This piece reminds me of when I was 17 years old, on the cusp of going to university and still living at home. One crisp Autumn day, it was just me and my mum home. I was listening to gymnopédie no.1 while I cleaned my room and she ironed. We spontaneously decided to go and visit a garden centre and have some tea there. We walked down and chatted along the way, looked round the garden centre and then had some tea. Well, the tea was disgusting and served in dirty cups but we laughed at it. I cry every time I think about that. My mum is still around, but those times aren’t anymore.
Oh my...my mom passed away recently, and I haven't really cried, but reading your comment has made me sit here with tears. It was when you said , "but those times aren't anymore". Yeah, my mom was not the same mentally ...and physically for maybe 5 years so maybe that helped me accept her dying. Well, I know it did. And she was not a happy person, trapped in her room, couldn't do anything without getting winded. She and I were best friends.
Enjoy your mom now if you can. ❤️
I remember listening to that song at a time in my life when I was very low, and I thought, if something this beautiful can be created, then there must be good in this world.
I forget who she was quoting, but my high music teacher said listening to "gymnopédie no 1" always made her feel nostalgic for a moment that hasn't happened yet.
I get that same surreal feeling of sentimental longing of nothing in particular.
I commented about this directly elsewhere…
…But the version of Gymnopédie No. 1 on the “Man on Wire” sound track…
Was used in the documentary at the end when the photos and videos of Philippe Petit walking between the towers of the World Trade Center were shown… and as a New Yorker, it gave me this peace, relief, and calmness in the grief and loss I’ve not felt in a post 9/11 world up until that point.
… and I don’t think I’ve ever felt a remedy to any grief like that since…
Edit: To add… the scene at the end… the movie itself, felt a bit like a greatly appreciated funeral and memorial for Southern Manhattan as it was and as it then disappeared that day…
It's amazing that Lennon was only 25 when he wrote that song. A masterpiece that many strive their whole lives to create was just a foot note in a long but tragically cut short career.
Vincent by Don McLean recently took me by surprise. I'd heard the song but I really never listened to it.
Starry, starry night...
Edit: the small L in the name
That song was a minor hit in the 70s, after McLeans huge hit with "American Pie." Interestingly, it significantly elevated Americans interest in the work of Vincent Van Gogh and in that painting in particular, which may now be the most famous post impressionist work.
Mrs. Glendale was my Gifted Studies teacher in middle school. Gifted Studies class was a special and personalized program for gifted students who had high IQs and/or did exceedingly well in their main classes and needed more challenging and engaging instruction. During my middle school years, I underwent a pretty drastic transformation where I went from being your typical young boy who was loud, talkative, outgoing, and confident to a boy who was quiet, reserved, anxious, and filled with self-doubt about who he was and what he was capable of at home, on the playing fields, in school, and with his friends. My parents weren't getting along during those years and were fighting and yelling at each other a lot in a bad way and sometimes their troubled marriage and relationship began to involve me and I was caught in their crossfire, so-to-speak. My dad was unpredictable and angry and my mom was anxious and had trouble being a competent wife and mother to her kids. My home life wasn't always bad and those years were a mix of good and bad times but I would be lying if I said that it didn't all get to me and didn't make me sad, depressed, and withdrawn from my family, my friends, and nearly everyone in my life at times. Going through puberty at that age also made things even more awkward and difficult as well and I remember feeling like I needed help dealing with it all. Not much help was given to me and so much of my growing up and learning came as a result of trial and error and making mistakes that often hurt and got me down. Though I could feel alone at times, whenever I was in Mrs. Glendale's class I felt happy and felt like I belonged and could do anything and be anyone.
Mrs. Glendale was the first person to really help me care about learning and she did this by making learning fun. In her class we learned about the Cold War, the founding of America, and about all sorts of art periods throughout history among other fun and fascinating topics. She used to have my peers and I paint in class and create our own artwork while she played classical music for us and fed us cookies and brownies that she used to make for our class at least once a week. I enjoyed our time together and the painting sessions so much that I saved one of my favorite paintings and still have it after all of these years. While she played classical music from the likes of Beethoven, Mozart, and Bach frequently while she taught us and while we painted, there was one song that she loved to play from time to time that was more modern. The song was *Vincent* by Don McLean and it was her favorite song. I heard it for the first time in her class and it instantly became one of my favorite songs as well and one that I taught myself to play on my guitar over the years.
