Consider Errollyn Wallen, the Belize-born composer, singer and pianist whose pieces defy classification – with serious lyrics, harmonic freedom beyond Debussy and music so eventful as to be miniature tone poems, with titles such as Are You Worried about the Rising Cost of Funerals? (1994). Profound statements of love, death and nature … the absolute magic of song … even if written by some chap who died 200 years ago,’ says pianist Joseph Middleton, one of the busiest song accompanists and Director of Leeds Lieder, whose festival this June has 36 events (twice that of last year) in a ‘who’s who’ line-up including soprano Véronique Gens, mezzo Dame Sarah Connolly and tenor Mark Padmore but also talent that breaks from tradition. ‘It does things that other art forms can’t do. No barriers between artists and audience. Yet art song maintains its identity – as pianistic as it is vocal, as literary as it is musical, with all elements fusing into a place where audiences better know the artists, the art and even themselves.
This highly specific medium morphs every which way, with new outspoken repertoire, an influx of vocal talent from the early-music community and liberated performance manner. Requiring only a fraction of opera-performance machinery, vocal recitals aren’t simply star singers working solo. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).More than ever, vocal recitals arrive with a mission: dispelling pandemic isolation, endorsing social justice and, as ever, fostering reappreciation and rediscovery of great music touched by the voice. Raye - You Don't Know Me Album Lyrics1.You Don't Know Me2.You Don't Know Me - Radio EditJax Jones feat. I get what I want, what I want, what I want, want I could be what you want, what you want, what you want, want 'Cause money look better when I see it all stacked up
If you can't keep up, then you better fall back Please step back, it's my style you're crampin'ĭo you wanna drink? No, thanks for askin'ĭon't act like you know me, like you know me Well please hold your tongue, oh, don't say a damn thing Hmm, saw me dressed up in the finest things Step back with your chit-chat, killin' my vibe
See me out with my girls, I'ma have a good time Oh yeah, time is money so don't fuck with mine
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