1,645,693 views Apr 16, 2024Shot in New Zealand during our Talk on Corners world tour in Feb 1998 and directed by Catherine Finkenstaedt, the music video for What Can I Do was re-released with this Tin Tin Out remix in August 1998 and peaked at No.3 in the UK charts. See this and more on our Talk on Corners celebration UK tour this November: https://www.livenation.co.uk/artist-t…
To the bright side of the road We’ll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road
Little darlin’, come with me Won’t you help me share my load From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road And into this life we’re born Baby, sometimes, sometimes we don’t know why And time seems to go by so fast In the twinkling of an eye Let’s enjoy it while we can (let’s enjoy it while we can) Won’t you help me share my load (help me share my load) From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road Again
And into this life we’re born
Baby sometimes, baby sometimes we don’t know why, don’t know Time seems to go by so fast In the twinkling of an eye Let’s enjoy it while we can (let’s enjoy it while we can) And help me sing my song (and help me sing my song) Little darlin’, come alone On the bright side of the road From the dark end of the street (from the dark end of the street)To the bright side of the road (to the bright side of the road) Little darlin’, come alone On the bright side of the road, come on dear Alright
From the dark end of the street (from the dark end of the street) To the bright side of the road (To the bright side of the road) We’ll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road Oh, we’ll be, we’ll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road We’ll be lovers once again On the bright side of the road
Khatia Buniatishvili – Un Violon sur le Sable (ROYAN) – Rachmaninov Concerto n°2 – 1e part.
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Khatia Buniatishvili interprète concerto n°2 pour piano de Rachmaninov (Adagio Sostenuto), accompagnée de Rachmaninov l’Orchestre d’Un Violon sur le Sable, sous la direction de Jérôme Pillement Un Violon sur le Sable est un ensemble de 3 concerts classiques et lyriques, présentant un programme hétéroclite et varié avec des solistes invités différent chaque soir, sur la plage de ROYAN (France) . Créé par Philippe Tranchet en 1987, Un Violon sur le sable se déroule en Juillet, couplé avec Un Violon sur la ville (festival “off”). A chaque concert, près de 50 000 spectateurs, mélomanes ou novices, petit ou grand, plongent dans un profond respect et une grande émotion, séduits aussi par le répertoire composé d’extraits des plus grandes oeuvres telle une véritable compilation classique et bon nombre d’oeuvres originales. Actualités, coulisses, images inédites, suivez-nous sur : Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/unviolonsur… Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/violonsurles… Twitter : https://twitter.com/violonroyan
The Chieftains, the world’s most celebrated traditional Irish band, marked their 50th anniversary with the release of Voice of Ages on February 21st 2012 (Hear/Concord). An imaginative collaboration featuring a dazzling collection of like-minded musical visionaries and kindred spirits, Voice of Ages, produced by Paddy Moloney and T Bone Burnett, features The Chieftains teaming with stars from the worlds of indie-rock (Bon Iver, The Decemberists, The Low Anthem), country and Americana (The Civil Wars, Pistol Annies, Carolina Chocolate Drops, Punch Brothers), Irish and Scottish folk (Imelda May, Lisa Hannigan, Paolo Nutini) and more… Support The Chiefttains and purchase the whole album here: http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/voic…
Where Lagan stream sings lullaby There blows a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her eye The night is on her hair And like a love-sick lennan-shee She has my heart in thrall Nor life I owe nor liberty For love is lord of all.
And often when the beetle’s horn Hath lulled the eve to sleep I steal unto her shieling lorn And thru the dooring peep. There on the cricket’s singing stone, She spares the bogwood fire, And hums in sad sweet undertone The songs of heart’s desire
Nor life I owe nor liberty For love is lord of all. For love is lord of all.
I’ve worn out the stones in front of your doorstep Coming and going, coming and going You kept the lights on, I always knew that I should’ve said “thank you” a thousand miles ago But I pushed you away, put a pin in a map Then I got lost in the storm
Had to find my own way, make my own mistakes But you know that I had to go Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow But I found one that’s stronger than stone Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Moon hanging low over my window Shoebox of dreams hid under my bed Follow the bright light city of gold I had to leave to realize all I needed was here Mama, we both know that there’s nothing That a little time and Patsy Cline wouldn’t fix
Had to find my own way, make my own mistakes But you know that I had to go Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow But I found one that’s stronger than stone Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
I’ll just click my heels three more times There it all is, what’s always been mine
Ain’t no yellow brick road running through Glasgow But I found one that’s stronger than stone Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home
Ain’t no place like home, ain’t no place like home