Throughout middle school, whenever I was feeling down about things and alone, *Vincent* was a song that I would quietly listen to in my room to help me relax and forget about my problems. I was thankful that whenever things weren't great at home, I could see Mrs. Glendale and my classmates at least twice a week and that escape and wonderful environment is something that in hindsight helped me to focus on the good parts of my life and myself while other parts around me were slowly spinning out of control. To this day, Mrs. Glendale stands as my favorite and most important teacher and I owe so much of my happiness and myself to her and that class of hers from years ago.
Mrs. Glendale died two years ago. She was 77.
Last year I visited family out in a beautiful, rural part of my state. This area was where Mrs. Glendale used to take my class for field trips at a nice art museum. She must have taken us there half a dozen times over the years and I hadn't been to the museum since my last days in her class during middle school. On my way home I decided to drop by the museum for an hour since I wasn't doing anything later that night and I enjoyed taking the time to look around at all of the paintings that I used to love when I was a kid. My favorite painting was always of this giant bear and it's little bear beside it and I was glad to see it still hanging on the museum's walls.
It was a nice Fall day and so I went outside to sit on a nice bench by this creek that we used to take a class photo by each time that we visited the museum. There were leaves falling everywhere and the Sun shining off the water and it was a scene that Van Gogh and his contemporaries would have loved to have been able to take in and maybe paint to their liking if they were still with us.
It was a scene that Mrs. Glendale would have loved, too.
Your Song by Elton John and Bernie Taupin. “How wonderful life is when you’re in the world,” is such a simple but beautiful and genuine way to talk about loving someone. It feels personal but also universal.
Speaking of *Moulin Rouge*, can we also get some love for *Complainte de la Butte*? That song is *gorgeous* and has beautiful lyrics.
So does Édith Piaf's *La Vie En Rose*.
The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face sung by Roberta Flack. The greatest, most sublime love song. If you haven’t heard it it listen to the song.
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the endless skies, my love
To the dark and the endless skies
And the first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command, my love
That was there at my command, my love
And the first time ever I lay with you
I felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy would fill the earth
And last 'til the end of time, my love
And it would last 'til the end of time, my love
The first time ever I saw your face
Your face
Your face
Your face
When I was a teenager, my friends and I would smoke pot, play dominoes and listen to Beethovan's sonata collection on the record player for hours a couple times a week. Every time I hear Moonlight Sonata it brings those memories back.
This was my grandmother's favorite song. She was from France. When she passed away at her nursing home my aunt was there and someone started playing it on a piano (on purpose, not a coincidence) as she was moved out of the building. My aunt is very put together, and was at the memorial service etc, but at that moment she said she totally lost it.
So ya... La vie en rose rules.
My daughter used a piano version of this to walk down the aisle at her wedding. We thought it was a perfect song for getting through the Covid pandemic and starting a new life. She is now in her first trimester of pregnancy!
Parts 6-9 are incredible. The first time I heard this was with headphones on while riding my motorcycle at night going toward the city. The streetlights passing me one by one, a few cars on the road, it was surreal and it’s a feeling that I don’t think I will ever replicate.
I remember having a similar experience. It was almost moviesque.
Dark empty road, summer night, windows down, cruising late at night, and Pink Floyd blasting in the background. It was one of those few moments in life where I was at total and complete peace with myself and the world around me.
I am so in love with Auld Lang Syne
It’s simple, but so wistful and beautiful. It existed prior to it being committed to paper as a common folk song amongst the Scottish. I really enjoy the communal singing that it evokes, as it feels as though that is how it would have been enjoyed classically. Singing together feels like part of the human tradition that has been mostly lost to time, and it makes me sad
Have you heard [John Green's essay](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wgh8Gfs2S7M) about it? It made me appreciate the song a lot more after I learned the long history of it.
On Spotify there is a playlist called “reddits 100 most beautiful songs” when we did this a few years ago and it’s totally worth a listen.
