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Connie Converse / ‘Empty Pocket Waltz’

Elizabeth “Connie” Converse wrote personal and hauntingly beautiful songs. She spent the 1950s in New York City, where she shared her music with her circle of bohemian friends, but never made a commercial recording. Connie left New York discouraged — and in 1974 she wrote goodbye letters to her friends and family, and disappeared.

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Marissa Nadler / “Annabelle Lee”

(Thanks, theshipthatflew. Had been meaning to post this.)

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Sibylle Baier / “Remember the Day,” from the album Colour Green

did you ever drive in a moonstruck constitution
and find to reach a seaport at dawn is a solution
you should If you could
there slowly, slowly, I no longer thought of what is good or what is not
there simply was the water’s smell and remoteness
I only stood and watched that old cold ocean
in tender and bright, full, unspeakable emotion
I did what I could
all was good

 (via theshipthatflew)

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Nina Simone / Who Knows Where The Time Goes? (live)

(written by Sandy Denny)

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Vashti Bunyan / “Window Over the Bay”

I wish I had a window over the bay
and a black horse grazing on the green all day
I wish I had a well to draw my water from
and a warm log fire for when the summer is gone

I wish I had a window over the bay
and a flock of white sheep to watch from where I lay
I wish I had a little boat bobbing on the deep
and a big wooden table all laid out for tea

I wish I had a window over the bay
and a dreamy-eyed cow to fill my milking pail
I wish I had a cockerel to raise me at dawn
and a little bed to sleep in when the curtains are drawn

 (Thank you, stopvoleuse)

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Bridget St. John / “Ask Me No Questions” (1969)

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Nick Drake / “Day is Done”

(Thanks, stopvoleuse)

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Vashti Bunyan / ‘Rose Hip November’

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Roy Harper / ‘Another Day’ (from Flat Baroque and Berserk, 1970)

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George / ‘Do You Know a Music?’ (The Magic Lantern, 2003)

Do you know a music that can keep me warm?

♥ ♥ ♥

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Bartók Béla (1881-1945): Four Slovak Folksongs, for mixed choir and piano, BB 78 (1917)

1. Lakodalmas (Zadala mamka) / Wedding Song from Poniky
2. Szénagyűjtéskor énekelt dal (Na holi, na holi) / Song of the Hay-Harvesters from Hiadei
3. Táncdal (Rada pila, rada jedla) / Dancing Song from Medzibrod
4. Táncdal (Gajdujte, gajdence) / Dancing Song from Poniky

Choir of Kodály Zoltán Secondary School of Pécs, Kertész Attila
Körtesi András, piano

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(Thank you, zveneczi)

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Bill Fay / “Time of the Last Persecution” (1971)

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Nina Simone - The Young Knight

Down deary down
There was a knight and he was young a-riding along the way Sir
And there he met a lady fair among the stacks of hay Sir
Down deary down

Quote he shall you and I, Lady among the grass lay down oh
And I will take a special care of the rumpling of your gown oh
So she told him
If you will go along with me into my father’s hall Sir
You shall enjoy my maiden’s head and my estate and all Sir
Down deary down

So he mounted her on a milk white steed himself upon another
And then they rid upon the road like sister and like brother
Down deary down down deary down
And when they came to father’s home all moulded all about Sir
She stepped straight within the gate and shut the young man out Sir
Down deary down

Here is a pursue of gold she said take it for your pain Sir
And I will send my father’s men to go home with you again Sir
And if you meet a lady fair as you go by the town Sir
You must not fear the dewy grass or
The rumpling grass of her gown Sir
Down deary down down deary down

And if you meet a lady gay as you go by the hill Sir
Here is the moral of the story
If you will not when you may you shall not when you will Sir 

 (Thank you, goodthingscomeandgolikebadthings)