First Aid Kit – live

 

My silver lining [London Southbank, 2014]
 

King of the world [The Bing Lounge, 2012]
 

Emmylou [The Bing Lounge, 2012]

The Lions’s roar [The Bing Lounge, 2012]

My silver lining [The Bing Lounge, 2014]

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http://actuspurunen.blogspot.fi/2014/07/ensiapupakkauksen-tytot.html

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Aid_Kit_%28band%29

http://sv.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benkt_S%C3%B6derberg

Ensiapupakkauksen tytöt

First Aid Kit - The Lion's Roar

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First Aid Kit –  My Silver Lining

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First Aid Kit – Emmylou

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Olenkohan minä vanha ukko nyt hurahtanut näihin tukholmalaisiin neitokaisiin: Johanna ja Klara Söderbergiin. Laulujen tietty melankolisuus kuitenkin vetoaa minuun syvästi. Ah, miten ihanaa surumielisyyttä ja kaipuuta: kuin rakastettu nainen, minun iloisin suruni.

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Aid_Kit_%28band%29

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PC57z-oDPLs&list=ALHTd1VmZQRNqVzsptELeyYnbMJtpeoyCv

It was a new day yesterday but it's an old day now

Jethro Tull - A New Day Yesterday [1969]

Satunnainen kommentaattori kirjoittaa asiaa eräästä oman rokkielämäni alun tärkeimmästä biisistä, jossa on ennen kaikkea pidäkkeetöntä v-o-i-m-a-a, kuten vankasti elossa olevalla kai olla pitääkin [voimaa tosin tarvitsee myös vankasti.kuoleman portteja kolkuttava [esim. Kurt Cobain/Lithium]. - - Kuunnelkaa koko Stand Up-Lp ja huomaatte, miten kekseliäs ja monipuolinen Ian Anderson on säveltäjänä [sovittamansa Bachin Boureen Anderson kaappasi omiin nimiinsä - haha].

One of the heaviest tunes ever . Love the basic pile-driving riff .Sounds like something sneaking up on ya at first, then it slams the shit out of ya! That slide down the neck by Martin Barre adds to the eerieness and power of the whole tune. His lead is soulful and bluesy. Great example of dynamics during Anderson's flute solo especially when it comes back in heavy at 2:47. Clive Bunker smoked on the drum track. Listen to his powerful fill at 3:41. Listen to Glenn Cornick's finale on bass!

Jethro Tull - Stand Up [1969, Full Album + bonus tracks]
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kq5zTznlSJI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xp4xY1FbrlQ

http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jethro_Tull

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jethro_Tull_%28band%29

'Blow away the dreams that tear you apart, blow away the dreams that break your heart, blow away the dreams that leave you nothing but lost and broken hearted' - - 'And I believe in a promised land'.

Bruce Springsteen The Promised Land with John Fogerty London 14-07-12 Hard Rock Calling

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On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town
Driving cross the Waynesboro county line
I got the radio on and I'm just killing time
Working all day in my daddy's garage
Driving all night chasing some mirage
Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge
.
The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land
.
I've done my best to live the right way
I get up every morning and go to work each day
But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold
Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode
Explode and tear this whole town apart
Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart
Find somebody itching for something to start
.
The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
If I could reach one moment into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land
.
Well there's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm
Gonna be a twister to blow everything down
That ain't got the faith to stand its ground
Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
Blow away the dreams that break your heart
Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted
.
Well the dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=7R11A1O1Keg#! 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKofvL4O9Xg

http://www.springsteenlyrics.com/lyrics/t/thepromisedland.php

http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=985

I am singing in the hard rain

Still the rain kept pourin' fallin' on my ears, and I wonder still I wonder who'll stop the rain.
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Sadeaiheisia lauluja on paljon ja valitsen tähän vain muutaman omaan tunnelmaani sopivan. Niistä jokaisessa on hienot sanat, mutta Dylanin pitkän Hard Rainin kopioin erikseen, koska se on profeetallinen ja apokalyptinen laulu, jonka vaikutus nousevaan nuoreen rock-kulttuuriin oli merkittävä [kunnes rockista tuli lopullisesti kapitalismia ja apokalypsi muuttui arkipäiväksi - arendt'laisittain banaaliksi]. Singing in the rain on tietenkin ihan oma juttunsa. Musikaalin historiasta tuskin löytyy iloisempaa ja sydämellisempää miestä kuin Gene Kelly tässä kohtauksessa.
 
