• kathryn williams'ın bu sene piyasaya cıkan simdilik son albumu. ozellikle; soul to feet ve little black numbers'la yumusacık sesine alıstıgımız williams'ın bu albumunu ilk dinledigimde verdigi duygu sozcugunu bulamadim gittim sozluge baktim, supriz yaziyor. insan bi albumu dinlemeye in a broken dream'le baslar mi hic, ne oluyor diye albumun diger sarkilarina baktiginda hallelujah'i az ilerde candy says'i bugulu gozlerle zar zor gormeye calistigi diger sarkilar arasında i started a joke ya da all apologies'i bulur mu. yani diyecegim odur ki bu albumde williams sevdigi sarkilari seslendirmis. nirvana, bee gees, leonard cohen, jackson brown veya ivor cutler parcalarini bulabileceginiz album, biraz yalnız kalıp kafayı dagıtayım veya toplayalım bu arada da dagılmıs cd'leri yerlerine yerlestiririm baksana toz icindeler tozlarını alırım gunleri icin siddetle tavsiye edilir. diger ruh hallerinde dinlendiginde ne oluyor bilemem, daha test etmedim ama edip soylerim. cunku belli ki daha uzun sure player'ın icinden cikmiycak.
  • kral bir jackson c. frank şarkısı.

    why don't you cry for me, baby
    help me make it through
    why don't you see me lately
    ı'm sad that ı'm true
    ı looked up the page in your portrait, it was mine
    knew it was the only one of its kind
    ı pulled out my money on the run
    did not mean to hurt anyone
    but ı got to sing it, baby and ı tell it for fun
    might as well defend the whole body
    ı'm in love with someone

    several years of rubies and pearls are at her breast
    she's a demon, she's a demon, she's a demon lover
    just like all the rest
    or else she's filling out her wings
    ın the many shades of contentment she brings
    ı got to hide it, baby, because of you
    and ı hope that you're proud now, honey, it's all ı can do
    ı lit the darkness, darling, come and build up my mind
    and ı can see the likeness, baby, your painter had to find

    ıs it any mystery how we come to fall
    ın and out of love, when sympathy's so small?
    and ı’m never meaning for some tears to come
    still you leave your silken things all undone

    why don't you call me ‘sugar’ like you used to do
    ı know that your kisses are just pure poison
    but ı'm a-counting on you
    and ı know that your head’s half crazy
    and you’re wall-crawling, too
    let’s make some oopsy daisies
    ı'm a-counting on you
    well, ı’m a-counting on you
    well you know ı’m counting on you
    ı’m a-counting on you
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