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Спасибо группе за знакомство с Мелоди Гардо! Не могу теперь оторваться от ее песен...
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повторю ещё раз, нужна более активная. Заранее большое СПАСИБО.
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Только нужно более активную
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Владимир, очень благодарен вам. #Спасибо
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Подскажите, если сможете джазовый дуэт в котором Девушка и Мужчина вместе исполняют и с хорошим смыслом.
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Скиньте пожалуйста альбом Дэвиса Tu tu
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Игорь Дункул и ансамбль "новая классика") они классные)
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помогите найти трек)за ранее спасибо)
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Антон, http://rutracker.org/forum/viewtopic.php?t=1735678 дискография есть :)
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The Poets of Rhythm !!! Так мало композиций этих ребят нашел =(
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Dave weckl band
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Друзья! Может я и не по адресу, но лет этак 10 назад у меня была серийка дисков, если не ошибаюсь с названием "Битлджаз", так вот на этих дисках были джазовые каверы битлов в отличнейшем исполнении. Может кто то из подрисчиков или админов раскопает этот чудесный проект. Думаю не мне одному будет интнресно.))
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Алексей Владимирович С удовольствием бы послушал следующих: Wes Montgomery, Toots Thielemans, Ben Webster, Jimmy Smith, Lionel Hampton, Jan Garbarek, Stanley Clarke! ))
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Bob Florence Limited Edition Альбом 1983г. Magic Time.
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John William Coltrane
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Yesterday Just a photograph of yesterday and all it's edges folded and the corners faded sepia brown and yet it's all I have of our past love a post script to it's ending
Brighter days I can see such brighter days when every song we sang is sung again and now we know we know this time it's for good and we're lovers once again and you're near me
I can remember the rain in december the leaves of brown on the ground in Spain I did love and adore you the nights filled with joy were our yesterdays and tomorrow will bring you near me
I can recall my desire every reverie is on fire and I get a picture of all our yesterdays yes today, I can say I get a kick every time they play that spain again
I can remember the rain in december the leaves of brown on the ground Our love was a spanish fiesta the bright lights and sounds were our joy each day and the nights were the heat of yearning
I can recall my desire every reverie is on fire and I get a picture of all our yesterdays yes today, I can say I get a kick every time I see you gaze at me I see moments of history your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody and we live again as if dreaming
the sound of our hearts beat like castanets and forever we'll know their meaning I can recall my desire every reverie is on fire and I get a picture of all our yesterdays yes, today, I can say I get a kick every time I see you gaze at me
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You gaze at me I see moments of history your eyes meet mine and they dance to the melody and we live again as if dreaming
the sound of our hearts beat like castanets and forever we'll know their meaning I can remember the rain in december the leaves of brown tumbling down
in spain I did love and adore you the nights filled with joy were our yesterdays and tomorrow will bring you near me
I can recall my desire every reverie is on fire and I get a picture of all our yesterdays yes today I can say I get a kick every time you sing that spain
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Александр Спасибо Вам огромное!!!!)
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а вообще гугль в помощь...
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Peter Gunn
Every night your line is busy, All that buzzin' makes me dizzy. Couldn't count on all my fingers All the dates you had with swingers. Bye-bye. Bye, baby. I'm gonna kiss you goodbye And walk right through that doorway. So long. I'm leaving. This is the last time we'll meet On the street going your way. Don't look surprised You know you've buttered your bread. Now it's fair You should stare At the back of my head. If you write a letter to me My former friend Don't you end With an R.S.V.P.
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я вообще то говорю про джазовый фестиваль в Москве, а Архангельское - это усадьба, архитектурная достопримечательность Москвы
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