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUDPWiv28MI
Jose Feliciano - Rain

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIPan-rEQJA
Creedence Clearwater Revival: Who'll Stop The Rain

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gu2pVPWGYMQ
Creedence Clearwater Revival: Have You Ever Seen The Rain

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OCnHNk2Hac
Peter Paul & Mary - Early Morning Rain 

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHrK6L91BgA
Bob Dylan - A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall
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Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son ?
And where have you been my darling young one ?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son ?
And what did you see, my darling young one ?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand takers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ?
And what did you hear, my darling young one ?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'
I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, who did you meet my blue-eyed son ?
Who did you meet, my darling young one ?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded and hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son ?
And what'll you do now my darling young one ?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the deepths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my songs well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rmCpOKtN8ME
'I'm singing in the rain' - Gene Kelly - - [satunnainen kommentaattori on oikeassa: Entertainers don't have this kind of class anymore :(].
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jos%C3%A9_Feliciano
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Who'll_Stop_the_Rain_(song)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Have_You_Ever_Seen_the_Rain%3F
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Early_Morning_Rain
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Hard_Rain's_a-Gonna_Fall
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singin%27_in_the_Rain_(song)
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http://dewildox.wordpress.com/2011/07/08/as-the-rain-comes-down-third-sunday-after-trinity-2011/
http://www.sodahead.com/living/it-looks-like-its-going-to-rain-have-you-ever-wanted-it-to-rain-really-bad/question-1997729/?link=ibaf&q=rain&imgurl=http://img381.imageshack.us/img381/7889/images1367774rain25oawz6.gif

Jään ovellesi seisomaan

Pitkäperjantai-illan, Hiroshiman ja Holocaustin muisto.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XssKqO0-Fw
Mikko Perkoila: Jään ovellesi seisomaan. - Hieno käännös kappaleesta 'I Come And Stand At Every Door'.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ac0CDpU44fA
I come and stand at every door (Byrds)

I come and stand at every door is based on a poem by Nazım Hikmet and a traditional tune, previously performed both by Pete Seeger and by The Byrds.
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Nâzım's poem Kız Çocuğu (The Little Girl) conveys a plea for peace from a seven-year-old girl, ten years after she has perished in the atomic bomb attack at Hiroshima. It has achieved popularity as an anti-war message and has been performed as a song by a number of singers and musicians both in Turkey and worldwide, which is also known in English by various other titles, including "I come and Stand at Every Door" and "Hiroshima Girl".
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I come and stand at every door
But no one hears my silent tread
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead, for I am dead
I'm only seven although I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow

My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind
I need no fruit I need no rice
I need no sweets nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead, for I am dead
All I ask is that for peace
You fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world
May live and grow and laugh and play

Nazim Hikmet
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/N%C3%A2z%C4%B1m_Hikmet
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Holocaust
http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hiroshiman_ja_Nagasakin_pommitukset
http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pete_Seeger
http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Byrds
http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mikko_Perkoila
http://heartandsoul71.blogspot.com/2009/12/miksi-lapsi-hoitoon-jos-ei-ole-pakko.html
http://www.lorhainneeckhart.com/upcoming.html

So how can you tell me you're lonely, And say for you that the sun don't shine?

Kiitti merille tästä hienonhienosta tuubilinkistä naturalistisine kuvineen.

Minullekin kovin läheinen Ralph McTellin laulu Lontoon kaduista kertoo eräästä sosiaalisen todellisuutemme varjoisammasta ellei suorastaan tylymmästä puolesta; niistä laitapuolen köyhistä ihmisistä, joille olemme velkaa äärettömän määrän solidaarisuutta ja lojaalisuutta.

Miten siis (sinäkin Räsänen) voit väittää olevasi yksin ja onneton? (Ks. Lyrics)

Streets of London (1970)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ctb-SrwL884&feature=related
Images of the homeless

Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

Chorus:
So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

Chorus

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rim of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

Chorus

And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care

Chorus