The story behind it makes the song even sadder.
The story behind it makes the song even sadder.
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The Avengers: Infinty War Song I Brilliantly Sad, Yet a Powerful Sadness.
"By Earth and Sky, By Craft and Hex -- By The Past and The Future – I Call HOPE Forth From The DARKNESS! I Speak The Words We Made Into MAGIC! Let THEIR Power Augment Our OWN! To Strike ONE BLOW From Our HEARTS and SOULS – From ALL THAT WE ARE! Let The CALL Go Forth -- AVENGERS! ASSEMBLE!" Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff ~~ From Avengers #689!
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One of the best "love gone dead" songs is "For No One", from the Beatles' Revolver album. Here's a cover by Emmylou Harris.
The Scottish ballad "Barbara Allen" is described in Wikipedia as "far and away the most widely collected song in the English language—equally popular in England, Scotland and Ireland, and with hundreds of versions collected over the years in North America." There are of course umpteen million versions of the lyrics, and they're all deeply depressing. Here is one version:
In Scarlet Town, Where I was born
There was a fair maid dwellin'
Made every youth cry "Well-a-day"
For the love of Barbara Allen
'Twas in the merry month of May
When green buds were a swellin'
Sweet William came from the west country
And fell in love with Barbara Allen.
He courted her for seven long years
'Til his heart in him was failin'
And begged his love to marry him
But "No" said Barbara Allen.
Then on a somber autumn day
When all the leaves were fallin'
Sweet William on his deathbed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen.
He sent his servant to the town,
To the place where she was dwellin',
Sayin' "You must come to my master dear,
If your name be Barbara Allen."
"For death is printed on his face,
And o'er his heart is stealin'
Then haste away to comfort him
Oh lovely Barbara Allen."
So slowly, slowly she came up
And slowly she drew nigh him
And the only words to him did say
Were "Young man I think you're dyin'"
"Oh yes, I'm sick and very low
And death is o'er me dwellin',
But better, no better, I ever shall be
If I can't have Barbara Allen."
"You may be sick and very low,
And death be o'er you dwellin,
But better, no better you ever will be
For you can't have Barbara Allen...
Don't you remember in yonder town,
In yonder town a-drinking?
You gave a toast to the ladies round,
But you slighted Barbara Allen."
"Oh yes, I remember in yonder town
When we were in the tavern,
I gave a toast to the ladies 'round,
But gave my heart to Barbara Allen."
"If on your deathbed you do lie,
What needs the tale you're tellin'?
I cannot save you from your death.
Farewell," said Barbara Allen.
He turned his pale face to the wall,
As death was drawing nigh him.
"Adieu, adieu, to my friends all.
Be kind to Barbara Allen."
As she went walking through the fields,
She heard the birds a-singin',
And as they sang, they seemed to say:
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen!"
As she walked further through the fields
She heard the death-bells ringing,
And every note to her did say:
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen!"
Her eyes looked east, her eyes looked west
She spied the corpse a-comin
"Lay down, lay down the corpse!" she said,
"That I may look upon him."
And as she looked upon his face,
She bursted out a-crying,
"Oh pick me up, and take me home,
For now I am a-dyin'."
"Oh mother, Oh mother, go make my bed,
Make it both long and narrow
Sweet William died for me today
And I shall die tomorrow."
"Oh father, oh father, go dig my grave
Dig it both long and narrow,
Sweet William died of love for me
And I shall die of sorrow."
"Hard-hearted creature, him to slight,
Who hath loved me so dearly -
Oh, that I'd been more kind to him
When he was live and near me.
She on her deathbed as she lay
Begged to be buried by him
And sore repented of the day
That she did e'er deny him.
Barbara Allen was buried in the old churchyard
And William they buried nigh her
Out of William's heart, there grew a rose
Out of Barbara Allen's, a briar.
They grew and grew up the old church wall
'Til they could grow no higher,
And there they formed a true love's knot -
The rose wrapp'd round the briar.
Here's a version by Dolly Parton.
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Heard and saw this video for the first time over the weekend. Its devastating. By the group Spiritbox where lead singer Courtney LaPlante often scream sings. Her grandma always wished she would sing songs nicely without the scary screaming. Her grandma died last year and Courtney couldn't see her before she passed or attend the funeral due to travel restrictions. The director of the video meanwhile is losing his grandmother, named Constance, to dementia / Alzheimers. Spiritbox already had the music for the song written so the director and Courtney made the lyrics as a tribute to both grandmas and watching a loved one slip away and the video is all about this as well. Its the directors actual grandmother in the pictures seen in the video. And for her grandmother Courtney doesn't scream at all in the video and uses clean vocals throughout.
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Every day is a gift, not a given right.
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This lady actually released a new album last year. Good to see she is still working.
"How does the Green Goblin have anything to do with Herpes?" - The Dying Detective
Hillary was right!
Still singing the blues, 47 years later:
"How does the Green Goblin have anything to do with Herpes?" - The Dying Detective
Hillary was right!