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Songs/pieces of music that bring tears to your eyes/take your breath away, etc.

Saucyminx said:
This one! Made me burst into tears in the car yesterday.
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Yep, it's especially gut wrenching when you're missing a special someone.



Saucyminx said:
Scarborough Fair/Canticle by Simon and Garfunkel My sister and I used to sing this one while she played the piano. I always thought it was just so pretty.

The next one just makes me happy. We crank the radio and sing at the top of our lungs.
Cecilia by Simon and Garfunkel
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Simon & Garfunkel are AMAZING!
 
Saucyminx said:
Time in a Bottle by Jim Croce

This one broke my heart for a good long time, because it was the song I danced to with my ex-husband at our wedding reception. *sigh* I would just like someone to feel that way about me for real.

Jeesh. I'm a pouty baby today! Not to mention I'm totally overdosing on the 70s music.

I did introduce my daughter to Fleetwood Mac's Tusk, and since she was fresh from bandcamp, was suitably impressed. :D
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You've got some good taste in music, saucy. Croce holds a special place in my heart. The first time a song ever made me sad was his Operator song. There is a line that says "there's something in my eye, you know it happens every time I think about the love that I thought would save me". I remember, when I was 7 years old listening to that song and thinking, "Wait a minute, he doesn't have anything in his eye, he's crying!!!!" Yes, at 7. I actually remember the parking lot where I was when I came to that epiphany. In a strange coincidence, I actually sat in that parking lot this morning.

That song by The Band Perry is heartbreaking also. Beautiful and tragic all at once.

This would probably be less popular, as I'd be shocked if anyone knows this. But it's The Lighthouse's Tale by Nickel Creek. Oh my that song is sad and gorgeous. So so beautiful.

They have another song called When You Come Back Down that is really beautiful and sad as well.
 
pmann said:
I don't know if they do this everywhere, but they put some shit techno beat to Stay With Me when they play it on the radio. :mad: They did the same with All Of You by John Legend. Bastards.
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Techno beat? Ugh! Way to ruin some beautiful songs!! Fuckers!!!

In regards to The Lighthouse's Tale....played that one for the girls at work a while back, one of them started crying. The other girl is a soulless bitch. That is a beautiful, beautiful song.
 
Rainshine said:
I'm going to see Once the musical soon. I'm going to lose my shit right there in the front row when they sing that.
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I'm jealous! That has to be one of the most beautiful songs ever written. Gets me every time.
 
pmann said:
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This would probably be less popular, as I'd be shocked if anyone knows this. But it's The Lighthouse's Tale by Nickel Creek. Oh my that song is sad and gorgeous. So so beautiful.

They have another song called When You Come Back Down that is really beautiful and sad as well.
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I don't know either of those, but I will find them. I love this one by them:

Sabra Girl by Nickel Creek

JtohisPB--big hugs. :rose: Mine has been gone 17 and a 1/2, and you just never stop missing them. My mom's favorite song was What a Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong She had a thing for Conway Twitty too, but we don't talk about that. . . .
 
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A Mother's Prayer by Carnie Wilson.

My youngest daughter's ballet class danced to this at their last recital, using baby dolls as props. I saw it three times in rehearsal, and still bawled like a baby during the show.
 
When this thread first started I avoided it. The first few posts had me thinking there'd be a bunch of links to weepy vadge songs. Not that there is anything wrong with weepy vadges (*waves - Hey pmann!), but we are going through some things right now with some very close friends that has this vadge a little weepy at times, and sad songs are on the no-fly list right now.

Revisiting the thread, it was nice to discover that some have posted powerful songs that excite and motivate, songs that cause goose pimples on the arms of the listener, and songs that are not ballads or melancholy, but tether the poster to a memory, or remind them of a special time or someone dear.

I especially enjoyed the posts where the writer has shared some context and background as to why the song plucks at the strings of the heart or stirs the mind. In some cases, this has made me see the music through different, fresher eyes.

I have a few to contribute, and will share a little of the backstory for each.



