Website Register Login ... More on Nomi November 28th, 2007 An unforgettable performance by the late Klaus Nomi. Notes by and thanks to Brad for bringing this to my attention. What power art thou, who from below
Hast made me rise unwillingly and slow
From beds of everlasting snow
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold,
I ( can scarcely move or draw my breath )2)
Let me, let me freeze again to death.3) The Lyrics to this old aria are strangely prophetic. Watching it now, knowing what a difficult time Klaus was having, just adds to its intensity and sadness
Posted in The new radio Brad Wood Says:
November 29th, 2007 at 7:32 pm ). Anyone (sent to me years ago by Mike Michalski, iirc): Oh My Tears Think of the white, grey and azure sky
Built upon the green, green velvet
And remember all the children chasing leaves. Then stop the stars
White, silver, golden stars Before they walk the children to the Earth And end all the azure of life Only to cry O my tears Never to see sky As I must die before my tears are half-shed And my life half-lived O my tears (second poem) Epitaph (carved in ice at the North Pole) In this black hour of frost and ice I wait for her in robes of sun and snow Love her wings, and all the brilliant stars | |
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