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February 15 2010

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John Dowland, Lachrimae Pavan, classical guitar Nataly Makovskaya

January 03 2010

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Music of Dowland - Lute music


Dowland was an English composer known mostly for his compositions for lute music and his lute songs (single voice and lute).

"In 1597 Dowland published his "First Booke of Songes" in London. This collection of lute-songs was set out in a way that allows performance by a soloist with lute accompaniment or various combinations of singers and instrumentalists.

From 1598 Dowland worked at the court of Christian IV of Denmark, but he continued to publish in London. He returned to England in 1606 and in early 1612 secured a post as one of James I's lutenists. There are no compositions dating from the moment of his royal appointment until his death in London in 1626. While the date of his burial is recorded, the exact date of his death is not known." **%

paintings: Paolo Uccello - (1397-1475)

-"The Princess and the Dragon", c.1470
-"saint George and the Dragon", c.1456

John Dowland - (1563-1626)

- Mr. Knights Galliard - 1'38" +
- the Lady Laitons Almone - 1'19" **
- Orlando sleepeth - 1'24" #
- {A Piece without Title} - 2'32" +
- Galliard - 1'35" **
- Mrs. Winters Jumpp - 0'48" #
- Mistris Whittes thinge - 0'58" **

performed by: Paul O'Dette
lable: Harmonia Mundi

+...8 course lute after Vendelio Venere (1582) by Paul Thomson, Bristol 1991 (unison stringing)
**...8 course lute after Paduan models by Malcolm Prior, London 1984 (octave stringing)
#...Orpharion after Francis Palmer (1617) by Stephen Barber, London 1990


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September 15 2009

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Elizabethan Music

"Come Again",
composed by John Dowland,
interpreted by counter-tenor Russel Oberlin (Rec ~late 50ies)

"Come Again"
Come again, sweet love doth now invite.
Thy graces that refrain, to do me due delight.
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
with thee again in sweetest sympathy.

Come again, that I may cease to mourn.
Through thy unkind disdain, for now left and forlorn.
I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die,
in deadly pain and endless misery.

All the day, the sun that lends me shine,
By frowns do cause me pine, and feeds me with delay.
Her smiles, my springs, that makes, my joys, to grow,
her frowns the winters of my woe.

All the night, my sleeps are full of dreams,
My eyes are full of streams, my heart takes no delight.
To see, the fruits, and joys, that some, do find,
and mark the storms are me assigned.

Out alas, my faith is ever true.
Yet will she never rue, nor yield me any grace.
Her eyes, of fire, her heart, of flint, is made,
whom tears nor truth may once invade.

Gentle love, draw forth thy wounding dart.
Thou canst not pierce her heart, for I that do approve.
By sighs, and tears, more hot, than are, thy shafts,
did tempt while she for triumph laughs.

München/ Munich, 2009-09-15

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