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Josh Ritter (born October 21, 1976) is an American singer-songwriter, guitarist and author who performs and records with The Royal City Band. Ritter is known for his distinctive Americana style and narrative lyrics. In 2006 he was named one of the "100 Greatest Living Songwriters" by Paste magazine.
Ritter was born and raised in Moscow, Idaho, a college town in the north central part of the state. As a teenager, after hearing Johnny Cash and Bob Dylan’s “Girl from the North Country” on his parents' copy of Nashville Skyline, he attempted to write songs on a lute that his father had built, before abandoning the lute and buying his first guitar at K-Mart.
Ritter graduated from Moscow High School in 1995 and attended Oberlin College in Ohio to study neuroscience, but later changed his major to the self-created "American History Through Narrative Folk Music". At the age of 21 Josh recorded his first album Josh Ritter at a recording studio on campus. After graduating, Josh moved to Scotland to attend the School of Scottish Folk Studies for six months. Josh then moved back to Idaho for a few months, before moving to Providence, Rhode Island, then Somerville, Massachusetts, where he worked temporary jobs and played at open mic nights. During this time, Ritter sold copies of his album and was spotted by Glen Hansard and his band The Frames, who invited him to return with them to Ireland. As an early sign of his success to come, Ritter found on the trip to Ireland that his album sold particularly well at open mics there. With the money from merchandise sales, Ritter was eventually able to quit his day job and devote himself to music full-time.
Josef Locke was the stage name of Joseph McLaughlin (23 March 1917 – 15 October 1999), an Irish tenor. He was successful in the United Kingdom and Ireland in the 1940s and 1950s.
Born in Derry, he was the son of a butcher and cattle dealer, and one of nine children. He started singing in local churches in the Bogside at the age of seven, and as a teenager added two years to his age to enlist in the Irish Guards, later serving abroad with the Palestine Police Force, before returning in the late 1930s to join the Royal Ulster Constabulary.
Known as The Singing Bobby, he became a local celebrity before starting to work the UK variety circuit, where he played 19 seasons in the northern English seaside resort of Blackpool. The renowned Irish tenor John McCormack (1884–1945) advised him that his voice was better suited to a lighter repertoire than the operatic one he had in mind, and urged him to find an agent—thus he found the noted impresario Jack Hylton (1892–1965) who booked him, but couldn't fit his full name on the bill, thus Joseph McLaughlin became Josef Locke.
Jessye Norman (born September 15, 1945) is an American opera singer. Norman is a well-known contemporary opera singer and recitalist, and is among some of the most highly successful performers in classical music. A dramatic soprano, Norman is associated in particular with the Wagnerian repertoire, and with the roles of Sieglinde, Ariadne, Alceste, and Leonore.
Jessye Mae Norman was born on September 15, 1945 in Augusta, Georgia to Silas Norman, an insurance salesman, and Janie King-Norman, a school teacher. She was one of five children in a family of amateur musicians; her mother and grandmother were both pianists, her father a singer in a local choir. Norman's mother insisted that she start piano lessons at an early age. Norman attended Charles T. Walker Elementary School, A.R. Johnson Junior High School, and Lucy C. Laney Senior High School, all in downtown Augusta.
Kathleen Deanna Battle (born August 13, 1948), is an African-American operatic soprano known for her agile and light voice and her silvery, pure tone. Battle initially became known for her work within the concert repertoire through performances with major orchestras during the early and mid 1970s. She made her opera debut in 1975. Battle expanded her repertoire into lyric soprano and coloratura soprano roles during the 1980s and early 1990s. Although she no longer appears in operas, she remains active in concert and recital performances.
Battle was born in Portsmouth, Ohio, USA, the youngest of seven children. Her father was a steelworker, and her mother was an active participant in the gospel music of the family's African Methodist Episcopal church. Battle attended Portsmouth High School where her music teacher and mentor was Charles P. (Phil) Varney. In a Time Magazine interview with music critic Michael Walsh, he recalled first hearing the eight-year old Battle sing, describing her as "this tiny little thing singing so beautifully." "I went to her later", Varney recalled, "and told her God had blessed her, and she must always sing." In that same interview, Walsh described Battle as "the best lyric coloratura in the world".
By townes van zandt
It's plain to see, the sun won't shine today
But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway
Maybe I'll go insane
I got to stop the pain
Or maybe I'll go down to see kathleen.
A swallow comes and tells me of her dreams
She says she'd like to know just what they mean
I feel like I could die
As I watch her flying by
Ride the north wind down to see kathleen.
Stars hang high above, the oceans roar
The moon is come to lead me to her door
There's crystal across the sand
And the waves, they take my hand.
Soon I'm gonna see my sweet kathleen.