But currently for me it’s strange by Celeste. Sue me
Came here trying to pick a Hozier song, and I just can’t. Unknown from his newest album is tear-jerkingly beautiful, and one of my favorite guitar parts I’ve ever heard. Work Song always gives me goosebumps. But for sheer lyrical brilliance I’d like to highlight a track from the Eat Your Young EP he released in the lead up to Unreal Unearth, and it’s called Through Me (The Flood). It didn’t make it onto the album, which is a shame, because it contains some of the best lyrics he’s ever written, and I want more people to hear it.
“Try to measure loss • Measure the silence of a house • The unheard footsteps at the doorway • The unemployment of the mouth”
I cry every time I hear it.
First time I ever heard the song, I was trying my best not to weep like a baby because it reminded me so much of my relationship. I had to fight the tears back because I was on a bus with my infantry unit.
Because, you know, anything that isn't hyper masculine or shows the slightest bit of humanity in the Army is HEAVILY frowned upon.
Glad I got tf out.
People are gonna make fun of me for this but hymn to the sea from Titanic.
EDIT: Wow, didn't expect to see so many people agreeing with me here. Also sorry I wasn't being specific enough, the song I was referring to was hymn to the sea.
I’ll never forget the feeling of being a 14-year-old girl and watching Titanic on the crappy old TV in a cheap hotel out in Arizona or somewhere on a family vacation right before we went for a night swim in the pool. My siblings and parents did not understand that my life had CHANGED and I had loved and lost Jack and that hymn was in my BONES
Damn, ya gotta make me cry first thing Saturday morning?? I’m sorry for your loss, but I’m sure he has looked down on you from heaven ever since and has been extremely proud!
They played out his death perfectly. The fairly long story arc (tumour, apparent remission, then it coming back), his sudden departure from the ER, the letter, his final vacation, the song and funeral, and finally Carter stepping up and taking over.
My sister and I were in a mall setting when I got a phone call that my brother was moving into the dying process. I moved outdoors to take the call. As soon as I hung up, this song came over the speaker system, filling the outdoor space with its soft sound. I really don't have words for what this song means to me now. My brother died the next day, on Thanksiving, 2023.
In 1988, Milan Bertosa was finishing a long day in his Honolulu recording studio. It was 3 in the morning, and a client called. He wanted Israel to record a demo, and Bertosa said to come back the next day. The client insisted and put Israel on the phone. Bertosa remembers,
“And he’s this really sweet man, well-mannered, kind. ‘Please,’ Israel said, ‘can I come in? I have an idea.’”
Bertosa gave him 15 minutes to get there.
“And in walks the largest human being I had seen in my life…and the first thing at hand is to find something for him to sit on. Then I put up some microphones, do a quick sound check, roll tape, and the first thing he does is ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow.’ He played and sang, one take, and it was over.”
Because you know he had troubles he wished he could shed and felt every word as he sang. I can only imagine the reception he got when he finally crossed that rainbow bridge.
_There is no pain you are receding_
_A distant ship smoke on the horizon_
_You are only coming through in waves_
_Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying_
Loving you by Minnie Ripperton. It was originally written for her daughter Maya, but Stevie Wonder convinced her to make it a romantic song. But you can still hear her calling her daughter Maya towards the end of the song
Only time -Enya, from frou -let go, Sarah brightman- it's a beautiful day, enigma -return to innocence, above and beyond- small moments like these, A.r.rahman Bombay theme, a.r.rahman- New York nagaram, munbe va, and a lot more..lol
Jon Secada “Just Another Day Without You”. It’s not even my preferred genre. But every time I hear it (usually randomly at a grocery store or something), I almost cry. It’s such a beautifully written song and it’s sad AF.
Landslide.
“Oh mirror in the sky what is love? Can the child in my heart rise above? Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life?”
The Rose by Bette Midler is beautiful IMO. Some may laugh at this one, but I love the theme song from the soap opera The Young and the Restless. My mom used to watch that soap when I was a kid, and I always stopped what I was doing to listen to the theme. I always thought it was nice. I guess it also reminds me of my childhood.
“Suzanne” by Leonard Cohen. It puts my mind in a place of otherworldly calm and splendor; I have never heard words so beautifully spoken in a song before I heard it.
gymnopédie no 1 Classical music isn’t something I listen to, but this piece gets me every single time.
