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Rhiannon Giddens - Birmingham Sunday (Official Audio)
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- Опубликовано: 23 фев 2017
- "Birmingham Sunday" from Rhiannon Giddens' 2017 album, 'Freedom Highway,' out now on Nonesuch Records: rhiannongidden...
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What an extraordinary and shocking surprise to find this brilliant and so moving a singer, interpreter. She makes me think of Odetta, Roberta Flack, and even in some certain way Mahalia Jackson and the incomparable Nina Simone. What extraordinary treasures have humanity, far and wide, here, there and everywhere. She is to American music what Lila Downs is to Musica Latina: a voice with seemingly no limits, proud, brash, loving and dedicated to humanity! I am in love.
I concur...
@@kerryevans1562 As do I.....just breath taking......
She makes me think of nobody but her. She seems unique.
Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song.
I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong.
On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine,
And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.
That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun,
And Addie Mae Collins, her number was one.
At an old Baptist church there was no need to run.
And the choirs kept singing of Freedom,
The clouds they were grey and the autumn winds blew,
And Denise McNair brought the number to two.
The falcon of death was a creature they knew,
And the choirs kept singing of Freedom,
The church it was crowded, but no one could see
That Cynthia Wesley's dark number was three.
Her prayers and her feelings would shame you and me.
And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.
Young Carol Robertson entered the door
And the number her killers had given was four.
She asked for a blessing but asked for no more,
And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.
On Birmingham Sunday a noise shook the ground.
And people all over the earth turned around.
For no one recalled a more cowardly sound.
And the choirs kept singing of Freedom.
The Sunday has come and the Sunday has gone.
And we can't do much more than to sing you a song.
We'll sing it so loudly, you better sing along.
And the choirs keep singing of Freedom.
Gracias
Words and music by Richard Farina.
She's a wonderful singer. Like Joan Baez, she sings with America's pain in her heart. And it goes on...Emanuel, Charleston. We need Richard Fařina, more than ever. I remember where I was the day he died. The struggle continues.
This is a gorgeous rendition. Next year it will be 60 years since this horrific event.
Can't listen to this song without crying.
I know. Me too.
57 years ago this day. My heart mourns for these precious girls. Thank you for helping us remember always always.
We were inspired here IN Ireland by the civil rights movement... the choir still
Crys for freedom..
We will overcome...
No justice No peace...
More revelent today than EVER...Greetings from Dublin Ireland brother and sisters Mahalia Jackson lives on...
@@gordonthefreeman
Thanks to Brexit
United Ireland any DAY NOW....
@@gordonthefreeman
I assume you are a troll
Sad little man pathetic attempt at dark humour..
You do realise what this SONG is ABOUT..
@@gordonthefreeman
You are obviously ignorent
Never heard of the Lisbon treaty ?we rejected it...
@@gordonthefreeman there is a difference between wanting to be free of British invasion and oppression and joining the EU !
Wow! Rhiannon's version of this is fantastic! I have always loved Joan Baez's original v version. Both are moving and full of soul and Heart - but in different styles - both perfect to bring us to tears and rage . . .
in this era of manufactured product, this album is truly a treasure. just shows it can still be done. thank you for this gem.
Nice cover but I prefer the original rendition song by Joan Baez .
@@TheRachelphillips73 I agree. I am glad to hear the song performed again by a contemporary artist and it is soulful. But the haunting beauty and grief in the version by Joan Baez is incomparable. Her brother-in-law Richard Farina wrote the lyrics shortly after the bombing.
Rhiannon Giddens you are a precious gift not only to the human race but the black race a lot of us would like to forget what hsappen to our ancestors during the time of slavery but this freedom highway album takes us back and allow us to here our ancestors stories on how it really was thank you for telling our story and the story of our ancestors the world needs to here it and iam proud to know that you are from Greensboro north carolina where i presently live keep doing what your doing.
It's amazing how Rhiannon was able to emerge in this commercial world. Talent and hard work paid off. And a heart as big as the outdoors.
E. R. Bowles. This is a very commercial, Diana Krall, Cassandra Wilson style production from a hugely successful (grammy album of the year) producer
One of the saddest days in the History of the Struggle For Freedom. Thanks for This Wonderful and very Powerful rendition of this song. Lest We Forget. Regards Frank
The Lord has blessed us with her voice! When I'm feeling down it sure helps me to listen to her music!
I wish I could have said that
This song is in my head all the time I absolutely love this women singing she’s so diverse
RIP
Addie Mae Collins
Cynthia Westley
Carole Robertson
Carol Denise McNair
😢
May their memory be eternal. Blessed repose for those beautiful innocents.
Heard her on NPR's "Fresh Air." Wow. Love her music and her voice and her songs and her banjo.
Too many tears in my eyes. I'll try to listen another time. I grew up in St. Louis, Missouri. This story is not hypothetical.
A great version of this classic song.
This woman is exceptional, lovely, lovely voice.
I'm disappointed she left off the last verse.
The men in the forest they once asked of me,
"How many blackberries grow in the blue sea?"
I asked them right back with a tear in my eye,
"How many tall ships in the forest?"
You're right ! Actually can you explain to me this last verse ? Il not sure l got the metaphor right
@@Eldodorussia - I found this on the richardandmimi.com site:
Quote: Tom Paxton, who recently recorded this song with Anne Hills on (2001), says of this verse:
@@nelsongoforth6254 Your response is cut off, and hard to find the relevant part on the site, but I looked this up probably on the same site a few years back. I seem to recall that it is about the unknowingness of some things, which perhaps in this context is about inability to know or understand the depth of human depravity, hatred.
