The musical is still going strong in Germany, so there is a growing list of singers that has tried to do the role justice over the years. Out of those, lets discount all the tenors ;) Personally, apart from Steve Barton (who also played the count in the German premiere), I think Florian Soyka came pretty close to my definition of "perfect count" (if you don't mind the German language): ruclips.net/video/2FvZWPMUR78/видео.html
Le emozioni che sa comunicare con la sua voce in questo brano... Ne ho ascoltato differenti versioni, bravi cantanti, ma nessuno in grado di toccarmi l'anima come lui.
It is probably for the best. Even Steve Barton wouldn't've managed to save that godawful screenplay. It would've been a very unfortunate note to end his brilliant carier on.
Well alright, no stars tonight The moon must hide can't bear to see my face So many moons have passed So many suns gone down Too much blood under the bridge Too many worlds turned upside down The skies were pure and the fields were green The fading summer, sixteen-seventeen The first time I ever drew blood She was such a beautiful and innocent child She never knew my soul was cursed for good I fought to overcome my thirst I thought I could But when I kissed her lips then I had no control And the furies all ran wild And when I grasped for life I always killed the things for which I yearned I wish to be a flame and reduce to ashes But I have never burned I long to fly in total freedom and yet these chains keep dragging me down I want to be an angel or the devil himself But I am nothing but a creature longing for things I cant have And the split goes through my very soul It´s a wound that never mends Our desires are elusive And the hunger never ends When the world has drawn its final breath And Extinguished all the light There´ll be nothing left But a lifeless wasteland And an endless appetite Nothing left but a soundless heartbeat And a ruthless appetite The preachers daughter let me in her room In seventeen thirty-two, to love me was her doom With her silken blood I wrote a poem of love Upon her ivory skin And the bashful page of Napoleon the Great In eighteen hundred thirteen he stood at the gate When I recall his body I cant help but think To consume him was a sin So many victims washing on the shores an ocean of pure tears So many pleas for mercy, howls of pain Intoxicating fears I used my body just like a bandage I used their bodies just like a wound And Ill never know where they disappeared But I can see them rising up out my memories now Just like the demons rising up from a tomb! And there is no way ever to apologize, repent or make amends No release and no redemption The hunger never ends There are those who believe in science And those who believe in art There are those who believe in power and wealth Or love and matters of the heart There are those who believe in various gods In nations, and knowledge In hell and in heaven The powers of darkness The assumption of the light But I believe in just one god That of endless and insatiable Immoral and destructible And all consuming appetite There is a prediction that I now will make And Im sure it will be right: When the next millennium finally comes The god most worshiped in this world Will be the god of appetite
I challenge anyone to find a voice that has ever lived that matches Steve’s, this man stirs your very soul.
He lived that role - not, that he became it, he WAS it from beginning.
Who was the best Joker?(;
The musical is still going strong in Germany, so there is a growing list of singers that has tried to do the role justice over the years. Out of those, lets discount all the tenors ;) Personally, apart from Steve Barton (who also played the count in the German premiere), I think Florian Soyka came pretty close to my definition of "perfect count" (if you don't mind the German language): ruclips.net/video/2FvZWPMUR78/видео.html
Revisiting this recording because it deserves revisiting often. Sometimes you feel like something is missing. This heals that.
BEST one!
ONLY one....
Le emozioni che sa comunicare con la sua voce in questo brano... Ne ho ascoltato differenti versioni, bravi cantanti, ma nessuno in grado di toccarmi l'anima come lui.
Sad he never played the role on Broadway.
Yes correckt Michael Craford play it but steve barton would be better suited
It is probably for the best. Even Steve Barton wouldn't've managed to save that godawful screenplay. It would've been a very unfortunate note to end his brilliant carier on.
@@borealsullivan5486 Yeah, better die in a cheap hotel room.xD
Irreplaceable!
❤💕❤💕❤💕❤💕❤💕❤💕❤
Maybe Jim’s best singer/performer.
Blood red moon tonight.
rip
I know this was posted four years ago. However I would absolutely love if you’d consider uploading the lyrics to this masterpiece?
Well alright,
no stars tonight
The moon must hide
can't bear to see my face
So many moons have passed
So many suns gone down
Too much blood under the bridge
Too many worlds turned upside down
The skies were pure and the fields were green
The fading summer, sixteen-seventeen
The first time I ever drew blood
She was such a beautiful and innocent child
She never knew my soul was cursed for good
I fought to overcome my thirst I thought I could
But when I kissed her lips then I had no control
And the furies all ran wild
And when I grasped for life
I always killed the things for which I yearned
I wish to be a flame and reduce to ashes
But I have never burned
I long to fly in total freedom
and yet these chains keep dragging me down
I want to be an angel or the devil himself
But I am nothing but a creature longing for things I cant have
And the split goes through my very soul
It´s a wound that never mends
Our desires are elusive
And the hunger never ends
When the world has drawn its final breath
And Extinguished all the light
There´ll be nothing left
But a lifeless wasteland
And an endless appetite
Nothing left but a soundless heartbeat
And a ruthless appetite
The preachers daughter let me in her room
In seventeen thirty-two, to love me was her doom
With her silken blood I wrote a poem of love
Upon her ivory skin
And the bashful page of Napoleon the Great
In eighteen hundred thirteen he stood at the gate
When I recall his body I cant help but think
To consume him was a sin
So many victims washing on the shores
an ocean of pure tears
So many pleas for mercy, howls of pain
Intoxicating fears
I used my body just like a bandage
I used their bodies just like a wound
And Ill never know where they disappeared
But I can see them rising up out my memories now
Just like the demons rising up from a tomb!
And there is no way ever to apologize,
repent or make amends
No release and no redemption
The hunger never ends
There are those who believe in science
And those who believe in art
There are those who believe in power and wealth
Or love and matters of the heart
There are those who believe in various gods
In nations, and knowledge
In hell and in heaven
The powers of darkness
The assumption of the light
But I believe in just one god
That of endless and insatiable
Immoral and destructible
And all consuming appetite
There is a prediction that I now will make
And Im sure it will be right:
When the next millennium finally comes
The god most worshiped in this world
Will be the god of appetite
@@wickedfan811 thank you sm!🫶🏻
all my love for this presure. Unvergotten.
I thought Thomas Borcher at Vienna was the best of the best ... but this version is incredible
Try the German Version....
That last note where he goes from velvet to volcano and back ......it's godly. Ok that seems to be different here. It's in the German Version though.
And the snare drum sneaking in.....steady and relentless, going on as the years go on for a creature that can't die....
Der hat auch auf deutsch gesungen. Noch geiler!