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Carry Fire

 

You probably won’t have heard this one – I only discovered it yesterday – it is off a brand new album released a couple of days ago.

It is by the legendary Led Zeppelin frontman Robert Plant who has being making great music all his life – he is now 70. If you like music of quality, depth and variety you should listen to his solo work.

“Carry Fire’ is the title track off his latest album. The song (one of longing, pain and perhaps regret) is an intoxicating mix of rock and Middle Eastern influences (which I adore). His extremely talented band – which includes fiddle player extraordinare Seth Lakeman – produce a track of considerable musical beauty and intense, restrained energy.

I am currently playing this on repeat and becoming more intoxicated by its hyponotic power on every listen.

Oh, and the video is a delight too.

(This is another of my irregular posts about songs I like that you might not know)

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‘Carry Fire’ written by © Plant, Adams, Baggot, Fuller, Smith, Tyson and performed by Robert Plant and the Sensational Shape Shifters

This post © the author writing as Romantic Dominant

 

CARRY FIRE

I sit and wait for you
Like so many others do
Just like they do for me
Well so I do for you

I’d carry fire for you
Here in my naked hands
I’d bare my heart to you
If you will understand

I was a stranger there
Inside your promised land
That turned me inside out
And turned me upside down

I’d carry fire for you
Here in my naked hands
I’d bare my heart to you
If you will understand

Just like
Just like
Just like I scarred you
Just like
Just like
Just like I scarred you

I’m reaching out for you
Across the broken gate
I feel the gathering years
Beyond these lonely wastes

I’d carry fire for you
Here in my naked hands
I’d bare my heart to you
If you will understand

Just like
Just like
Just like I scarred you
Just like
Just like
Just like I scarred you

 
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Posted by on October 15, 2017 in Music

 

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Zorbing

 

You will not have heard this one.

It is by a band called Stornoway, named after a town in the Hebrides. They were, however, from Oxford.

They were never hugely successful and I have no idea where I stumbled on this track, which was released in 2009.

There is something about it that always makes me think of Autumn, a new beginning, and a first love affair. It cheers me up if I ever sink low. I sing it loudly in the shower sometimes.

You might have to listen to it a few times to develop a taste for it. A bit like going zorbing perhaps.

The video is dreadful.

(this was another in my occasional ‘songs I like but you might not know’ blog posts)

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Zorbing written by Brian David James Briggs and performed by Stornoway

© this blog by the author writing as Romantic Dominant

 

Zorbing

Conkers shining on the ground,
The air is cooler
And I feel like I just started uni
Walking backwards to my van
You’re at your window,
And I’m tripping every time I think of

Lying in your attic
I can feel the static
The storm has broken, Heavens open

Send my body out to work
But leave my senses
In orbit over south east London
Wind the window down and pinch
Me on the shoulder
Whilst I’ll be off to dream of

Lying in your attic
I can feel the static
The storm has broken, Heavens open
So electrifying, Oh I’m nearly flying
Lost my heart between the sheets of lightening

I’ve been singing you this song,
Inside a bubble,
Been Zorbing through the streets of Cali,
We were always meant to be,
Zorbing together, And i think its high time we started

Lying in your attic
I can feel the static
The storm is breaking, windows shaking
So electrifying, Oh I’m nearly flying
Lost my heart between the sheets of lightening

Lying in your attic
I can feel the static
The storm has broken, Heavens open
So electrifying, Oh I’m nearly flying
Lost my heart between the sheets of lightening

 
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Posted by on August 30, 2017 in Music

 

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She makes my day

 

There are some songs which I just love.

This is one of them. I can’t explain it, can’t define it. I just love it. Perhaps because it is beautifully crafted with a gorgeous lyric. Perhaps because his voice is rich and wonderful. Perhaps because it catches the way one feels when utterly enchanted by someone.

I also guarantee if you listen to it three or four times you just cannot get it out of your head.

It is by the late Robert Palmer (he sadly died young in 2003), an English singer/songwriter. It is from his album Heavy Nova released in 1988. It is a reasonably good album with a couple of other stand out tracks.

Robert Palmer had wide musical tastes and was responsible for the iconic Addicted to Love song/video which Shania Twain later based her Feel Like a woman video.

Anyway. I sing this song when I am happy in a certain way.

 

By the way, this was another of my ‘songs I like but you might not know’ posts.

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Song written, produced and performed by @ Robert Palmer

© this post the author writing as Romantic Dominant

 

 
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Posted by on August 22, 2017 in Music

 

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Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye

 

As I was deciding what to post today I came upon this I wrote three years ago. I think it has had a couple of outings since. It is a favourite. It recalls a true event that happened in my past in Las Ramblas in Barcelona, a city I love and where I spent much time. Just before posting it the news came through of more awful, tragic events there. I decided to post it anyway because it feels right not to grant those who want to destroy joy and pleasure their wish.

 

Time has become liquid

There is seven of them. They have escaped work, the conference, the day. Comfortable in each other’s company. safe in the velvet night that hovers beyond the candle light, romantic at an outside table beneath the awning sky of a restaurant just off Las Ramblas. The evening is drenched in intimacy and alcohol. They are gently, sometimes noisily, submerged in a warm sea of easy acquaintance which sees them laugh, and chatter, and tell stories, and become friends.

