Koop - Beyond the Son (Official Audio)

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  • Опубликовано: 2 май 2018
  • Taken from the album "Koop Islands" (2006).
    ► Stream / Download from your preferred service: smarturl.it/Koop.Islands
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Комментарии • 19

  • @supaxz5357
    @supaxz5357 6 лет назад +13

    First time I heard this I was riding I-95 to the beach. Nice time

  • @TheYoungSuccess
    @TheYoungSuccess 5 лет назад +10

    Love this song to bits. Intimate and beautiful

  • @claire597
    @claire597 3 года назад +9

    Found out about Koop a few months back and listened to all their albums (which is sadly very few D:) at once. This is such an underrated song, it just gives me waves of nostalgia. When I listen to this, I can picture myself as both the person singing and being song to, as myself but 50+ years old, even though I'm only 20 now!

  • @duffrish
    @duffrish 3 года назад +5

    I'm pretty sure I have listened to this 5 times in an hour
    And i still remember why i like to tell me friends about this song

  • @JazzizCafeLoveJazz
    @JazzizCafeLoveJazz 3 года назад +6

    💫 El dúo sueco Koop, formado por Magnus Zingmark y Oscar Simonsson en Uppsala en 1995, publicó cuatro álbumes antes de disolverse en 2008, este "Beyond the Son" con la voz de Earl Zinger, es parte del tercero, "Koop Islands", editado en 2006.
    4️⃣ El cuarto y último de sus álbumes es "Coup de Grâce (Best of Koop 1997-2007)", un recopilatorio editado en 2010. Su música ha sido usada en varias ocasiones en anuncios, vídeojuegos y series de TV.
    #Lounge

  • @a.s.2470
    @a.s.2470 3 года назад +16

    Dear, thanks for your letter
    Sounds like you're living the way you wanted
    And that makes me smile
    No, I hadn't heard Bjorn Borg retired
    Thank God one of us has a finger on an sporting pulse
    No records left to collect your complaint
    Well, Borg, Brolin and an unknown tennis trainer
    Released something recently
    No doubt your contacts in the Stockholm underworld
    Can source that gem
    Got back the other day to find the pub
    On the corner had been burnt down
    A dark London street story, I won't burden you with now
    Determined as I am to write you some life affirming shit
    And not drag you an a regular trawl
    Through the night seas to find what crawls
    Yet I know they're casting their lots to see
    Who can get the old pubs' lease
    And turn it into more luxury flats
    Brick by brick the infiltration has begun
    I feel moved to take a spray can
    And ending step to the boarding
    But as yet I can't think of anything witty
    Or on point enough to be up there
    Yet the drunkards still own the park
    D's still there in your old flat making beats
    And still owns the night
    While this street can still shape shift
    And make you quicken your pace on a late night return
    So I suppose we still have time
    But make no mistake my friend
    I'm sure some barricade somewhere has started calling
    I'm so sorry we missed each other
    When you last came to town
    I heard from Ndeye you sat with her
    Telling stories for three hours while
    And he put some extensions in a client's hair
    She told me about Cuba, cigars and sacred drums
    Of arguments in bars, Dante
    The color of Christ and the only true poet
    The South China Seas
    Remembered Fa Yung, the Buddhist master
    "How can we obtain truth through words?"
    When she quoted your, 'Immature writer's plagiarize
    Mature writers steal"
    I was back in a bar in New York, Lower East Side
    When you shouted that at
    Maybe it was yourself, maybe I wasn't there
    Maybe it's slipped down between the years
    My memory isn't exactly all that now
    But my friend, you definitely have a convert there
    And if you ever need your hair braiding
    And I know that's a long shot then she's your girl
    As my man scratch or maybe Rakim or maybe Monk
    More probably all of them at some stage said
    "You gotta check the new style"
    I'm assuming you are still running
    An old testament blades to hair ratio
    And it hasn't fallen rudely out on you
    If that's the scenario then my sincerest apologies
    Saw Mr. Brenan in the Holloway road yesterday
    Walked past with a bag of potatoes on his shoulders
    I didn't stop him he wouldn't have a clue who the hell I was
    He didn't back then
    When we'd spent month's sleeping on his sofa
    Explaining which one of his son's friends we were
    Well, that's the price you pay
    For any more than six children in the Holloway road area
    I think of you often
    And hope we see each other again as soon as possible
    Until such time may the winds be at your back
    The dice be kind and the gods turn the occasional blind eye
    Sincerely yours
    Beyond the clouds
    Beyond the son
    The rebel without a cause

    • @Imabeatyouman
      @Imabeatyouman 2 года назад +2

      moved enough to take a spray can in hand.. and step to the boarding

  • @diazrene8567
    @diazrene8567 3 года назад +2

    Nostalgia

  • @johnallison6474
    @johnallison6474 3 года назад +3

    Earl Zinger (Rob Gallagher of Galliano) is the reader of the letter on this track!!!

  • @E-daas
    @E-daas 3 месяца назад +3

    2024

  • @hectorreymundo4215
    @hectorreymundo4215 4 года назад +7

    2020?

  • @duffrish
    @duffrish 3 года назад

    Also your songs sound better threw tin

  • @areyouarobot841
    @areyouarobot841 4 года назад +1

    This has got a massive Pink Floyd vibe

    • @AcidHappy
      @AcidHappy Месяц назад

      Any good songs to recommend?