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Born to artistic parents, Jaar listened to everything from minimal techno producer Ricardo Villalobos to hip-hop mastermind Madlib to Portuguese fado music, Ethiopian jazz, and Pink Floyd while growing up in Chile and NYC.
On "Space Is Only Noise", he works a lush, meditative style that depends more on silence than on beats. Pianos, guitars, and voices blur into electronics, all of it melting into a soft, drifting haze somewhere between Air and Portishead. It's a deeply relaxing, satisfying piece of work from someone seemingly way too young to be making music this mature.
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French abstract (02:27 onwards) taken from Tristan Tzara's "Pour Compte" (1948-49)
Dans l'Arabie des trois midis
Des tours aux fronts de caïmans
Dans l'Arabie de ta peau neuve
Et des turbans de rêve noir
Le feu tinte dans les cloches
Douce est la parole de l'eau
Sous la clé des nuits légères
Enchaînées au coeur des filles
Le feu lèche les miroirs
Les museaux des endormies
Brûlent sous le regard fendu
Dans l'orange du matin
C'est pour ces pays d'un sou
Que se vide la mémoire
Pour la neige et la flamme
Dont se parent les étoiles
Sous la crinière aveugle
Court le feu inassouvi
Le cristal vivant des sources
Dans les eaux de l'avenir
Va mon enfant, dors mon cheval
Il n'y a pas assez de paix
Dans les justes mains des cimes
Pour couvrir la voix des villes.
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English Translation of French Lyrics: ( Thanks to: @LecturesYann , @Greatslimfreak )
In the Arabia of three noons
Towers with crocodiles foreheads
In the Arabia your new skin
And turbans of black dream.
The fire tinkles inside the bells
Soothing is the speech of water
Under the key of light nights
Chained to the hearts of girls
The fire licks the mirrors
The muzzles of the sleeping ones
Burn under their closed eyes
In the orange of morning
It is for these single-penny-countries
That memory empties itself
For the snow and the flame
Of which stars adorn themselves
Under a blind mane
Runs the unsatisfied fire
The living cristal of springs
In the waters of the future
Go my child, sleep my horse
There is not enough peace
In the fair hands of the summits
To cover the voice of the cities.
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Tim Minchin's 13 minute extended Live version of Dark Side (and probably...
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Tim Minchin's 13 minute extended Live version of Dark Side (and probably the best version) from his 'Are You Ready For This?' Tour.
Awesome in every way! Enjoy.
For all official Tim Minchin stuff. (Which this isn't, I'm just a fan)
Please be decent and visit http://www.timmin... or his official fan site at http://www.angry-...
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