When no one cares for you
You're made of straw
No appointments to keep
No human law
When no one cares for you
You're made of straw
You're living on borrowed time
You can't do nothing right
You can't commit a crime
When no one cares for you
Well honey you're made of straw
Your love Kathleen is for someone
That I swear I could have been
When no one cares for you
You're made of straw
You can't do nothing right
You can't uphold a law
Kathleen : to pan and terry
Blown like a leaf on a warm summer breeze
A vision approached me as cool as you please
With her strawberry hair and a wink in her eye
To say I was smitten would not be a lie
Gathering courage I started to speak
To ask of her name but my heart felt too weak
Like I'd gone to heaven before I had died
I mumbled the question she calmly replied 'kathleen'
Well I remember my first motorbike
With her riding pillion I'd not heard the like
Of her giggles and squeels as we leaned left and right
And feeling her arms round my chest holding tight
Whilrwind romances were never my speed
But this one took off like a runaway steed
When she said she was having the time of her life
I knew then this vision would soon be my wife, kathleen
Oh kathleen the memories you've left me
They'll be with me through all of my days
Thinking there's safety in numbers no doubt
Acounts for the fact that the wholw town turned out
To behold how serenely she walked down the aisle
But trembled and blushed as I kissed her sweet smile
Picnics on beaches and punts on the lake
Luck seemed to serve us a slice of life's cake
That was more than enought to sustain us through years
When laughter would somehow give way to some tears kathleen
Oh kathleen the memories you've left me
They'll be with me through all of my days
Then at the ball she looked ever so sweet
Heavy with child but still light on her feet
Every head turned our way as we whirled o'er the floor
And I love her more than I'd loved her before
(instrumental)
Two caring children siobhan and marie
A grand little grandchild to bounce on my knee
They're a fine testimonial to all that was right
In keeping our candle of love burning bright, kathleen
Now as my life nears it's own eventide
It's almost as though she were here by my side
Such a presence an aura so perfectly made
(written by townes van zandt)
Strange to see, the sun don't shine today
But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway
Maybe I'll go insane, got to stop the pain
Maybe I'll go down to see kathleen
Swallow comes, tells me her dreams
Says she'd like to know just what they mean
Feel like I could die as I watch her flying by
Riding the north wind down to see kathleen
Stars hang high with the ocean roar
The moon has come to lead me to a door
It's crystal `cross the sand, the waves they take my hand
Soon I'm gonna see my sweet kathleen
Soon I'm gonna see my sweet kathleen
All the other girls here are stars
You are the northern lights
They try to shine in through your curtain
You're too close and too bright
They try and they try
But everything that they do
Is the ghost of a trace
Of a pale imitation of you
I'll be the one to
Drive you back home Kathleen
This party was made with the night air
And the chance that a smile
Will wind its way from your face
To one of the boys in your line
You act like you're hip to their tricks
And you're strong
But a virgin Wurlitzer heart
Never once had a song
I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen
And I'll have you back by break of day
I'm going your way anyway
And if you'd like to come along
I'll be yours for a song
I know you are waiting
And I know that it is not for me
But I'm here and I'm ready
And I've saved you the passenger seat
I won't be your last dance
Just your last goodnight
Every heart is a package tangled up in knots
Someone else tied
I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen
Comin' round the bend
Oh, comin' round the bend
So crawl up your trellis
And quietly back into your room
And I'll coast down the length of your drive
By the light of the moon
And the next time we meet's
A new kind of hello
Both our hearts have a secret
Only both of us know
'Bout the night that I
I was sitting with a bloody head
Ourside of X
At the Berekely Square
In my proud boy dumbness
Half drunk, half sexed
Half conscious
Lenny said "Shouldn't you check it?"
I said "checking is for wimps"
So I flew into the hedge
Up and and above
Looking at the blue skies below
Flying like a dove
I was head over heels
When I hit the manhole cover
Kathleen walked up said "You alright?"
No I'm in pain duh
Well sleavless shirts
And catholic school skirts
Small girls big cars,
For me it's the oher way around
She said "Just show me where it hurts"
I said you can pick me up and take me home
Or just join me on the ground
And we could have some kids
If we're lucky they'll be gay
And we could be proud parents
In the pride parade
I swear I almost cry
Every year that they go by
If I'd only been a girl instead of a guy
Jenny, raise Kathleen in the eyes of God; that way you'll
take comfort when I fail her. 'Cause I'm not the kind to
try to teach The Fella's Word. Last week I mailed some
cards I guess you couldn't read. But the truth is I could
use this pressure.... Entertaining kids shooting up at
clubs is no way to spend the night I turn twenty-nine. So
far we've made a whole lotta graves. And I don't have the
strength to dig all those holes. But the truth is I could
use that pressure. Jenny, make sure he's keeping up his
vows; that way he'll have something when he falls apart.
I never seem to catch the three of you at once from those
pay phones I can't hear shit on anyway. But the truth is
he could use some pressure.... And the lamb lies with the
lion I've learned for sure. But the lion lies to the lamb
When no one cares for you You're made of straw No appointments to keep No human law
When no one cares for you You're made of straw You're living on borrowed time You can't do nothing right You can't commit a crime
When no one cares for you Well honey you're made of straw
Your love Kathleen is for someone That I swear I could have been
When no one cares for you You're made of straw You can't do nothing right You can't uphold a law
It's plain to see, the sun won't shine today
but I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway
maybe I'll go insane
I got to stop the pain
Or maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen.
A swallow comes and tells me of her dreams
She says she'd like to know just what they mean
I feel like I could die
as I watch her flying by
ride the north wind down to see Kathleen.
Stars hang high above, the oceans roar
the moon is come to lead me to her door
There's crystal across the sand
and the waves, they take my hand.
Soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen.
If I don't laugh, I'll cry
At all the years going by
Why is it so hard
To say your name tonight
This little room we called home
These things I thought that we owned
And our small piece of the sky
Oh, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Oh Kathleen
All of the stars in the sky
Went out one by one, the day you said goodbye
I still can see your face
Kathleen all of this got in our way
And left us always waiting for the day
When things were gonna change
And life would re-arrange for us
Oh Kathleen
You're still the same to me
Where was that place in the sun
We used to chase then would run from it
Well since you're gone I'm done
With it for good
Oh, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Oh Kathleen
All of the stars in the sky
Went out one by one the day you said goodbye
I still can see your face
Kathleen all of this got in our way
And left us always waiting for the day
When things were gonna change
And life would re-arrange for us
Oh Kathleen, oh Kathleen