Listening to Now (In Surround) - Volume 2

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So I read this blog, and I was all "this sounds interesting."
And then I saw this review, and I was all, "well, damn! maybe I should get this!"
But when I read this review, I said, "da phuque you waiting on?!?"

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Iceland Symphony Orchestra Recurrence

shh . . . peaceful
. . . and powerful
 
So I read this blog, and I was all "this sounds interesting."
And then I saw this review, and I was all, "well, damn! maybe I should get this!"
But when I read this review, I said, "da phuque you waiting on?!?"

View attachment 43793 Iceland Symphony Orchestra Recurrence

shh . . . peaceful
. . . and powerful

Clement, I had ordered this disc from one of Amazon's third party vendors and never received it. I guess I'll have to try, TRY again! Thanks for the 'Nudge!' But I did get a refund from Amazon!

Edit: JUST ordered from Deep Discount........Am in an Icelandic mood! BTW, for ATMOS geeks: contains an 11:1 ATMOS remix!!!!!!
 
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Sunday morning brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning and I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago
. . .

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Rickie Lee Jones The Sermon On Exposition Boulevard

Okay, no real connection between the V.U. song and this release, but I do LOVE them both. Actually, I could make some connections now that I think on it, but I'd rather just let Rickie wash over me. Preach on, sister

. . .
She hears, upon that water without sound,
A voice that cries, “The tomb in Palestine
Is not the porch of spirits lingering.
It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay.”
We live in an old chaos of the sun,
Or old dependency of day and night,
Or island solitude, unsponsored, free,
Of that wide water, inescapable.
Deer walk upon our mountains, and the quail
Whistle about us their spontaneous cries;
Sweet berries ripen in the wilderness;
And, in the isolation of the sky,
At evening, casual flocks of pigeons make
Ambiguous undulations as they sink,
Downward to darkness, on extended wings.
 
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Sunday morning brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close behind
Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all
Sunday morning and I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago
. . .

View attachment 43798 Rickie Lee Jones The Sermon On Exposition Boulevard

Okay, no real connection between the V.U. song and this release, but I do LOVE them both. Actually, I could make some connections now that I think on it, but I'd rather just let Rickie wash over me. Preach on, sister

. . .
She hears, upon that water without sound,
A voice that cries, “The tomb in Palestine
Is not the porch of spirits lingering.
It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay.”
We live in an old chaos of the sun,
Or old dependency of day and night,
Or island solitude, unsponsored, free,
Of that wide water, inescapable.
Deer walk upon our mountains, and the quail
Whistle about us their spontaneous cries;
Sweet berries ripen in the wilderness;
And, in the isolation of the sky,
At evening, casual flocks of pigeons make
Ambiguous undulations as they sink,
Downward to darkness, on extended wings.
How's the mix on that one Clement?
 
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