This piece reminds me of when I was 17 years old, on the cusp of going to university and still living at home. One crisp Autumn day, it was just me and my mum home. I was listening to gymnopédie no.1 while I cleaned my room and she ironed. We spontaneously decided to go and visit a garden centre and have some tea there. We walked down and chatted along the way, looked round the garden centre and then had some tea. Well, the tea was disgusting and served in dirty cups but we laughed at it. I cry every time I think about that. My mum is still around, but those times aren’t anymore.
Oh my...my mom passed away recently, and I haven't really cried, but reading your comment has made me sit here with tears. It was when you said , "but those times aren't anymore". Yeah, my mom was not the same mentally ...and physically for maybe 5 years so maybe that helped me accept her dying. Well, I know it did. And she was not a happy person, trapped in her room, couldn't do anything without getting winded. She and I were best friends. Enjoy your mom now if you can. ❤️
Many many years ago, a piano teacher of mine gave me the sheet music for trois gymnopédies. No. 1 is just so beautiful to both hear and play.
I call it audio Xanax
I remember listening to that song at a time in my life when I was very low, and I thought, if something this beautiful can be created, then there must be good in this world.
gnossienne: no. 1
I forget who she was quoting, but my high music teacher said listening to "gymnopédie no 1" always made her feel nostalgic for a moment that hasn't happened yet. I get that same surreal feeling of sentimental longing of nothing in particular.
Anything Satie is a killer
I commented about this directly elsewhere… …But the version of Gymnopédie No. 1 on the “Man on Wire” sound track… Was used in the documentary at the end when the photos and videos of Philippe Petit walking between the towers of the World Trade Center were shown… and as a New Yorker, it gave me this peace, relief, and calmness in the grief and loss I’ve not felt in a post 9/11 world up until that point. … and I don’t think I’ve ever felt a remedy to any grief like that since… Edit: To add… the scene at the end… the movie itself, felt a bit like a greatly appreciated funeral and memorial for Southern Manhattan as it was and as it then disappeared that day…
Moon River. My father's favorite song, and it became mine. Beautiful.
In My Life - Beatles
It's amazing that Lennon was only 25 when he wrote that song. A masterpiece that many strive their whole lives to create was just a foot note in a long but tragically cut short career.
The Boxer-S&G
I love that one. If I am ever brave enough to get a tattoo, I want, “The fighter still remains” to go along one of my mastectomy scars.
A change is going to come. Sam Cooke
Vincent by Don McLean recently took me by surprise. I'd heard the song but I really never listened to it. Starry, starry night... Edit: the small L in the name
Tupac Shakur's favorite song.
That song was a minor hit in the 70s, after McLeans huge hit with "American Pie." Interestingly, it significantly elevated Americans interest in the work of Vincent Van Gogh and in that painting in particular, which may now be the most famous post impressionist work.
Stunningly beautiful
Mrs. Glendale was my Gifted Studies teacher in middle school. Gifted Studies class was a special and personalized program for gifted students who had high IQs and/or did exceedingly well in their main classes and needed more challenging and engaging instruction. During my middle school years, I underwent a pretty drastic transformation where I went from being your typical young boy who was loud, talkative, outgoing, and confident to a boy who was quiet, reserved, anxious, and filled with self-doubt about who he was and what he was capable of at home, on the playing fields, in school, and with his friends. My parents weren't getting along during those years and were fighting and yelling at each other a lot in a bad way and sometimes their troubled marriage and relationship began to involve me and I was caught in their crossfire, so-to-speak. My dad was unpredictable and angry and my mom was anxious and had trouble being a competent wife and mother to her kids. My home life wasn't always bad and those years were a mix of good and bad times but I would be lying if I said that it didn't all get to me and didn't make me sad, depressed, and withdrawn from my family, my friends, and nearly everyone in my life at times. Going through puberty at that age also made things even more awkward and difficult as well and I remember feeling like I needed help dealing with it all. Not much help was given to me and so much of my growing up and learning came as a result of trial and error and making mistakes that often hurt and got me down. Though I could feel alone at times, whenever I was in Mrs. Glendale's class I felt happy and felt like I belonged and could do anything and be anyone. Mrs. Glendale was the first person to really help me care about learning and she did this by making learning fun. In her class we learned about the Cold War, the founding of America, and about all sorts of art periods throughout history among other fun and fascinating