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#folk singing
vyvilha · 7 months
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a folk song from chapayevka village, chornobyl region
this type of song is called голосіння (holosinnya — "keening"), and they are usually sang by women over the dead body during the period between death and funeral. in this song, the woman is mourning both her dead son, and the land that they were forced to leave due to the chornobyl disaster.
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We went there
The houses are overgrown
Can't see anything over the weeds
Oh my God
Thirty years had passed
Now I can't even recognize
Neither my house, nor my village
Oh my God, oh my God
Oh my son, my nightingale
My son, my little dove
How far they brought us
And I will never come to you again
And will never see you again
Oh, my land, my golden one
My land, my dear one
Oh, how far they brought us
That I can't come to you
Our roads, our paths are overgrown
And our houses, and everything
I can't even recognize
Not the village, nor any of our backyards
We got lost, can't even find our houses
Oh my God, oh my God
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temperanceofsleep · 1 year
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🕯️✝️🕯️
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counteenworms · 3 months
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sounddetritus · 11 months
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It's been a year since I started this sound blog, and Chippenham Folk Festival 2022 was one of the first things I posted. Here's a couple of recordings from Chippenham Folk Festival 2023. It was too windy to get a decent recording of the parade this year, so I went for something different; some harmony singing in Monkton Park and later a snippet of the Irish Music Jam that happens every year up at The Old Road pub. The Irish music jam isn't a gig, the musicians drop in and out - showing each other jigs and reels, and it takes place at the same table in one of the small bar rooms of the pub. The Old Road has a large beer garden and on a warm bank holiday that's where most of the patrons are. Recorded blind on the Zoom iQ6 plugged into my phone (no monitoring)
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disappointingcabbage · 3 months
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Fellas, is it gay to live inside another man forever with Satan himself by my side?
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let's feel what is exactly a 山歌shan'ge (mountain songs) without explain
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WHO was going to tell me that the Ballad of Lucy Gray Baird is set to the tune of Streets of Laredo/The Unfortunate Rake??!?!!? And it’s WRITTEN LIKE THAT IN THE BOOK?!?!???!
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Like the fact that it’s supposed to be her lamenting her own impending death?? And she chose the most famous folk song about someone lamenting their impending death??? Hello?!??
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murderballadeer · 2 years
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i love you banjo i love you mandolin i love you 12-string guitar i love you appalachian dulcimer i love you autoharp i love you fiddle
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tariah23 · 3 months
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aisjsjjensnJAJAJ
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xthecaptainssaviorx · 6 months
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You can't take my past. You can't take my history. You could take my pa, but his name's a mystery. Nothing you can take from me was ever worth keeping.
The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (2023)
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haveyouheardthisband · 6 months
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brightworm · 6 months
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"So I feel, inside me– my heart beating"🌹
(available as a print in my shop, with the rest of my OFMD art!)
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agir1ukn0w · 5 months
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Y'ALL I MIGHT NOT ACTUALLY BE THAT CRAZY👀🎸
(see my last post for context)
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crystalmagpie447 · 3 months
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KARAOKE NIGHT RAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
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aiscapades · 3 months
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also i have seen way too many people use incorrect pronouns for mhin. it is so clear that they use they/them.
use they/them.
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thetrinitytest · 2 months
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huge shoutout to Big Finish and GDL for tearing my heart out through my throat and wringing it out like a towel
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