Still Music Love, Death and the Beauty in Between
Steve Rabone
Love ‘Love had heard that an immortal language never could die: that although silent, it still slept somewhere amongst the owers… lost ever since the day when Eve went weeping from beneath the angel-guarded gates of Eden.’
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Thomas Miller, The Poetic Language of Flowers, 1847
All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages William Shakespeare
Act I. The Infant Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms
There is nothing more to hide, seeing life through closed eyes
A Young Understanding
This love is lifting, the blood is lifting you
Snowblind
Have you heard a better song? I hope not
Real Love Song
Act II. The School Boy Creeping like snail, unwillingly to school
This is not the love you’ve had before, this is something else
Life On Earth
In my kingdom of lust, I wait on and on
Valentine
Limb by limb and tooth by tooth tearing up inside of me
Bullet Proof… I Wish I Was
Act III. The Lover Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Always there, it’s standing proudly
Love Is A Wonderful Colour
He brings the devil out of her and puts a smile across her face
Mr & Mrs Smith
Love was passion and there were no crimes
Streets Of Amsterdam
Act IV. The Soldier Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel
I hate the world more than I hate myself
Hold Me Like A Heaven
This heart of mine would rather die
Oh! Vanity
Try to let go of the truth, the battles of your youth
A Beautiful Lie
Act V. The Justice With eyes severe and beard of formal cut
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The seed is split, the bed de led
Love Comes Tumbling
The life blood coursing through my veins
Strength
Who wants love that makes sense anyway?
Wild Heart
Act VI. The Pantaloon His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide
I wish that you were here down amongst the dust
Rust
My God what have we done to you?
Precious
You know I’m such a fool for you
Linger
Act VII. The Second Childishness Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything
Lay me down on your bed of petals
Love Me To Death
And is sorrow to remind us that life is a moment in time
And It Breaks Me Again
That’s why everything’s got to be love or death
Death
Death ‘Yes, Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head and listen to the silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow.
To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. You can help me. You can open for me the portraits of Death’s house, for Love is always with you, and Love is stronger than Death is.’
Oscar Wilde, The Canterville Ghost, 1887
Discography In Order Of Appearance
A Young Understanding
Sundara Karm
Snowblind
Sued
Real Love Song
Nothing But Thieve
Love Is A Wonderful Colour
Icicle Work
Mr & Mrs Smith
Stereophonic
Streets of Amsterdam
Richard Ashcrof
Life On Earth
Snow Patro
Valentine
Coyle Girell
Hold Me Like A Heaven
Manic Street Preacher
Gary Numa
Death
White Lies
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And It Breaks Me Again
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The Missio
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Love Me To Death
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The Cranberrie
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Linger
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Depeche Mod
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Precious
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Echo & The Bunnyme
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Rust
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Mumford & Son
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Wild Heart
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The Alar
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Strength
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U
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Love Comes Tumbling
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Thirty Seconds To Mar
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A Beautiful Lie
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The Charlatan
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Oh! Vanity