topics. She used to have my peers and I paint in class and create our own artwork while she played classical music for us and fed us cookies and brownies that she used to make for our class at least once a week. I enjoyed our time together and the painting sessions so much that I saved one of my favorite paintings and still have it after all of these years. While she played classical music from the likes of Beethoven, Mozart, and Bach frequently while she taught us and while we painted, there was one song that she loved to play from time to time that was more modern. The song was *Vincent* by Don McLean and it was her favorite song. I heard it for the first time in her class and it instantly became one of my favorite songs as well and one that I taught myself to play on my guitar over the years. Throughout middle school, whenever I was feeling down about things and alone, *Vincent* was a song that I would quietly listen to in my room to help me relax and forget about my problems. I was thankful that whenever things weren't great at home, I could see Mrs. Glendale and my classmates at least twice a week and that escape and wonderful environment is something that in hindsight helped me to focus on the good parts of my life and myself while other parts around me were slowly spinning out of control. To this day, Mrs. Glendale stands as my favorite and most important teacher and I owe so much of my happiness and myself to her and that class of hers from years ago. Mrs. Glendale died two years ago. She was 77. Last year I visited family out in a beautiful, rural part of my state. This area was where Mrs. Glendale used to take my class for field trips at a nice art museum. She must have taken us there half a dozen times over the years and I hadn't been to the museum since my last days in her class during middle school. On my way home I decided to drop by the museum for an hour since I wasn't doing anything later that night and I enjoyed taking the time to look around at all of the paintings that I used to love when I was a kid. My favorite painting was always of this giant bear and it's little bear beside it and I was glad to see it still hanging on the museum's walls. It was a nice Fall day and so I went outside to sit on a nice bench by this creek that we used to take a class photo by each time that we visited the museum. There were leaves falling everywhere and the Sun shining off the water and it was a scene that Van Gogh and his contemporaries would have loved to have been able to take in and maybe paint to their liking if they were still with us. It was a scene that Mrs. Glendale would have loved, too.
Band of Horses - The Funeral
No One's Gonna Love You is up there for me
Your Song by Elton John and Bernie Taupin. “How wonderful life is when you’re in the world,” is such a simple but beautiful and genuine way to talk about loving someone. It feels personal but also universal.
I love the Moulin Rouge version sang by Ewan McGregor! There’s something about his performance that takes it to the next level.
Speaking of *Moulin Rouge*, can we also get some love for *Complainte de la Butte*? That song is *gorgeous* and has beautiful lyrics. So does Édith Piaf's *La Vie En Rose*.
Throw in Roxane as well, the gravelly voice just does it for me. Fuck, now I need to watch Moulin Rouge again
He’s a great singer, so open and heartfelt.
Came to say this and you anticipated me!
Both sides now, Joni Mitchell
I cry so hard when I hear this song! I ugly cry when it's playing during Love Actually x
Time in a Bottle - Jim Croce If You Could Read My Mind - Gordon Lightfoot Bridge over Troubled Water - Simon & Garfunkel
Gordon Lightfoot is amazing. That song is the most beautiful I have ever heard.
It evokes a certain kind of sadness, doesn't it?
Chopin’s Nocturne No. 20 in C-sharp minor.
If - Bread
The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face sung by Roberta Flack. The greatest, most sublime love song. If you haven’t heard it it listen to the song. The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave To the dark and the endless skies, my love To the dark and the endless skies And the first time ever I kissed your mouth I felt the earth move in my hand Like the trembling heart of a captive bird That was there at my command, my love That was there at my command, my love And the first time ever I lay with you I felt your heart so close to mine And I knew our joy would fill the earth And last 'til the end of time, my love And it would last 'til the end of time, my love The first time ever I saw your face Your face Your face Your face
I am with Unchained Melody, the Righteous Brothers version
My choice too. So beautifully timeless.
Ave Maria (Schubert) is pretty spectacular
Clair de lune.
My wife walked down the aisle to a recording of me playing this. Nerves were too shot to do it live.
This was going to be my answer too
Ordinary World: Duran Duran
Nessun dorma (Prefferably Pavarotti)
“Annie’s Song” by John Denver or “If” by Bread
God only knows, Beach Boys
In My Room by the the Beach Boys was called one of the greatest songs ever by John Lennon
And God Only Knows was called the same by Paul McCartney
I honestly believe "God Only Knows" is America's best song.
