schoolwerk voor muziek

[piepkuiken]

(ik weet wel niet zo goed of deze bij muziek of algemene vakken hoort dus als hij fout geplaatst is verplaats em maar )

ok, ik moet dus voor school een werk doen over een liedje (welk mag ik zelf kiezen) en daar moet ik dan 5 minuten over zeveren , en alleen over dat liedje mag gepraat worden , je mag bv niet over de goroep of zangers en zo praten!!!!!
weet iemand een liedje waar er veel over te vertellen valt en wat kan je nu iin hemelsnaam over een liedje zeggen?????????????
help!!!!!
-xxx-
piepkuiken

[IEMOW-KOR]

Helter Skelter - Beatles (Charles Manson)
Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
November Rain - Guns 'n Roses
(L)ucy in the (S)ky with (D)iamonds - Beatles

[Carn]

Pink Floyd - The wall ofzo?



Of zo`n benefiet nummer pakken

[battlestar]

u2 - sunday bloody sunday?

[Tsasil]

Een liedje met een beetje intelligente text kan je makkelijk 5 minuten over vol lullen. Gewoon de text analyseren, en terug betrekken op de muziek.

Of je neemt gewoon een of andere opera, dan kun je gewoon het verhaal uitleggen

[moenbase]

Probeer:

http://books.guardian.co.uk/Print/0,...173215,00.html

Dit eens.
Misschien kun je daar nog iets leuks uit halen.

[a new noise]

Klein Orkest - Over De Muur

[NERD]

Bob Dylan - Hurricane

[*oma*]

a new noise schreef:
Klein Orkest - Over De Muur

klein orkest rules

[Slither]

piepkuiken schreef:
(ik weet wel niet zo goed of deze bij muziek of algemene vakken hoort dus als hij fout geplaatst is verplaats em maar )

ok, ik moet dus voor school een werk doen over een liedje (welk mag ik zelf kiezen) en daar moet ik dan 5 minuten over zeveren , en alleen over dat liedje mag gepraat worden , je mag bv niet over de goroep of zangers en zo praten!!!!!
weet iemand een liedje waar er veel over te vertellen valt en wat kan je nu iin hemelsnaam over een liedje zeggen?????????????
help!!!!!
-xxx-
piepkuiken

Kan je dat nou helemaal niet zelf? Heb je het überhaupt wel geprobeerd? Vijf minuten zeg, als je dát niet volkrijgt...

[Tsasil]

Slither schreef:
Kan je dat nou helemaal niet zelf? Heb je het überhaupt wel geprobeerd? Vijf minuten zeg, als je dát niet volkrijgt...

Als je top40 luisterd kan ik me heel goed voorstellen dat je niks te vertellen hebt....

[DaKonium]

iron maiden - rime of the ancient mariner

genoeg text om 5 UUR over vol te lullen.

[86dagreed]

Een gemiddeld nummer van Tool

neem Opiate, over de indoctrinatie van godsdiensten.

[darthraver]

DaKonium schreef:
iron maiden - rime of the ancient mariner

genoeg text om 5 UUR over vol te lullen.

lol, die duurt zelf al bijna een kwartier

[DaKonium]

nou? ik neem aan dat het niet de bedoeling is dat je OF het nummer zelf eerst draait binnen die 5 minuten, OF de hele songtext voorleest.
Is anders genoeg mogelijkheden om op het originele gedicht in te gaan, en dat is me een lap tekst...wel schitterend oud engels trowuens.