My random playlist, with thousands of songs in it, brought this up right when I was writing about Good Friday and the importance of not sheltering children from the harsh parts of history. It totally changed for the better what I had to say!
I have never heard such an amazing artist as Rihannon Giddens. She is such a national treasure and I am in the hope that she stays on this earth for a very long time because all people need to hear her music and the history and stories she tells through her music and do it in such away that it doesn’t separate us anymore between the races but bring us closer together. Ms. Giddens, God brought you to this earth for a purpose. I love what you’re doing. Your music has a special place in my heart and your voice is the voice of an angel. You are fulfilling a very special purpose. Please keep doing what you’re doing.
I echo your sentiments 100%
She possesses all those familiar voices from different times we remember so well, as our own . Joan , Janis , Mimi ,the list goes on .
wow, what an amazing, heartfelt song.
One of her best. I hope the FREEDOM in Christ.
Beautiful, poignant- what a wonderful talent Rhiannon is- song still holds truth
THANKS FOR PERFORMING IN MEMPHIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Best song ever iv heard, thanx Rhiannon, Greetings from Finland.
This whole album is amazing, but this song hits as hard as any I've ever heard. An astonishing rendition by one of the most powerful voices to come along in a generation.
It's 59 years today. And justice is still delayed for the Fifth Little Girl, Addie Mae's sister, Sarah who survived, but still carries the wounds of the cowardly attack.
Dear Rhiannon, I hope you know how good these songs make me feel.
Amen those sweet precious girls they watch us now in the sweet by and bye amen lord keep mrs. Giddens in ur heart and watch over her because she is a national angel with the voice of a Appalachian angel
National treasure
60 years ago today and the choirs keep singing of freedom.
Beautiful. No justice, no peace. No peace, no rest
Real Pain. Real Expression. Real Story. Thank You Rhiannon!
My word she has a really be-in-generation voice.
Every song I've heard of hers could have been from 40 years ago or right now.
Reminds me of sandy denny on this track.
And I'd give my right leg to play one instruments as well as she does. Living legend.
Amazing! May you be blessed abundantly! My family is from Bee Log, NC. Your talent brings me to memories of my Grands home and their love of gospel Appalachia, thank you.
Love your music and I enjoy hearing Francesco play the accordion w u. I never thought that I would enjoying listening to it, Thank u for sharing your amazing talent along w the historical aspect of ur music.
"Birmingham Sunday" is a song written by Richard Fariña and performed by both Fariña and also by his sister-in-law Joan Baez .
I was young when this happened. I think it was the first time I understood there was such hate in the world. This atrocity haunts me to this day. I am 71. Those little girls haunt me to this day. I have fought as a small soldier for human rights much of my life. Those girls were part of the reason.
Rhiannon was a horse-riding Welsh Goddess-Queen in the medieval Mabinogi tales
Rhiannon is absolutely a winner!
Wow this is a real gem!
So soul shaking 🙏🏼☮️❤️
beautiful. Ranks alongside Shirley Collins " Dancing at Whitsun." John Moreton, Norwich
Originally written by Richard Fariña, this is a beautiful version.
Same tune, different lyrics, but also beautiful. Thought you might appreciate. ruclips.net/video/Jf7dIATrtNc/видео.html
Thank you, never knew he wrote it.
Very attractive with a very attractive voice. Love the songs
Beautiful song written by Richard Fariña in 1964.
#NeverForget ✊🏾
Whoa!!! Hokahey!!!
All Earth’s children are looking for freedom. Freedom from political oppression , freedom from domestic abuse, freedom from financial despair , freedom from racism, freedom from loveless arrangements,...... We carry freedom in our souls. If only I had freedom........
September 15, 1963 - a sad day in America
Cuidado con esta mujer. Crea adicción. ❤❤❤❤
As moving as the first time I heard it by Joan Baez and Richard Farina. Part of the soundtrack of the history of the U.S.A. The 'reading' of the children's' names so poignant.
I can't believe singers are still covering this. (I learned it during the heyday of the Civil Right Movement as a folkier version.) We need to learn and move on, but we also need never to forget. And I like the blues-y take!
Rhiannon your so unique!!!!! You are such a treasure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thomas Webb agreed
Such a beautiful song that should have never needed to be sung.
Addie Mae Collins, Denise McNair, Carole Robertson, and Cynthia Wesley.
I didn't realize that was today :/
Is that a rocking chair in the beginning?
Not as haunting as Joan Baez version but still thought provoking
JOAN BAEZ
Both renditions have their own beauty.
John Baez NOT!
So bad
Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song. I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong. On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine, And the choirs kept singing of Freedom. That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun, And Addie Mae Collins, her number was one. At an old Baptist church there was no need to run. And the choirs kept singing of Freedom, The clouds they were grey and the autumn winds blew, And Denise McNair brought the number to two. The falcon of death was a creature they knew, And the choirs kept singing of Freedom, The church it was crowded, but no one could see That Cynthia Wesley's dark number was three. Her prayers and her feelings would shame you and me. And the choirs kept singing of Freedom. Young Carol Robertson entered the door And the number her killers had given was four. She asked for a blessing but asked for no more, And the choirs kept singing of Freedom. On Birmingham Sunday a noise shook the ground. And people all over the earth turned around. For no one recalled a more cowardly sound. And the choirs kept singing of Freedom. The men in the forest they once asked of me, How many black berries grew in the Blue Sea. And I asked them right with a tear in my eye. How many dark ships in the forest? The Sunday has come and the Sunday has gone. And I can't do much more than to sing you a song. I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong. And the choirs keep singing of Freedom.
Wow...so incredibly beautiful and poignant.