Shortly after I released this post, which included embedded Mp3s of the three songs mentioned, it appears a visitor downloaded them all. I have to admit to ignorance on this front; I think that implies he/she got them for “free,” which wasn’t my intention. I think artists should be paid for their work, so to avoid this from happening again, I deleted the Mp3s. Unfortunately, that means you’ll need to click through to the YouTube version if you want to listen. Apologies for the confusion.
I have diverse taste in music: country, jazz, classical, hip hop, alternative, Christian, Celtic/French/Arabic pop. You name it, I probably have one or more songs from the genre. It really comes down to whether a song “speaks” to me. Every once in a while, it takes a couple of plays for me to want to add it to my collection. But mostly, it slaps me upside the head after just a few notes. That’s what happened yesterday.
I was watching a show on MHz Choice called Caravan of Death (Ecos del Desierto). It is the true story of human rights attorney Carmen Hertz and her 40-year quest to bring to justice the persons responsible for the execution of her husband and dozens of other political prisoners at the beginning of General Augusto Pinochet’s military dictatorship in Chile in 1973. It was a compelling series, easy to binge over two nights, and I recommend it.
Embedded in the series was the song Cancion Del Desvelado by Manuel Garcia. It was heartbreakingly beautiful. I have no idea what the lyrics mean and I’m not sure I want a translated version anyway. Sometimes to appreciate poetry or a book or lyrics, you’ve got to speak the language because there are nuances that don’t cross linguistic boundaries. At any rate, the Spanish is beautiful. I downloaded it and played in on repeat while I walked the dog this morning, hiked in the afternoon, and walked the dog again in the evening. It’s playing in my head right now. Here’s a listen… Hope you love it, too.
Last year, I added a Christmas song to my holiday repertoire. I found one I’d actually never heard before on a Robert Shaw Orchestra album I picked up at the thrift store. It was called Pat-a-Pan. I liked it so much I downloaded versions from The Tabernacle Choir, David Archuleta, and Mannheim Steamroller, in addition to the original Robert Shaw interpretation. All four are completely unique. (If I’m honest, after I downloaded and listened to the whole Mannheim Steamroller song, I didn’t care for it, but I love the other three equally.) Here’s the Robert Shaw version.
And then there is one I found while watching a clip of the winter Olympics a few years back. Ice dancing pair Vanessa James and Morgan Cipres chose The Sound of Silence for their skate, not by Simon and Garfunkel, but by a group called Disturbed. The lead singer is David Draiman, whose voice is wonderful. This is another song I could listen to on repeat. I don’t watch the Olympics much anymore, except for the occasional highlight reel, but I should because it gives me good material. It’s where I found Glory Box by Portishead in the early 2000s, which was being skated to by another ice dance pair.
So there readers. Maybe you’ll find something to fall in love with, too. Or maybe you’ll hear something you’ve never heard before, and maybe it will make your day. Music does that.