Tag: jams

jumpingjacktrash:

splickedylit:

crown-of-weeds:

Call Me Maybe, with a full orchestra and classical choir.

It starts out as a very solem joke, and then it becomes bright and beautiful and joyful.

GUYS IT’S A BOP

i love this! i feel like whoever arranged it understood why the song is so well loved, and really captured that hopeful, giddy thrill of infatuation. such a bright thing. this is going in my happy spam tag for cheering me up on rainy days.

(Source: https://www.youtube.com/)

https://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/theneversaga/164895716797/tumblr_nz213vAtI21rf10r7?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio
http://theneversaga.tumblr.com/post/164895716797/audio_player_iframe/theneversaga/tumblr_nz213vAtI21rf10r7?audio_file=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Ftheneversaga%2F164895716797%2Ftumblr_nz213vAtI21rf10r7

marlborocat:

In the middle of the night when the wolves come out
Headed straight for your heart
Like a bullet in the dark
One by one, I gotta take them down
We can run and hide, ain’t goin’ down without a fight

http://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_mrwt0c03VR1ql6p13o1.mp3?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio
http://theneversaga.tumblr.com/post/164893611981/audio_player_iframe/theneversaga/tumblr_mrwt0c03VR1ql6p13?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fa.tumblr.com%2Ftumblr_mrwt0c03VR1ql6p13o1.mp3

bangawang:

somethingaboutblacktop:

the-ick-vault:

wow

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Jolene (33 R.P.M) – click for .mp3

Unsure where this came from, if not the palsied hands of the good Lord himself.

Simple premise: Dolly Parton’s “Jolene” slipped from 45 to 33 rpm. Nothing more; no studio trickery, no trip hop drum breaks. The guitar lopes back in and around itself. The bass becomes elastic, hot rubber. The violin stabs become sustained cello lines. The backing choir’s split harmony rattles around, slinking ghostly into the corner.  And most importantly, Parton’s once-frantic vocal is transformed from bubblegum country scrawl into something approximating field holler reverence. 

An already perfect song made transcendental..

Who would win in a battle for my immortal soul: the devil on his fiddle or “Jolene” at 33 RPM