music time

My SOTD soundtrack of today ...
I liked it so much to have a IG story too !!!

My SOTD soundtrack of today ...
I liked it so much to have a IG story too !!!

A nice tune for the times!  Thx.

Beethoven’s 5th Symphony - Bernstein Weiner Philharmoniker

Received so poor an education that this work was stated to be a critical reaction to the hope embodied in the French Revolution and disillusionment with the outcome. Were it but true it would be as much a critique on Western impatience as a reflection on reality. Truth told, the French Revolution was not really resolved in any lasting way until post WWII but that another story, eh?

While many don't care for the Bernstein Weiner Beethoven Symphony compendium, am quite partial to it

https://youtu.be/UEcmVWfnlNE

The Police - Synchronicity. 

Not a bad way to go out.

Beethoven’s 6th Symphony - Bernstein Weiner Philharmoniker

Being of the country and a simple uneducated peasant, this symphony evokes childhood, where as far as one could look in any direction dad owned, the honesty of man living in harmony with nature, the integrity of producing tangible goods of real value to mankind versus manipulation, gambling and subterfuge and knowing there were huge swaths of stand alone virgin woodland belonging to no man and not planned for paving into a dystopian Hell.  What a fool I was to ever leave that paradise!

While many don't care for the Bernstein Weiner Beethoven Symphony compendium, am quite partial to it

https://youtu.be/iPd4jc-c_qY

Synchronicity, the song, gets far less note than deserved - much as with Spirits In a Material World, it chronicles the anomie of a dystopian neoliberal Hell on Earth.

[b]"Synchronicity II"[/b]

Another suburban family morning.
Grandmother screaming at the wall.

We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies
We can't hear anything at all.
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration,
But we know all her suicides are fake.

Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take.
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake.

Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky.
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today,
He doesn't think to wonder why.
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street,
But all he ever thinks to do is watch.
And every single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch.
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch.

Another working day has ended.
Only the rush hour hell to face.
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes.
Contestants in a suicidal race.
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance,
He knows that something somewhere has to break.
He sees the family home now looming in his headlights,
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache.
Many miles away there's a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away 

Played this for the wife. It's fun to hear her belting out these songs.

Well, this won't be to everyone's taste, but the mood this evening called for some smooth jazz. Grover Washington Jr. - Winelight.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GERtduWRZM