[WolterB]

probeer procol harum - in held twas in I

nummer heeft een goed verhaal, is een klassieker, duurt dan ook wel meer dan 17 minuten

hier de tekst, nummer kan je krijgen als je ff contact met mij opneemt (of zoekt)

Procol Harum – The Held Twas In I

Part 1: Glimpses of Nirvana

In the darkness of the night, only occasionally relieved by glimpses of Nirvana as seen through other people's windows, wallowing in a morass of self-despair made only more painful by the knowledge that all I am is of my own making ...
When everything around me, even the kitchen ceiling, has collapsed and crumbled without warning. And I am left, standing alive and well, looking up and wondering why and wherefore.
At a time like this, which exists maybe only for me, but is nonetheless real, if I can communicate, and in the telling and the bearing of my soul anything is gained, even though the words which I use are pretentious and make you cringe with embarrassment, let me remind you of the pilgrim who asked for an audience with the Dalai Lama.
He was told he must first spend five years in contemplation. After the five years, he was ushered into the Dalai Lama's presence, who said, 'Well, my son, what do you wish to know?' So the pilgrim said, 'I wish to know the meaning of life, father.'
And the Dalai Lama smiled and said, 'Well my son, life is like a beanstalk, isn't it?'
Held close by that which some despise
which some call fake, and others lies
And somewhat small
for one so tall
a doubting Thomas who would be?
It's written plain for all to see
for one who I am with no more
it's hard at times, it's awful raw
They say that Jesus healed the sick and helped the poor
and those unsure
believed his eyes
- a strange disguise
Still write it down, it might be read
nothing's better left unsaid
only sometimes, still no doubt
it's hard to see, it all works out

Part 2: 'Twas tea-time at the Circus

'Twas tea-time at the circus: King Jimi, he was there
Through hoops he skipped, high wires he tripped, and all the while the glare
of the aching, baking spotlight beat down upon his cloak
and though the crowd clapped furiously they could not see the joke
'Twas tea-time at the circus, though some might not agree
as jugglers danced, and horses pranced and clowns clowned endlessly
But trunk to tail the elephants quite silent, never spoke
and though the crowd clapped desperately they could not see the joke

Part 3: In the Autumn of My Madness

In the autumn of my madness when my hair is turning grey
for the milk has finally curdled and I've nothing left to say
When all my thoughts are spoken (save my last departing birds)
bring all my friends unto me and I'll strangle them with words
In the autumn of my madness which in coming won't be long
for the nights are now much darker and the daylight's not so strong
and the things which I believed in are no longer quite enough
for the knowing is much harder and the going's getting rough

Part 4: Look to Your Soul

I know if I'd been wiser this would never have occurred
but I wallowed in my blindness so it's plain that I deserve
for the sin of self-indulgence when the truth was writ quite clear
I must spend my life amongst the dead who spend their lives in fear
of a death that they're not sure of, of a life they can't control
It's all so simple really if you just look to your soul
Some say that I'm a wise man, some think that I'm a fool
It doesn't matter either way: I'll be a wise man's fool
For the lesson lies in learning and by teaching I'll be taught
for there's nothing hidden anywhere, it's all there to be sought
And so if you know anything look closely at the time
at others who remain untrue and don't commit that crime

art 5: Grande Finale

This Song Has No Words

Led Zep - Stairway to Heaven

kan je lekker over LotR lullen.

[CraigDavid]

5 minuten is echt niet zo lang

als je een lange song wil neem je bijv dmx - a minute for your son (17 min)

als je een song wil met meer inhoud kan je bijv
gangstarr - moment of truth
mobb deep - hello n earth
Ghostface killa ft Mary Blidge - All that I got is you
looptroop - fruits of babylon
talib kweli - eternalists

en als je het echt zo moeilijk vind praat je gewoon over wanneer het liedje is uitgebracht of wat de artiest er mee bedoeld, of het belangerijk was voor de artiest of als het een hit was hoe lang het in de top 40 stond of waar het allemaal uitgebracht is

anyway, suc6 ermee

[Yeah_Right]

IEMOW-KOR schreef:
*...*
Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
*...*

*nieuwsgierig*
Waar gaat dit nummer over? (*sorry, kweet t, ik ben een cultuurbarbaar )

*BattleStar* schreef:
u2 - sunday bloody sunday?

