#paolo fresu

[bttrflyblu]

Stelutis Alpinis Official Video

[garadinervi]

Patrizia Vicinelli, E capita [«Bab Ilu», No. 2, 1962, Rivista del Gruppo "A" di Bologna], in Non sempre ricordano. Poesia Prosa Performance, [ch. Poesie disperse], Edited by Cecilia Bello Minchiacchi, Essays by Cecilia Bello Minchiacchi and Niva Lorenzini, Multimedia anthology Edited by Daniela Rossi in collaboration with Paolo Fresu, «fuoriformato» 21, Le Lettere, Firenze, 2009, p. 301

[alesario]

Paolo Fresu

photo Roberto Cifarelli

[musicwithoutborders]

Lars Danielsson · Paolo Fresu, Autumn Leaves I Summerwind, 2018

[thenixkat]

M1 dead prez & Bonnot - Real Revolutionaries ft. General Levy and Paolo Frescu

Lyrics:

[Intro: Bob Marley] ...overcome our little trouble

Brother you're right, you're right You're right, you're right, you're, so right! We gon' fight (we gon' fight), we'll have to fight (we gon' fight) We gonna fight (we gon' fight)

[Verse 1: M1] Soon we'll find out who is, the real revolutionary

Bob hit the nail When he fell on his deathbed The streets ran red With blood, sweat and tears It was too many years for liberation Colonization enslaved a whole nation Cecil stole that called it Rhodesia Too many white folks catchin' amnesia How convenient! History is not an agreement I guess It's based on how you see it Nas was wrong, Mugabe was right! We gotta fight! Izwe Lethu i Afrika! Afrika's our Land The future is in our hands So here's a list of demands Reparations for what they stole The People, the Land, the Diamonds, the Gold Stop the bombing us Neo-coons Uncle Tom-ing us Sellin us your empty promises Your Economist Propagandizing what time it is Fuck that digital shit Back up off our nuts a lil' bit And let's take it back to the Futuristic I'll testify as a material witness These muthafuckas is too sadistic If you got some melanin You can get with this X - that, if you, hear this That's the bizness!! [General Levy] (the site didn’t have this man’s verses and I’mma do my best, some help would be appreciated)

Africa the rights will land up with our forefathah  with school and we about to be antifa rebah they empty our land to take our silvah they take the revolution but not the cultchah you think a little thing a black mon u’ll fight fair we wan back the da land of our forefathah Christopher Columbus was a rapscallion to be quite precise he was a freaking robber

[Verse 2: M1] Kwame Nkruma, Sekou Toure Thomas Sankara The leaders of tomorrow The future Garveys The future Lumumba The future Bikos The future Heros Let's celebrate a free Zimbabwe We doin it our way A national holiday No more Imperialism, not today Fuck the I.M.F., Fuck the World Bank United States of Afrika Not AFRICOM Do you think I'm dumb I know where I'm from The Continent I ain't claimin' no blocks You got me bent I meant what I said And said what I meant Obama ani't my President That's just white power In a black face This is about Liberation... not race!

[General Levy]  (the site didn’t have this man’s verses and I’mma do my best, some help would be appreciated)

M1 what I say The sands of Aragones the violence in the weir you know the spot to look for the message will be clear let’s read between the lines and pick the sense from nonsense  don't be fooled by the lies politics propetense they think they can keep us blinded lies about the truth stop collaborating they divide us into groups racialism projectism sexism to name a few unity issues we should defy as a rule Bonnot

[M1] (rest of the song not on the lyrics site either doing my best)

Put your hands up let me see you stand up Put your hands up let me see you stand up Put your hands up let me see you stand up Put your hands up let me see you stand up Put your hands up let me see you stand up Put your hands up let me see you stand up Put your hands up let me see you stand up Put your hands up let me see you stand up

[General Levy]

Oh if we just demand and make moves so illegal They’ll kill the innocent or buy the island with diesel  They wicked and deceitful and have the gall acting regal People is inevitable wait till you see we will be free Ghetto you is free ghetto you is free From the mental slavery Killing your youth we wanna to be free Free free free Fight for your rights and your liberty

[monikilla70]

Guarda "Paola Turci (Feat Paolo Fresu) - Dio come ti amo" su YouTube

Dio come ti amo...è la pura semplice, eterna verità.

[simplypaola]

I ricordi hanno bisogno di molto tempo per sparire.

Ma gli basta un nulla per riaffiorare.

Una voce, un suono, un’immagine, un profumo...

Giorgio Faletti

Buongiorno...

[mtransmission3]

Paolo Fresu Quintet - When sunny gets blue

Magic from Radio Swiss Jazz

[oublietonorgueil]

O Que Sera / Besame Mucho (feat. Danilo Rea)

[sandboy]

think.