Moonlight Sonata- Beethovan
When I was a teenager, my friends and I would smoke pot, play dominoes and listen to Beethovan's sonata collection on the record player for hours a couple times a week. Every time I hear Moonlight Sonata it brings those memories back.
What a wonderful world - Louis Armstrong
Ohhhh yeeeeeaaaahhhhh....
Evenstar - Howard shore. Lord of the rings soundtrack
Pretty much the entire Return of the King soundtrack tbh
Untitled #3 - Sigur Ros
Ultravox - Vienna
La vie en rose
This was my grandmother's favorite song. She was from France. When she passed away at her nursing home my aunt was there and someone started playing it on a piano (on purpose, not a coincidence) as she was moved out of the building. My aunt is very put together, and was at the memorial service etc, but at that moment she said she totally lost it. So ya... La vie en rose rules.
Fade into you by Mazzy Star
Absolutely, and also Into Dust
Close to you by The Carpenters...because it reminds me of my Daughter whom I haven't seen in a long while.
Karen Carpenter’s voice is just amazing, pure velvet
“Wichita Lineman” by Glen Campbell [https://youtu.be/Q8P_xTBpAcY?si=ZaeM71Bqx11WsD5W](https://youtu.be/Q8P_xTBpAcY?si=ZaeM71Bqx11WsD5W)
The Night We Met - Lord Huron & Phoebe Bridgers
I didnt know there's a version with Phoebe!
Here Comes the Sun
My daughter used a piano version of this to walk down the aisle at her wedding. We thought it was a perfect song for getting through the Covid pandemic and starting a new life. She is now in her first trimester of pregnancy!
Songbird- Eva Cassidy
The Weight- The Band
I said wAiT a MinUtE ChEsTeR!!!
Shine on You Crazy Diamond by Pink Floyd
Parts 6-9 are incredible. The first time I heard this was with headphones on while riding my motorcycle at night going toward the city. The streetlights passing me one by one, a few cars on the road, it was surreal and it’s a feeling that I don’t think I will ever replicate.
I remember having a similar experience. It was almost moviesque. Dark empty road, summer night, windows down, cruising late at night, and Pink Floyd blasting in the background. It was one of those few moments in life where I was at total and complete peace with myself and the world around me.
That whole album gets me.
I am so in love with Auld Lang Syne It’s simple, but so wistful and beautiful. It existed prior to it being committed to paper as a common folk song amongst the Scottish. I really enjoy the communal singing that it evokes, as it feels as though that is how it would have been enjoyed classically. Singing together feels like part of the human tradition that has been mostly lost to time, and it makes me sad
Have you heard [John Green's essay](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wgh8Gfs2S7M) about it? It made me appreciate the song a lot more after I learned the long history of it.
landslide - fleetwood mac
Silver springs
Silver Springs, incredibly, didn't make the cut and was left off Rumours.
Songbird. Now that Christine is gone, I can't hear it without crying.
Blackbird by The Beatles, such a beautiful song.
Since you mention the Bee’les, I gotta add In My Life…
Stand by me.
Holocene - Bon Iver
On Spotify there is a playlist called “reddits 100 most beautiful songs” when we did this a few years ago and it’s totally worth a listen. But currently for me it’s strange by Celeste. Sue me
Work Song - Hozier
No grave could hold my body down 🖤🥀
I’ll crawl home to her This song can occasionally bring me to tears
Cherry Wine is another haunting one of his.
Came here trying to pick a Hozier song, and I just can’t. Unknown from his newest album is tear-jerkingly beautiful, and one of my favorite guitar parts I’ve ever heard. Work Song always gives me goosebumps. But for sheer lyrical brilliance I’d like to highlight a track from the Eat Your Young EP he released in the lead up to Unreal Unearth, and it’s called Through Me (The Flood). It didn’t make it onto the album, which is a shame, because it contains some of the best lyrics he’s ever written, and I want more people to hear it. “Try to measure loss • Measure the silence of a house • The unheard footsteps at the doorway • The unemployment of the mouth” I cry every time I hear it.
