one is King Henry's son, and I like him the worst of all. His head is like a black bull's head, his feet are like a bear. What matter, what matter, cried the king, he's my son and my only heir.
And the king pulled off his grey fire smoke And stood in his gullet so red Queen Helena tiled in her bed And cried that she was betrayed And the king looked over his left shoulder And a grim look, look at he Oh, Earl Marshall, but for my oath Then I hanged
Fins demà!
Bona nit
Fins demà!
Well off they went with theft intent to the place they wanted finding and they broke inside of a country church where nobody was minding and they scraped together all they could. They were prepared to slope when Paddy says, now hold on Mike, what have we got for all? For we have no bag to hold our swagging.
And before we get outside, with something strong and stout, me lads, this bundle must be tied. And just then he spied the church bell, roving me for you could turn about. Right up to the belfry, I did climb that road so stout. And holding on by one hand and leg, he pulled his clasp knife out. And right above his hand and head, he cut that road so stout.
Bona nit!
Come out of that, says Mike to Pat, and will you stop your moaning? If that's the way you steal a rope, it's no wonder that you're groaning. I'll show you how to steal a rope if you lend to me your knife. Oh Mike, go easy, says old Pat.
Bona nit
Fins demà!
Les màximes estrelles del folk progressiu britànic són dues bandes, els hippies medievalistes Amazing Blondell i els lírico-progressius Magna Carta. De tots dos en tenim representació avui en tres temes de cada. Començant primer amb Amazing Blondell, escoltant Going Where The Music Takes Me, Light Your Light i el meravellós Love Must Be The Time Of Your Life.
I am going where the music takes me It's the only path I know Yes, I am going where the music makes me Singing how you know It's on with the show
What are you going to be? You didn't bother answering I just want to play and sing What can you do, they say If all your friends play dead Then I'm the sole survivor, one captain, one driver
Bona nit.
It was a big surprise. We couldn't believe our eyes. That's what they said to me. Is it true our way?
Oh yes, they told me so And they so soon forgot this frail few ones were a lot And I'm going where the music takes me It's the only path I know Yes, I am going where the music makes me
Yes, I'm going where the music takes me Oh, I'm doing what I want to do Yes, I am going where the music makes me And I'll not be stopped by you or you
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Bona nit.
I feel my life has just begun again
Bona nit.
Yesterday I felt like I was wasting all my time Yesterday I felt like time was wasting all of me Now I won't say
Start taking all the chances Living your romances Clinging to the branches of your love All at once I feel my life has just begun again All at once I feel like I have been
El que fa a Magna Carta aquests són els temes que interpreten avui per nosaltres Old John Parker Songs from Westy's Orchard I Stop Bringing Me Down
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
But he's so far away and he's happy that way With his darken the world that he knows so well Just what he's thinking no one can tell Old John Parker dressed in black For Sunday church walks there and back Clouds above him line the sky
What does he know? What can he tell? Of things he's known, of things he's seen, what the reason for living has been?
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
The clock tolls the hour and the mornings come And the wreck of the meal is on the table Now I lay by your side when a candle litter died And I couldn't find the words for it to tell you
So I'll bid your farewell as you're sleeping And you stand all alone in your world The words that we shared are but shadows that fly Through the hours that run without waiting to say goodbye
I'm going out upon a highway Aiming for a city line
Bona nit. Bona nit.
Fins demà!
The sun burns the sky and it sinks in the west My footsteps lead down to the sea Now I'm far away but I seem to hear you say Take care my love while you're gone Moving on
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Fiber has to pay, stop bringing me down.
Al final del programa d'avui vendrà a càrrec del probablement més important grup de proc-rock brit de la història, Fairport Convention, liderat en el seu millor moment pel carismàtic Richard Thompson i cantat per l'excepcional Sandy Denny, probablement la millor cantant de música popular de la història. Despedim avui amb el tema A Sailor's Life. Això serà tot, molt bona nit per tant, adeu, ahoy.
A sailor's life, it is a merry life. He robs young girls.
They never know when they will return Well, there's four and twenty all in a row
Bona nit.
I'll have none at all. Oh, Father, build for me a bonnie boat that on the wide ocean
And every queenship that we conspire, there I'll inquire for, I say.
Bona nit.
Against a rock did roll How can I live now My sweet William
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