quindi amanda nel giro di due settimane ha registrato un EP di cover di bowie, tutto con un quartetto d'archi, insieme ad altra gente. streaming qui dall'articolo --> Listen to Amanda Palmer and Jherek Bischoff's David Bowie Covers EP, Featuring Neil Gaiman, John Cameron Mitchell, Anna Calvi "Part of the proceeds will go to cancer research" http://pitchfork.com/news/63321-listen-to-amanda-palmer-and-j...
We found out he'd died - by text from Neil's daughter - at 3 a.m. in Santa Fe. We were visiting family, to introduce them to the newborn lying in bed beside us. A tiny fleshy reminder that Bowie, like our other friends, mentors and heroes who've been consumed by cancer in the past few months, was just...passing through. The baby is Ash. Dust to dust. Funk to Funky. Music is the binding agent of our mundane lives. It cements the moments in which we wash the dishes, type the resumes, go to the funerals, have the babies. The stronger the agent, the tougher the memory, and Bowie was NASA-grade epoxy to a sprawling span of freaked-out kids over three generations. He bonded us to our weird selves. We can be us. He said. Just for one day. The next day I was on the phone to Jherek, discussing another project (and I was feeling a bit trapped in the non-productive new-mother cave, so we joked that we should do a flash Bowie tribute. And suddenly, we weren't joking. I had funding from my 7,000 fans on Patreon to "make stuff." What better "stuff"? We started that night, giving ourselves a deadline of two weeks to release it as a surprise. I emailed a bunch of visual artist friends that night. It didn't hit me until a week later, in the studio, why this was such a fitting project. We were immersing ourselves in Bowieland, living in the songs, super-glueing up some fresh wounds. Not just "knowing" the songs, but feeling the physical chords under our sad fingers, excavating the deeper architecture of the songwriting (especially with a tune as bizarre as "Blackstar," which we realized was constructed like a sonic Russian nesting doll). Jherek worked like a madman: one day arranging each song, recording the strings in under four hours, and mixing in antoher two. He says recording the strings quartet for "Blackstar" in particular "was like therapy for the loss of such an incredible artist, and there was a palpable silence after every take as we sat in awe of the genius of The Thin White Duke." John Cameron Mitchell, who most people know as the force behind "Hedwig," recorded the German and English for "Heroes"/"Helden" on his iPhone in his New York apartment. Anna Calvi, our honorary Brit, booked a studio in London on three days' notice. Bowie worked on music up to the end to give us a parting gift. So this is how we, as musicians, mourn: keeping Bowie constantly in our ears and brains. The man, the artist, exits. But the music, the glue; it stays. It never stops binding us together. Goodbye, Starman. ‎· inconsolabilmente Lucretia
madonna la bellezza di questi pezzi solo con gli archi ‎· inconsolabilmente Lucretia
maronna blackstar. forse è proprio da una cover così che capisci la grandezza di un pezzo. ‎· Morloi Ornitorinco l'ha Ingoiata
io sono a space oddity e ho le lacrime agli occhi. l'uomo che conta è neil gaiman. ‎· inconsolabilmente Lucretia
ascolto, grazie! ‎· lui
Space Oddity da paiura! ‎· lui
bellissimo tutto, ora me lo riascolto da capo. ‎· inconsolabilmente Lucretia