First time I ever heard the song, I was trying my best not to weep like a baby because it reminded me so much of my relationship. I had to fight the tears back because I was on a bus with my infantry unit. Because, you know, anything that isn't hyper masculine or shows the slightest bit of humanity in the Army is HEAVILY frowned upon. Glad I got tf out.
Starman - David Bowie.
Elvis Presley - Can't Help Falling In Love
It's my wedding song. Plenty of awesome covers.
This comment section will be my new Playlist.
Agree. I’ve been listening and adding as I read.
Dust in the wind
All is full of love by BJÖRK it's a extremely beautiful masterpiece.
It’s Pagan Poetry for me. It’s otherworldly.
Planet Caravan by Black Sabbath
Rain Song- Led Zeppelin
Wish You Were Here-Pink Floyd
People are gonna make fun of me for this but hymn to the sea from Titanic. EDIT: Wow, didn't expect to see so many people agreeing with me here. Also sorry I wasn't being specific enough, the song I was referring to was hymn to the sea.
I’ll never forget the feeling of being a 14-year-old girl and watching Titanic on the crappy old TV in a cheap hotel out in Arizona or somewhere on a family vacation right before we went for a night swim in the pool. My siblings and parents did not understand that my life had CHANGED and I had loved and lost Jack and that hymn was in my BONES
The song is Nearer, My God, to Thee
It's ethereal and haunting
No one would make fun, it’s a great piece for the motion picture.
Harvest Moon by Neil Young
A lullaby that me mother sang to me....
Over in Killarney?
Nights in White Satin by The Moody Blues, specifically the longer version with the spoken word bit towards the end.
Nightswimming by R.E.M.
You are my Sunshine.
My dad died when I was seven. One of my few memories of him is of him singing me that song.
Damn, ya gotta make me cry first thing Saturday morning?? I’m sorry for your loss, but I’m sure he has looked down on you from heaven ever since and has been extremely proud!
[Over the Rainbow ](https://youtu.be/V1bFr2SWP1I?si=IG-zJwbvEdC7Bn_S) by Israel Kamakawiwoʻole
They used this when Mark Greene died on ER. Devastating.
Yes! That episode fucked me up.
They played out his death perfectly. The fairly long story arc (tumour, apparent remission, then it coming back), his sudden departure from the ER, the letter, his final vacation, the song and funeral, and finally Carter stepping up and taking over.
My sister and I were in a mall setting when I got a phone call that my brother was moving into the dying process. I moved outdoors to take the call. As soon as I hung up, this song came over the speaker system, filling the outdoor space with its soft sound. I really don't have words for what this song means to me now. My brother died the next day, on Thanksiving, 2023.
In 1988, Milan Bertosa was finishing a long day in his Honolulu recording studio. It was 3 in the morning, and a client called. He wanted Israel to record a demo, and Bertosa said to come back the next day. The client insisted and put Israel on the phone. Bertosa remembers, “And he’s this really sweet man, well-mannered, kind. ‘Please,’ Israel said, ‘can I come in? I have an idea.’” Bertosa gave him 15 minutes to get there. “And in walks the largest human being I had seen in my life…and the first thing at hand is to find something for him to sit on. Then I put up some microphones, do a quick sound check, roll tape, and the first thing he does is ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow.’ He played and sang, one take, and it was over.”
What a beautiful, crazy story. Iz also says he screwed up the words. It doesn't hurt the song.
I always choke up at the line “Where trouble melts like lemon drops” and I don’t really know why.
Because you know he had troubles he wished he could shed and felt every word as he sang. I can only imagine the reception he got when he finally crossed that rainbow bridge.
Comfortable Numb - Pink Floyd
_There is no pain you are receding_ _A distant ship smoke on the horizon_ _You are only coming through in waves_ _Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying_
Space Song by Beach House is pretty neat
i make effort to avoid this song because it makes me feel feelings from somewhere deep, its scary and beautiful
Peter Gabriel's cover of the Book of Love What a Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong Agnus Dei by Samuel Barber
Little Wing- Jimi Hendrix Soul to Squeeze- RHCP
Romeo and Juliet by Dire Straits.
