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就快45岁的Loreena McKennitt , 出生于加拿大缅省草原地区的曼尼托巴湖(Manitoba)乡间,是加拿大著名的爱尔兰竖琴演奏家、键盘手,以及歌手。Loreena 青年时代的梦想是成为一名兽医,并且最终进入Winnipeg 的一所大学就读相关课程。但是在80年,当Loreena 第一次接触到爱尔兰音乐时,她毅然放弃了学业, 并且在81年搬到了安省的Stratford,加入了那里的莎士比亚艺术节的演出,从此开始了在乐坛20余年的音乐生涯。
Loreena学了十年的古典钢琴,也有五年的声乐训练经验,并具有丰富的舞台与戏剧历练。她一直在探索居尔特传统中那种抒情、隽永的传达方式,而基於本身的文学素养,Loreena常以叶慈(Yeats)、布莱克(Blake)等文学巨匠的诗作入歌,时而也以自身对英伦文化的体验为起点,融入爵士、东方音乐等不同的旋律风味,延伸创造出让人回味无穷的的作品。
Loreena McKennitt 的音乐绝大部分为其自己创作,题材大多涉及爱尔兰文化及生活。所以,如果你是Celtic 音乐的爱好者,Loreena McKennitt 是个不错的开始。目前,Loreena McKennitt 拥有自己的唱片公司,名为 Quinlan Road (Quinlan Road 是其小时候家门口的那条路)。
「Elemental」是Loreena McKennitt於1985年推出的首张专辑,她对於神话传说与诗歌,有一份独特的、细微雅致的音乐诠释,很快就让乐迷为之神魂颠倒,特别是她专业优美的竖琴演奏,更是超乎水准,教人不敢相信她在推出首张专辑之前仅有二年的演奏经验。「Elemental」是Loreena初试啼声之作,同时也是Quinlan Road制作公司的创业作。loreena独资成立了Quinlan Road,此後的专辑也一直是自己制作,充分展现她在歌唱、竖琴演奏上的天份,她的曲风清新动人,并且将最受喜爱的传统居尔特歌谣进行编曲制作,让人印象深刻。
《The Mummers’ Dance 》描写的是春季Stratford 的一个夜晚,婆娑的树叶衬托蓝色的天空,随着风而摇摆的树枝条,好像是一群人在默默的不停的舞蹈。The Mummers’ Dance 的歌词灵感来自于Loreena 自己1985年的一段读书笔记。歌曲中大量运用了风笛、手鼓、小提琴、竖琴等乐器,为歌曲增色不少,可是该首歌曲又不太像传统的Celtic 风格,或许这也正是她的魅力所在吧。《The Mummers’ Dance》 是Loreena 最出名的一首歌曲,在Billboard 上有过相当不错的成绩,这对一个民乐歌手来说是不太容易的。
相关歌词
《The dark night of the soul 》
Upon a darkened night
the flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright
I fled my house while all in quiet rest
Shrouded by the night
and by the secret stair I quickly fled
The veil concealed my eyes
while all within lay quiet as the dead
Chorus
Oh night thou was my guide
oh night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover
to the beloved one
transforming each of them into the other
Upon that misty night
in secrecy, beyond such mortal sight
Without a guide or light
than that which burned so deeply in my heart
That fire t''was led me on
and shone more bright than of the midday sun
To where he waited still
it was a place where no one else could come
Chorus
Within my pounding heart
which kept itself entirely for him
He fell into his sleep
beneath the cedars all my love I gave
And by the fortress walls
the wind would brush his hair against his brow
And with its smoothest hand
caressed my every sense it would allow
Chorus
I lost myself to him
and laid my face upon my lovers breast
And care and grief grew dim
as in the mornings mist became the light
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
《The mystic''s dream》
A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It''s there that my heart is longing
All for the love of you
A painting hangs on an ivy wall
Nestled in the emerald moss
The eyes declare a truce of trust
Then it draws me far away
Where deep in the desert twilight
Sand melts in pools of the sky
Darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home
And so it''s there my homage''s due
Clutched by the still of the night
Now I feel you move
And every breath is full
So it''s there my homage''s due
Clutched by the still of the night
Even the distance feels so near
All for the love of you
A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It''s there that my heart is longing
All for the love of you
《The Mummers'' Dance》
When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair
When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light
Chorus:
We''ve been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay
Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year
The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days
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