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Bobby Blue Bland's Stormy Monday Blues followed by Bernstein conducting Beethoven's 6th--the Pastoral. Bernstein's version is a mess technically, but it's so sublimely beautiful, it make me feel insignificant and privileged to bask in such glory--If I were religious, I'd almost want to worship god for such beauty. Following after one of the most emotionally devastating, soul shattering blues songs, it's almost an epiphany.

Pass me a tissue.
 
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"Money Changes Everything"--the original by The Brains and a later live Tom Grey (sp?) version.

Also, a bunch of versions of "It's a Mans World" and "I Can't Make You Love Me."
 
Was on my way out to mow the lawn this evening but stopped to hear "Shangri La" by the Kinks off of "Arthur" which was in the CD player. Perhaps listening to the Davies brothers vocal capabilities is an acquired taste but the drumming on this particular song is quite tasty when played on a good system and the irony of materialism in Great Britain of the late 1960s is delivered in typical Kinks pithy style. Their album "Arthur" is still worthwhile.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08aNFX1Rx8I

Now that you've found your paradise
This is your kingdom to command
You can go outside and polish your car
Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-la

Here's your reward for working so hard
Gone on the lavatories in the back yard
Gone all the days when you dreamed of that car
You just want to sit in your shangri-la

Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher
You're in your place and you know where you are
In your Shangri-la
Sit back in your old rocking chair
You need not worry, you need not care
You can't go anywhere
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la

The little man who gets the train
Has got a mortgage hanging over his head
But he's too scared to complain
'Cause he's conditioned that way
Time goes by and he pays off his debts
Got a T.V set and a radio
For seven Shillings a week
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la

All the houses on the street have got a name
'Cause all the houses in the street they look the same
Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes
The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know
They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go
They tell your business in another Shangri-la
The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car
Too scared to think about how insecure you are
Life ain't so happy in your little Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la la la la la la la la la

Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher
You're in your place and you know where you are
In your Shangri-la
Sit back in your old rocking chair
You need not worry, you need not care
You can't go anywhere
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
 
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