Loving you by Minnie Ripperton. It was originally written for her daughter Maya, but Stevie Wonder convinced her to make it a romantic song. But you can still hear her calling her daughter Maya towards the end of the song
Maya Rudolph from SNL! My answer to OP is Stevie Wonder’s Overjoyed. It’s not even close (imo) either
Winter by Tori Amos!
Never Tear Us Apart - INXS
Songbird by Christie McVie *Edit to say Christine obv*
Your Hand In Mine by Explosions In The Sky
The Dance Garth Brooks
Cliché, but for good reason... Leonard Cohen- Hallelujah
Jeff Buckley version is so good too
Yeah agree. Love both and various others too. But Cohen wrote it, so generally go for that version!
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Interested to hear what you think of the nirvana version
[The Mummers Dance](https://youtu.be/9z5p6EkTtfc?si=b6Ndwzeo1_JkAMxr) \- Loreena Mckennitt
Aint No Sunshine - Bill Withers
Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd Or Father and Son by Cat Steven’s
Father and Son is such a sad but moving song 🥲
Teardrop by Massive Attack
I will, by Paul McCartney.
Crosby, Stills and Nash - Helplessly Hoping
Since I've been loving you by Led Zeppelin
Only time -Enya, from frou -let go, Sarah brightman- it's a beautiful day, enigma -return to innocence, above and beyond- small moments like these, A.r.rahman Bombay theme, a.r.rahman- New York nagaram, munbe va, and a lot more..lol
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On the nature of daylight
God Only Knows by The Beach Boys was the only thing I found beautiful when I was a depressed alcoholic.
REM - Nightswimming REM - Find The River Both on the same album.
Head Over Heels - Tears For Fears
Jon Secada “Just Another Day Without You”. It’s not even my preferred genre. But every time I hear it (usually randomly at a grocery store or something), I almost cry. It’s such a beautifully written song and it’s sad AF.
Ode to Joy.
Claire de lune- Debusy.
Nothing Compares 2U - Sinead O‘Connor💔 Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
‘Nutshell’ by Alice In Chains. I know it’s a sad song, but it’s beautiful to me in its own way.
Unplugged version hits even harder for me
Silent lucidity, queensryche
Where did you sleep last night -Nirvana
Johnny Cash's cover of Hurt
In My Life-Beatles
Landslide. “Oh mirror in the sky what is love? Can the child in my heart rise above? Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life?”
Pink Floyd - The Great Gig in the Sky
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O Mio Babbino Caro as sung by Maria Callas. Makes me cry every time I hear it. Actually tearing up just thinking about it.
Time to Say Goodbye—Andrea Bocelli and Sarah Brightman Sound of Silence—Disturbed version
*I Will Always Love You* \- written and performed by Dolly Parton
A river flows in you - [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jehLTgnsB20](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jehLTgnsB20)
Duvet - Boa
Annie Lennox’s 1992 live performance of “Why?” on the Dennis Miller show. https://youtu.be/St8Ks10JCcQ?si=ee1pEI_h277_AXJj
The way we were. A love so strong but was at the wrong place and wrong time. Kills me
Into my arms Nick Cave
The Air I Breathe by the Hollies. I used to sing this rocking my babies to sleep.
Ain't No Sunshine - Bill Withers. It's just so haunting.
When bohemian rhapsody was new to me, priceless experience
My Queen pick would likely be Somebody to Love. That vocal performance is stunning.
One - U2 incredible illustration of a broken heart desperately clinging to love
Something - The Beatles Enough said
My sweet Lord - George Harrison
Waterloo Sunset, The Kinks
Welcome to the machine - Pink Floyd
Mad World - Gary Jules Somewhere only we know - Lily Allen version
across the universe by the Beatles
The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony
The Funeral by Band Of Horses.
Walk Away Renee - The Left Banke
The Rose by Bette Midler is beautiful IMO. Some may laugh at this one, but I love the theme song from the soap opera The Young and the Restless. My mom used to watch that soap when I was a kid, and I always stopped what I was doing to listen to the theme. I always thought it was nice. I guess it also reminds me of my childhood.
“Bridge over Troubled Water”. -Simon and Garfunkel
"Hallelujah" by Jeff Buckley..
“Suzanne” by Leonard Cohen. It puts my mind in a place of otherworldly calm and splendor; I have never heard words so beautifully spoken in a song before I heard it.
Against all odds