What Are You Listening to Now 7.0

At first, I thought you were referring to these guys. Excellent homegrown band 👏👏👏
@Sweet_Lara - the (much ;) ) younger frosty band is called Frost* (the asterisk is part of their name) and are out of the UK.

As @litfan10 said, this release is particularly good. I've seen them live, and they weren't playing to this standard at that time.
 
While I love all the Frost* output I particularly love this one - even if they lost drummer Craig Blundell on this one
@litfan10 yep, it's definitely a cut above their previous output.

This is the "Deluxe edition", and contains both - a regular track, and an instrumental-only version of each track. Very cool - I'm busy re-arranging the play sequence so I can listen to the 2 versions of each track back-to-back.
 
David Minasian : The Sound of Dreams


I urge you to give this a listen - it's very good! (But listen to the whole album. This isn't song-oriented stuff, it's a complete body of work.)

 

Батько наш – Бандера, Україна – мати,
– Our father is Bandera, Ukraine is our mother,
Ми за Україну будем воювати!
– We will fight for Ukraine!
Батько наш – Бандера, Україна – мати,
– Our father is Bandera, Ukraine is our mother,
Ми за Україну будем воювати!
– We will fight for Ukraine!

Ой, у лісі, лісі, під дубом зеленим,
– Oh, in the forest, in the forest, under the Green Oak,
Там лежить повстанець тяженько ранений.
– There lies the rebel tyazhenko wounded.
Ой, у лісі, лісі, під дубом зеленим,
– Oh, in the forest, in the forest, under the Green Oak,
Там лежить повстанець тяженько ранений.
– There lies the rebel tyazhenko wounded.
Ой, лежить він, лежить, терпить тяжкі муки,
– Oh, he lies, lies, suffers heavy torments,
Без лівої ноги, без правої руки.
– No left leg, no right arm.
Ой, лежить він, лежить, терпить тяжкі муки,
– Oh, he lies, lies, suffers heavy torments,
Без лівої ноги, без правої руки.
– No left leg, no right arm.

Батько наш – Бандера, Україна – мати,
– Our father is Bandera, Ukraine is our mother,
Ми за Україну будем воювати!
– We will fight for Ukraine!
Батько наш – Бандера, Україна – мати,
– Our father is Bandera, Ukraine is our mother,
Ми за Україну будем воювати!
– We will fight for Ukraine!

Як прийшла до нього рідна мати його,
– How did his own mother come to him,
Плаче і ридає, жалує його.
– He cries and sobs, feels sorry for him.
Як прийшла до нього рідна мати його,
– How did his own mother come to him,
Плаче і ридає, жалує його.
– He cries and sobs, feels sorry for him.
Мами ж наші, мами, не плачте за нами,
– Our mothers, mothers, do not cry for us,
Не плачте за нами гіркими сльозами.
– Don’t cry bitter tears for us.
Ой, сину ж мій, сину, вже навоювався,
– Oh, my son, my son, already navoyavsya,
Без правої ручки, без ніжки зостався.
– No right handle, no leg left.

Батько наш – Бандера, Україна – мати,
– Our father is Bandera, Ukraine is our mother,
Ми за Україну будем воювати!
– We will fight for Ukraine!
Батько наш – Бандера, Україна – мати,
– Our father is Bandera, Ukraine is our mother,
Ми за Україну будем воювати!
– We will fight for Ukraine!

А ми з москалями та й не в згоді жили,
– And we with Muscovites and did not live in harmony,
На самого Петра у бій ми вступили.
– On Peter himself, we entered the battle.
Москалі тікали, аж лапті губили,
– Muscovites ran away, already lost bast shoes,
А наші за ними постріли били.
– And our shots were fired after them.
Москалі тікали, аж лапті губили,
– Muscovites ran away, already lost bast shoes,
А наші за ними постріли били.
– And our shots were fired after them.

Батько наш – Бандера, Україна – мати,
– Our father is Bandera, Ukraine is our mother,
Ми за Україну будем воювати!
– We will fight for Ukraine!
Батько наш – Бандера, Україна – мати,
– Our father is Bandera, Ukraine is our mother,
Ми за Україну будем воювати!
– We will fight for Ukraine!

Ой, як мати сина свого поховала
– Oh, how the mother buried her son
На його могилі слова написала
– I wrote the words on his grave
Ой, як мати сина свого поховала
– Oh, how the mother buried her son
На його могилі слова написала
– I wrote the words on his grave
На його могилі слова написала:
– I wrote the words on his grave:
Слава Україні! Всім героям слава!
– Glory To Ukraine! Glory to all heroes!
На його могилі слова написала:
– I wrote the words on his grave:
Слава Україні! Всім героям слава!
– Glory To Ukraine! Glory to all heroes!
 
What were you listening to?

My favorite album is Vitalogy, which I think is perfection from beginning to end.
Don't much care for Backspacer.

Maybe I should feel old, I've loved PJ since their beginning, but instead I'll just be happy to have known their music for all these years and how much happiness they've brought me.
I just browsed on Youtube really, might check some albums later, :)
 
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