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Bohemian Rhapsody (Vocals Only) | Queen
His voice was actual perfection.
I love this
I have the music so ingrained in my head I couldn’t NOT hear the instruments.
listen with headphones so you can really appreciate everything going on vocally in this song
#eargasm #Queen #sound #mmmmgmggmgghhhhh
#oh dylan thank you for moviekid #Sterek #pfffft #sound
#oh sweet lord #christ on a waterbed #OVARIES NO MORE #tom hiddleston #sound
#Misha Collins #Sound #this always makes me smile
Ode To A Nightingale by John Keats
Read by Benedict Cumberbatch
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
‘Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness, —
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been
Cool’d a long age in the deep-delved earth,
Tasting of Flora and the country green,
Dance, and Provençal song, and sunburnt mirth!
O for a beaker full of the warm South,
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
And purple-stained mouth;
That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,
And with thee fade away into the forest dim:
Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
What thou among the leaves hast never known,
The weariness, the fever, and the fret
Here, where men sit and hear each other groan;
Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,
Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;
Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
And leaden-eyed despairs,
Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.
Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
Already with thee! tender is the night,
And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
Cluster’d around by all her starry Fays;
But here there is no light,
Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
Wherewith the seasonable month endows
The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild;
White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;
Fast fading violets cover’d up in leaves;
And mid-May’s eldest child,
The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Call’d him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
To take into the air my quiet breath;
Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
In such an ecstasy!
Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain —
To thy high requiem become a sod.
Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice I hear this passing night was heard
In ancient days by emperor and clown:
Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
The same that oft-times hath
Charm’d magic casements, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well
As she is fam’d to do, deceiving elf.
Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades
Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
Up the hill-side; and now ‘tis buried deep
In the next valley-glades:
Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?
Boner. A real one.
#poem #benedict cumberbatch #sound #John Keats
#pain #bbc sherlock #pain #pain #pain #Sound
This is the sound of the aurora on Saturn. Pretty eerie, no?
There is no sound in space. Outside planets and stars, molecules are spread out too thin for sound to propagate. It follows, then, that we can’t really hear sounds planets emit into space. But radio waves—electromagnetic waves with wavelengths longer than infrared light—are, as we know, handy for representing sound. And so it makes sense for us to interpret radio waves, whether originally encoding sound or not, as sound. These are radio waves emitted in conjunction with auroras around Saturn’s poles, similar to the northern and southern lights on Earth. They were picked up by the Cassini spacecraft and then interpreted as sound. But the sound was not in the audible range, so it has been downshifted by a factor of 44. And finally, so as not to bore us to death, it has been speeded up by a factor of 22. Realize, then, that many human choices were made in order for us to be able to “listen to space.” But if you can accept that, you can enjoy this.
this makes me feel so tiny and scared
funny story… so I was playing this. in the dark. like two seconds ago. and like three acorns fell on the skylight. freaked me out man. that is scary shit.
#hipster~~~ #space and shit #yessssss #sound #cool
#lady gaga #sound #music #song
Doctor. Are you there? It’s so very dark in here.
I’m here. Hey.
I’ve been looking for a word; a big, complicated word, but so sad. I’ve found it now.
“Alive.” I’m alive.
Alive isn’t sad.
It’s sad when it’s over. I’ll always be here, but this is when we talked, and now even that has come to an end. There’s something I didn’t get to say to you.
No. I just wanted to say. “Hello, Doctor. It’s so very, very nice to meet you.” *sobs*
Please. I don’t want you to.
#doctor who #sound #music #sad #sexy #11th Doctor #my feelings don't know what they're doing
Doctor Who Motivational
Wow this is amazing! Next time I feel down about art or anything I’m going to give this a listen. XD A pick me up from the Doctor, how awesome!
I am so ready for my exam now.
THIS IS SO INSPIRING I AM GOING TO GET OFF TUMBLR RIGHT NOW AND DO WORK
#sound #song #doctor who #my soul is sparkling with joy #inspiration #motivation