Alone
From childhood's hour I have not been / As others were; I have not seen / As others saw; I could not bring / My passions from a common spring. / From the same source I have not taken / My sorrow; I could not awaken / My heart to joy at the same tone; / And all I loved, I loved alone. / Then - in my childhood, in the dawn / Of a most stormy life- was drawn / From every depth of good and ill / The mystery which binds me still: / From the torrent, or the fountain, / From the red cliff of the mountain, / From the sun that round me rolled / In it's autumn tint of gold, / From the lightning in the sky / As it passed me flying by, / From the thunder and the storm, / And the cloud that took the form / (When the rest of Heaven was blue) / Of a demon in my view.
edgar allan poe
Vidro Azul ("Blue Glass")
Vidro Azul ("Blue Glass"): its broadcastings began in RUC-Radio University of Coimbra, later extending to Radio Radar, and now on Radio SBSR. In its two-hour duration, this author’s project explores melancholic sonorities also experimenting, boundarylessly, with beautiful ethereal landscapes. Through several genres ranging from folk, glitch, indietronica, neoclassical, ambient, jazz, indie pop, minimal among others, themes are blended in an intentional attempt to create a coherent harmony.
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