I had an uncle, my mother's youngest brother, who played a big part in my young life.
I was still in short pants when my father slipped the confines of parental responsibility, and it was my uncle who stepped up and helped my mother with the kids. He was cool, patient and fair, rode a motorcycle, was a strong son of a gun, both in body and spirit, and loved his nephews and niece like his own kids. He taught me so much, was a father figure and a fine example of a proper, decent man at a time in my life when I needed a role model most. Besides showing me how to respect, behave around, and treat women (by his example), and become a responsible young fella, he taught me how to fish, cook, shoot a gun, skin a rabbit, and plant and grow a garden. He also planted the seeds that would influence my humour, introducing me to Monty Python, Benny Hill, and MAD magazine just to name a few.

His biggest influence on me was introducing me to music. He played several instruments extremely well (Not just in a cool, my uncle plays guitar in a rock band kinda way. This guy was kick-ass talented) and had a vinyl collection that would rival most anyone's iTunes playlist today.

I have fond memories of sitting on the floor in his living room, surrounded by record albums. I would pick an album, likely based on the album cover artwork, and he would slide the record from the sleeve, place it on the turntable, and after a brief moment of consideration, place the needle perfectly in the groove between songs, selecting a song that could pull the heart with a chord progression, stir the feet to tapping or dancing, or send you on a journey in your imagination. The Stones, The Who, and Zeppelin. Yes, Jethro Tull and Pink Floyd. The blues, classical, early punk, folk, and even country music (the real, outlaw stuff, before the poppy, twangy stuff you hear today).

He took me to my first concert, Rod Stewart. I still remember spikey-haired Rod kicking soccer balls into the crowd at the end of his show, like it happened last week.

When I was 18 my uncle drowned, dragged from the world by a strong river current as he tried to save a kid who fell into the rushing waters.

Whenever I hear Even In The Quietest Moments I think of my uncle. From the first delicate song notes, I slip back in my mind and fondly remember carefree afternoons that bled into evenings, just hanging out with him, playing music, listening to music, and learning small lessons about life - hurt and heartache, love and joy - through song.



On a less somber note, the Ray Lamontange song Hold You in My Arms always reminds me of the birth of our daughter, our first child. A very good friend of mine collected all the photos and video footage from the day my little girl was born, and the days following, and made my wife and I a beautiful DVD. There is a sequence he put together about half way through, a slideshow of photos interlaced with short camera phone video clips, of my daughter being held, cradled in the arms of family, friends, and us. That song plays complete, through the sequence. It is beautifully timed and edited, and is something we all watch still on occasion, our kids on our laps and cuddling.



This last song I will post I heard for the first time while honeymooning with my wife in Italy.
We were meandering through Tuscany in the autumn, very much in love and drinking life straight from the wine bottle.

We had found accommodations at a charming, rustic farmhouse just outside Montepulciano, where we decided to stay a few days to explore the region. We became friends with the owners, and spent one incredible day helping them in their orchard, harvesting olives. Later that evening, after a wonderful meal with our hosts, we all relaxed on their patio, drinking wine, listening to music, and getting to know one another. As night fell, a bit of light from a window spilling onto the flagstones, our new friends lit candles in small, hanging papier-mâché lanterns that ringed the patio. Stars were strewn across the sky. The night was scintillating, romantic.

I remember with great clarity, as if it it all happened yesterday, looking up and seeing my wife dancing by herself, a little drunk with chianti and perhaps love, caught up in the music, the moment. She was simultaneously provocative and demure, fragile and spirited, with her easy, welcoming smile, quiet determination, and mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

La Flaca, by Jarabe de Palo was playing. I can still see the small, swollen scratches on her arms from picking olives, the colours of her dress in candlelight, hear the shush of her bare feet as she spun and flitted around the patio. I remember thinking this girl is the most amazing woman I had ever known, that I never loved someone as much as I loved her, and that I would do anything for her - give my life for her even. In those few minutes I fell in love all over again with her, or perhaps just deeper in it.

Whenever I hear that song I am immediately taken back to that night, as if anchored in the soil of the Italian countryside, like old olive trees. If I close my eyes and relax, I can see her dancing, see her hair fall about her shoulders as she laughs. Sometimes, I even feel the Tuscan night breeze on my face.


