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5 Ιαν 2023

Mandinka

Συντάκτης: Κων/νος Βούλγαρης | Κάτω από: Χωρίς κατηγορία

“Mandinka” was released as a single on 1 December 1987.   In an April 1988 interview with The Tech, Sinéad O’Connor said: “Mandinkas are an African tribe. They’re mentioned in a book called Roots by Alex Haley, which is what the song is about. In order to understand it you must read the book.” In fact, the Mandinka or Malinke are a West African ethnic group primarily found in… (συνέχεια…)

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1 Ιαν 2023

Come On Eileen

Συντάκτης: Κων/νος Βούλγαρης | Κάτω από: Χωρίς κατηγορία

  Johnnie Ray (1927-1990) was an American singer, songwriter, and pianist. Highly popular for most of the 1950s, Ray has been cited by critics as a major precursor to what became rock and roll, for his jazz and blues-influenced music, and his animated stage personality. Poor old Johnnie Ray Sounded sad upon the radio Moved a million hearts in… (συνέχεια…)

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3 Δεκ 2022

MacArthur Park

Συντάκτης: Κων/νος Βούλγαρης | Κάτω από: Χωρίς κατηγορία

MacArthur Park (originally Westlake Park) is a park dating back to the late 19th century in the Westlake neighbourhood of Los Angeles. In the early 1940s, it was renamed after General Douglas MacArthur. The song was written by American singer-songwriter Jimmy Webb—when he was 21 years old!—and first recorded by Irish actor and singer Richard… (συνέχεια…)

23 Φεβ 2022

Seamus Heaney

Συντάκτης: Κων/νος Βούλγαρης | Κάτω από: Χωρίς κατηγορία

Seamus Heaney (1939-2013) was a poet born in Tamniaran, near Castledawson, Northern Ireland. He was Catholic. He received the 1995 Nobel Prize in Literature. He moved to the Republic of Ireland and objected strongly to being included as a “British poet”: Be advised! My passport’s green. No glass of ours was ever raised To toast… (συνέχεια…)

16 Δεκ 2021

William Butler Yeats

Συντάκτης: Κων/νος Βούλγαρης | Κάτω από: Χωρίς κατηγορία

When You Are Old When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love… (συνέχεια…)