It is getting late. It will be an early start for all of them to travel home to their various countries. Yet clocks mean nothing. They want the time to stretch and yawn, but not show its hands.

But they must go.

He starts to sing. An ancient Leonard Cohen song of leaving that he has known forever from someone else’s life. His voice is hesitant at first, but deep, rich and dark. The others are quiet. Perhaps they do not know the words, or are happy for him to touch the night with the poetry they feel. There is sorrow in the song, but gratitude for what has been shared.

Her voice joins his on the ‘many’ in the fifth line. It is pure and innocent and holy. It lilts and drifts above his own.  It harmonises and caresses and then soars and swoops. It glides and caresses, softens and lifts. It thrills the air, and him. She is an angel from a heavenly choir.

As she sings with him he watches her. Her green eyes stay on him, her brave, almost slavic features are heroic and lovely, bathed in the flickering light. A mane of thick blonde hair cascades over her shoulders as she tilts her head towards him.

They reach the close and improvise an ending which dances, then tumbles, falls, and finally soothes like a lullaby, achingly into silence.

It is a rare moment. There is a hushed, almost electric pause before the others applaud and nod appreciative heads. He smiles at her, and she smiles back.

They have become connected, combined, kindred, allied, confederate.

Bound.

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I will always remember the beauty of your voice, the magic of that moment, and the joy of our union that night.

And the memory

of ‘your hair upon the pillow, like a sleepy golden storm’.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Paul Cheng

This song always reminds me of that night. I hope you enjoy it again – despite today’s horror. And also this early recording of the song itself.

 

 
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Posted by on August 17, 2017 in Lovers Past, Music, Still Life

 

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Call me when you’re sober

Call me when you’re sober.

How many times have you wanted to say that to someone?

This is one of my ‘songs I like, but you might not have heard’.

I could have chosen any Evanescence track. I have enjoyed them since their first album ‘Fallen’ in 2003, though they were formed as far back as 1995. Delightfully gothic, and led by Amy Lee’s powerful and emotional vocals and piano they are one of my bands of choice when all I want to do is put on headphones, turn up the volume, and feel dark.

They are not all driving guitars and pounding rhythm. Tracks like Good Enough are haunting and beautiful.

I have chosen ‘Call me when you’re sober’ (from the album The Open Door) because the sentiment might resonate with some readers. And partly because it is one of their more accessible songs. They are not to everyone’s taste, but I hope you enjoy.

Oh, and play it loud.

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Song written © by Amy Lee and Terry Balsamo, and performed by Evanescence

This post © the author writing as Romantic Dominant

 
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Posted by on August 5, 2017 in Music

 

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There’s no leaving now

 

Another of my ‘songs I like but you might not know’ posts.

And actually I know nothing about the artist, apparently Kristian Matsson, who performs as The Tallest Man on Earth. I have never listened to any of his other work. I do not even know how I first heard this song.

All I do know is that is became a soundtrack, briefly but painfully, to my circumstances at the time. And it touches me deeply whenever it comes up in a playlist on one of my rare “I’m going to drink wine and feel sad’ days.

For anyone interested, it was released on an album with the same name in 2012.

No official video I’m afraid.

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Song written and performed by © Kristian Matsson (Tallest Man on Earth)

© this post the author writing as Romantic Dominant

“There’s No Leaving Now”

When there’s no one here in the tryouts
who will live through your first day’s trial
of confusion when your faint and crooked smile
had to leave

And when you’re painted like a warrior
though you know it’s a raining war
when the first who spoke, but wasn’t really sure
was your heart

Your fear of the leading light
if they are with you and your heart won’t fail
To see through a fearless eye
and know that danger finally goes away
still you’re trying
but there’s no leaving now

And with your quiet damn devotion
to be lost like your child again
claim “forever” is a close and honest friend
to your ways

Will there be time to harvest rivers
that for so long refused to grow?
All the little things you need to build a home
for your love

Your fear of the leading light
if they are with you and your heart won’t fail
To see through a fearless eye
and know that danger finally goes away
still you’re trying
but there’s no leaving now.

Your fear of the leading light
if they are with you and your heart won’t fail
To see through a fearless eye
and know that danger finally goes away
still you’re trying
but there’s no leaving now.

 
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Posted by on July 7, 2017 in Music

 

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Man of the World

 

Many of my ‘songs I like but you might not have heard’ posts are from fairly recent times.

This one is different. It goes all the way back to 1969. It is Fleetwood Mac in one of its early line ups, long before the ‘Rumours’ Buckingham and Nicks days.

When I came across it for the first time at some point much later, it was like an electric shock. It seemed to have been written about me.

Some days acutely so.

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Song written © Peter Green and performed by Fleetwood Mac

This post © the author writing as Romantic Dominant

 

“Man Of The World”

Shall I tell you about my life
They say I’m a man of the world
I’ve flown across every tide
And I’ve seen lots of pretty girlsI guess I’ve got everything I need
I wouldn’t ask for more
And there’s no one I’d rather be
But I just wish that I’d never been born

And I need a good woman
To make me feel like a good man should
I don’t say I’m a good man
Oh, but I would be if I could

I could tell you about my life
And keep you amused I’m sure
About all the times I’ve cried
And how I don’t want to be sad anymore
And how I wish I was in love

 
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Posted by on June 16, 2017 in Music, Still Life

 

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