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One that has been pulling at my heartstrings lately...

A very beautiful song, indeed...

Isn't every goodbye a chance to become
A bittersweet memory for someone
Don't you ever look back with regret
Share with me a moment for all time
In a corner of your mind

David Nail - Clouds
 
Emerson40 said:
I had an uncle, my mother's youngest brother, who played a big part in my young life.
I was still in short pants when my father slipped the confines of parental responsibility, and it was my uncle who stepped up and helped my mother with the kids. He was cool, patient and fair, rode a motorcycle, was a strong son of a gun, both in body and spirit, and loved his nephews and niece like his own kids. He taught me so much, was a father figure and a fine example of a proper, decent man at a time in my life when I needed a role model most. Besides showing me how to respect, behave around, and treat women (by his example), and become a responsible young fella, he taught me how to fish, cook, shoot a gun, skin a rabbit, and plant and grow a garden. He also planted the seeds that would influence my humour, introducing me to Monty Python, Benny Hill, and MAD magazine just to name a few.

His biggest influence on me was introducing me to music. He played several instruments extremely well (Not just in a cool, my uncle plays guitar in a rock band kinda way. This guy was kick-ass talented) and had a vinyl collection that would rival most anyone's iTunes playlist today.

I have fond memories of sitting on the floor in his living room, surrounded by record albums. I would pick an album, likely based on the album cover artwork, and he would slide the record from the sleeve, place it on the turntable, and after a brief moment of consideration, place the needle perfectly in the groove between songs, selecting a song that could pull the heart with a chord progression, stir the feet to tapping or dancing, or send you on a journey in your imagination. The Stones, The Who, and Zeppelin. Yes, Jethro Tull and Pink Floyd. The blues, classical, early punk, folk, and even country music (the real, outlaw stuff, before the poppy, twangy stuff you hear today).

He took me to my first concert, Rod Stewart. I still remember spikey-haired Rod kicking soccer balls into the crowd at the end of his show, like it happened last week.

When I was 18 my uncle drowned, dragged from the world by a strong river current as he tried to save a kid who fell into the rushing waters.

Whenever I hear Even In The Quietest Moments I think of my uncle. From the first delicate song notes, I slip back in my mind and fondly remember carefree afternoons that bled into evenings, just hanging out with him, playing music, listening to music, and learning small lessons about life - hurt and heartache, love and joy - through song.
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I felt your entire post was amazing. The love you shared for your wife and little girl. However, this part was just one of the most profound things I've ever read here.

I felt the hurt, heartache, love,and joy in every word. Your uncle was truly a remarkable man, gone too soon, and you are so very blessed to have known him.

Thank you for sharing the story of him. It was most touching and sincere, such an honorable recollection of a man that you held dear. It was so wonderful to see someone remembered this way.
 
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"Gymnopedie no 1"

It was used as the background music to a psychological audio-play that I heard in the radio when I was quite young.

I connect it with desperate loneliness now, and it still scares me.
 
Cumference said:
"Gymnopedie no 1"

It was used as the background music to a psychological audio-play that I heard in the radio when I was quite young.

I connect it with desperate loneliness now, and it still scares me.
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That piece kind of freaks me out too for some reason, and I wasn't part of that experiment, I don't think.

For some reason it is generally classical music that brings me the emotional shivers and eyes welling with tears. Some are very schmaltzy things, some have religious overtones (and I'm agnostic on a good day), but the ones that always move me include these:

  • Mendelssohn Symphony #5 (the Reformation): the last movement, when the melody of "Our Might Fortress is Our God" comes with the flute, and then at the end again. I'm getting shivers now thinking of it.
  • Beethoven Symphony #6 (Pastoral): Last movement. Only because there was a silly kid's show that used this theme in their opening, and it was the first time as a child I recognized a melody in a piece of classical music and it had a big influence on me at the time.
  • Tchaikovsky Piano Concerto #1, last movement
  • Rachmaninov Piano Concerto #3 in D minor, first movement
  • The song "Falling Slowly" from the film "Once"

(Edit: just reading further back in the thread; I see I am not alone in loving "Falling Slowly"!)
 
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