#UriCaine è a tre quarti di spalle rispetto al pubblico, le mani sul #piano... all’inizio anche #PaoloFresu sarà seduto, piegato fino a quasi toccare le assi del palcoscenico con la sua #tromba... #jazz #musica

«Ho conosciuto Uri Caine oltre vent’anni fa in occasione del festival che organizzo ogni anno nella mia Sardegna. Lo invitai con il suo trio e nacque subito un’alchimia musicale e umana straordinaria. Abbiamo continuato a suonare insieme senza dirci mai troppo e la musica è scaturita in maniera naturale. Evidentemente quella sensazione provata al primo incontro era giusta, per questo non abbiamo…

[garadinervi]

From: In viaggio con Patrizia (1965), (04'55''), Directed by Alberto Grifi, Music by Paolo Fresu, 2007-2009 [Included in the multimedia anthology Una poesia fragile e temeraria, 2009] [Fondazione Bonotto, Molvena (VI). © Patrizia Vicinelli, Associazione Culturale Alberto Grifi]

[diyeipetea]

Paolo Fresu Devil Quartet (Alternatilla Jazz Festival 2022. 2022-12-05) Por José Luis Luna Rocafort [INSTANTZZ]

Paolo Fresu Devil Quartet (Alternatilla Jazz Festival 2022. 2022-12-05) Por José Luis Luna Rocafort [INSTANTZZ]

Alternatilla Jazz Festival 2022 Fecha: Martes, 06 de diciembre de 2022. 20:00h. Lugar: Teatre Principal de Palma. Grupo: Paolo Fresu Devil Quartet Paolo Fresu: trompeta, fliscorno Bebo Ferra: guitarra eléctrica Paolino Dalla Porta: contrabajo Stefano Bagnoli: batería Tomajazz: © José Luis Luna Rocafort, 2022 Más información sobre Paolo Fresu Devil…

[trevlad-sounds]

Sleep Space 5

09.09.2024

Wac-Lounge-Unknown Beach 00:00 Allness, Lightwerx Collective-Slow Drift 04:46 David Cordero-Jana’s Bedtime Song 08:11 Maxime Dangles-Operate 10:54 scav-The Second VI 13:14 Shakali-Ensisäie 21:27 Michael J. York-And They Shall Have Stars 25:14 Furio Di Castri, Paolo Fresu-Brooklyn 31:04 Earthroom-Chartreuse 32:51 Asher Levitas-Above The Pale Green 38:27 Steve Roach-Reflections in Repose 41:48 Dawn Chorus and the Infallible Sea-Vale 1:10:07 Metric System 1981-Summer Stars 1:17:29 Desolate Horizons-I Became the Amber Sky 1:19:52 Wac-Lounge-Floating Plants 1:22:12 morimoto naoki-asa 1:25:57 Marco Lucchi-“I could sleep for a thousand years” (extended version) 1:27:59 Navaja Opinel-Baloons For Alba 1:32:12 Nils Frahm-Tuesdays 1:37:16 Metric System 1981-To The Moon 1:41:06 Earthroom-Easel 1:42:20 Rhucle & morimoto naoki-Wasuremizu 1:45:51 silentwave-NAZCA 1:48:57 Earthroom-Soft Counterpoint 1:53:44

[donaruz]

Paolo Fresu

Berchidda, 10 febbraio 1961

[ Il suono diventa magia solo se c’è un silenzio che lo giustifica ]

Paolo Fresu, il ragazzo sardo che dalla banda di Berchidda diventò la tromba più famosa d'Europa e imparò a suonare come tutti i venti del Mediterraneo. E ancora li sfida. E' difficile non amare Paolo Fresu. La sua integrità morale, la sua bravura, la sua disponibilità, l'estrema gentilezza rispettosa sempre di chi ha davanti, l'umiltà con cui parla dei grandi del jazz come se ancora li guardasse da distanze abissali, le sue "lezioni" ai giovani, l'umanità, ecco l'umanità della sua anima....

Atlantide

[itwasrain]

Wellen der Zeit

Die Nacht ist kalt. Ich stehe an der Reling und lausche dem sanften Lied der Dunkelheit. Das Schiff schneidet tief schwarze Wellen im blassen Mondlicht der Nacht. Der kalte Rauch der Zigarette füllt meine Brust, wie Worte eines verblassten Traums. Mein Blick versinkt in der Finsternis , während das Licht der Kabinen mich streift wie flüchtige Schatten. Ich sinke hinab auf den Grund meiner Sehnsucht, gefangen in den Schatten vergänglicher Gefühle.

von Julien Coleman