Goede keus Ik zou zeggen zoek een nummer met een verhaal er achter, dus Sunday Bloody Sunday zou heel goed kunnen. Pride (In the Name of Love) ook heel goed of MLK bijv. Heb t zelf in de 3e klas over Pride gedaan.

[mcsun]

NERD schreef:
Bob Dylan - Hurricane

Inderdaad, vertel het verhaal na! Inclusief historische achtergronden, verhaal van mintens een kwartier gegarandeerd!

Of neem het SP-campagnelied

[Footprint]

WolterB schreef:
probeer procol harum - in held twas in I

nummer heeft een goed verhaal, is een klassieker, duurt dan ook wel meer dan 17 minuten

hier de tekst, nummer kan je krijgen als je ff contact met mij opneemt (of zoekt)

Procol Harum – The Held Twas In I

Part 1: Glimpses of Nirvana

In the darkness of the night, only occasionally relieved by glimpses of Nirvana as seen through other people's windows, wallowing in a morass of self-despair made only more painful by the knowledge that all I am is of my own making ...
When everything around me, even the kitchen ceiling, has collapsed and crumbled without warning. And I am left, standing alive and well, looking up and wondering why and wherefore.
At a time like this, which exists maybe only for me, but is nonetheless real, if I can communicate, and in the telling and the bearing of my soul anything is gained, even though the words which I use are pretentious and make you cringe with embarrassment, let me remind you of the pilgrim who asked for an audience with the Dalai Lama.
He was told he must first spend five years in contemplation. After the five years, he was ushered into the Dalai Lama's presence, who said, 'Well, my son, what do you wish to know?' So the pilgrim said, 'I wish to know the meaning of life, father.'
And the Dalai Lama smiled and said, 'Well my son, life is like a beanstalk, isn't it?'
Held close by that which some despise
which some call fake, and others lies
And somewhat small
for one so tall
a doubting Thomas who would be?
It's written plain for all to see
for one who I am with no more
it's hard at times, it's awful raw
They say that Jesus healed the sick and helped the poor
and those unsure
believed his eyes
- a strange disguise
Still write it down, it might be read
nothing's better left unsaid
only sometimes, still no doubt
it's hard to see, it all works out

Part 2: 'Twas tea-time at the Circus

'Twas tea-time at the circus: King Jimi, he was there
Through hoops he skipped, high wires he tripped, and all the while the glare
of the aching, baking spotlight beat down upon his cloak
and though the crowd clapped furiously they could not see the joke
'Twas tea-time at the circus, though some might not agree
as jugglers danced, and horses pranced and clowns clowned endlessly
But trunk to tail the elephants quite silent, never spoke
and though the crowd clapped desperately they could not see the joke

Part 3: In the Autumn of My Madness

In the autumn of my madness when my hair is turning grey
for the milk has finally curdled and I've nothing left to say
When all my thoughts are spoken (save my last departing birds)
bring all my friends unto me and I'll strangle them with words
In the autumn of my madness which in coming won't be long
for the nights are now much darker and the daylight's not so strong
and the things which I believed in are no longer quite enough
for the knowing is much harder and the going's getting rough

Part 4: Look to Your Soul

I know if I'd been wiser this would never have occurred
but I wallowed in my blindness so it's plain that I deserve
for the sin of self-indulgence when the truth was writ quite clear
I must spend my life amongst the dead who spend their lives in fear
of a death that they're not sure of, of a life they can't control
It's all so simple really if you just look to your soul
Some say that I'm a wise man, some think that I'm a fool
It doesn't matter either way: I'll be a wise man's fool
For the lesson lies in learning and by teaching I'll be taught
for there's nothing hidden anywhere, it's all there to be sought
And so if you know anything look closely at the time
at others who remain untrue and don't commit that crime

art 5: Grande Finale

This Song Has No Words

machtig nummer
kvind de versie van transatlantic eigenlijk beter
maar die van procol is ook zwaar gaaf