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Post by Rabbit on Apr 25, 2015 21:26:02 GMT
That was a creepy one ....
The Nick Cave video is quite disturbing. I haven't seen that for some time. Nick Cave did an amazing soundtrack for the film Jesse James. Very moody.
There are quite a lot of folksongs about hanging. One that comes to mind is the one by the Stawbs called the Hangman. Terrible (true) story of how a guy has to hang his own brother and ends with 'forgive me Lord, we hang him in your name'.
Another cracking story based on a real event is Babbacombe Lee by Fairport Convention. The trap refused to go and after three attempts, the law said that they had to go free. Lee may not have committed the murder either.
Terrible stories.
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Post by gommer on Apr 27, 2015 10:11:07 GMT
Not strictly murder, but more disturbingly a murdering society: 'Strange fruit' immediately comes to mind. Most moving performances performed by the impressive Billy Holiday.
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Post by Crispy on Apr 27, 2015 10:48:04 GMT
Jeff I thought I was the only one on this forum who likes the violent femmes Not murder but still another one of their sick songs, but i like it
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Post by Rabbit on Apr 27, 2015 15:58:37 GMT
I really liked the Strawbs a lot way back and the words to this one tell a very sad story about 'death' ....
I love the keyboard playing in this and the abrupt end which obviously signifies the dropping of the trap door.
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Post by Rabbit on Apr 27, 2015 16:14:45 GMT
Not murder but the death of Eric's poor son who went out of a window in a high rise building, thanks to a cleaner who left a window open. Very sad. I don't know how he could sing it after that.
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Post by Rabbit on Apr 27, 2015 16:32:46 GMT
Matty Groves was a silly man who paid with his life ...
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Post by drumdrym on Apr 27, 2015 23:33:24 GMT
Camille Saint-Saëns - Danse Macabre
Death in a cadence, Striking with his heel a tomb, Death at midnight plays a dance-tune, Zig, zig, zig, on his violin. The winter wind blows and the night is dark; Moans are heard in the linden trees. Through the gloom, white skeletons pass, Running and leaping in their shrouds. Zig, zig, zig, each one is frisking, The bones of the dancers are heard to crack— But hist! of a sudden they quit the round, They push forward, they fly; the cock has crowed.
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Post by hifidez on Apr 28, 2015 9:01:51 GMT
Not murder but the death of Eric's poor son who went out of a window in a high rise building, thanks to a cleaner who left a window open. Very sad. I don't know how he could sing it after that. Just for fun I do a bit of recording at home; just my voice and a backing track. I recorded this Clapton song. I'm not a religious person (so don't believe in heaven) but the lyrics are moving nevertheless. Had to do a few takes as my voice kept breaking up. A few tears too. As I get older I am more easily moved to tears. Derek
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Post by Rabbit on Apr 28, 2015 10:27:04 GMT
Ya big softie!!
I can't sing it at all. Also 'Another Day In Paradise'. I had to play that for my sister's son who died at the age of four in a car crash. I used to si g it to him as a toddler, so I did it at his funeral. Bloody awful.
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Post by ronzo56 on Apr 29, 2015 13:02:11 GMT
I grew up in and live about as far into the Western U.S. as one can. If I drive 150 Km I am in the Pacific Ocean. I live less than an hours drive from a town whose nickname is "Hangtown". It's very near where gold was discovered in 1849. My grandfather grew up as a boy when it was still "The West". We have so many hanging songs I can't pick one. Also shooting songs, usually a cheating spouse or the man she was cheating with. In fact my great grandfather met his end that way. Or cheating at cards. Of course horse stealing could get you hung without a trial. Then we have all the hanging songs sung from the perspective of the condemned prisoner about to be taken to the gallows. Some are even written with dark humor. Grandfather always said it really was kind of wild. Even today when someone has done sometime really stupid someone else will sometimes yell out "get a rope". The whole frontier justice is still ingrained in the culture to some small degree.
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Post by Rabbit on Apr 29, 2015 14:24:04 GMT
My grandfather grew up as a boy when it was still "The West". We have so many hanging songs I can't pick one. Also shooting songs, usually a cheating spouse or the man she was cheating with. In fact my great grandfather met his end that way. Or cheating at cards. Wow. We forget how close those times were really. I love the old photos of the cowboys from the late 1800s. Quite a weird time in America. Once you rip away the gloss of the American Cowboy Films and see the teal thing via old photos, you see how life was pretty difficult in those days. Also the forming of laws in such a huge country where in some areas, there was no law. As a kid, I collected Confederate money, bullets, guns .... Anything I could get my hands on from the 'Wild West'. It fascinated me as a kid.
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Post by ronzo56 on Apr 30, 2015 0:01:01 GMT
Ian,
I have traveled to parts of the Southwest here. In some places you feel like you are dressed in costume as many of the people you meet are real cowboys, still dressed in similar Western attire.
Yes my grandfather told me many stories of how tough life could be back then. No modern medicine, high infant mortality, no vaccines etc. He once told me that people had large families back then because you didn't know how many would make it out of childhood alive. It happened to him. One of my uncles died of diphtheria when he was 16. And his twin barely made it. He told me of a family that lived down the street from them. Lost all 7 children within two weeks. They just boarded up the house and moved. No one who go near the house for years. It was finally torn down. Hard sometimes to realize when my grandfather was born there were no cars, radio, electric lighting, refrigeration, airplanes etc. When I was 13 and he was in his eighties we watched Neil Armstrong walk on the moon! On a color TV.
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