‘#5xTypical’ is a series of music based interviews with musicians by Karen van Gilst. What do musicians listen to? While cleaning, during sexy time or when working out? Do they have specific songs for specific moments? Or do they listen to music to influence their emotions?
"The vinyl, which I confiscated feels like one of mine now. I listened to it endlessly and still I’m touched by he beautiful dark and sad voice." - Hermine Deurloo (Harmonica)
It only takes a few seconds before I feel like I’m in the bus again, on tour with the Willem Breuker Collective. I’m racing on the highway true the Nederlands, Belgium and finally the small roads in France. The fields go by, small villages, staring out of the car window. I feel a strong sense of freedom, in that moment, there is nothing else. This song brings me back to that time. I listened to it a lot at the time, and all the other work of Morricone.
I think I fall for the whistling and crazy voice in the beginning, both real, authentic. I never heard it like this before.
I listened endlessly to all the work of Nick Drake. And even though there is no further reason to do so, when I hear this song, I cry sometimes. It reminds me of people who are no longer there, the once I miss. Or the heartbreak from the past.
Probability Cloud, never boring. I put it on whenever, wherever. When I’m at home or driving a car. His sound, his choices are never fake. He doesn’t use jazz cliches, he stripped all of that. That’s what inspires me. This song also reminds me of a beautiful moody and rainy day, lovely melancholy.
This is a song of the vinyl my father got my mother in high-school, at the beginning of their loving relationship. It has a beautiful text on it from my father to my mother.
The vinyl, which I confiscated, feels like one of mine now. I listened to it endlessly and still I’m touched by he beautiful dark and sad voice. As a child I found it fascinating to hear the public and falling of the drinking glasses. All the background noise. Her piano playing is quite distinctive, not really jazz but with a classic touché.
Everyone knows the song but this version is my favorite, I never heard a better one. She gives it, like always, her own sound and sings rather subdued.
In the moments I just can’t wrap my head around music, or lost the way to go for myself momentarily, I listen to Miles Davis. This song is my favorite, honest and lovely without fake decorations.
I’m not just particularly a fan of Sibelius, but I have a weakness for this piece. I’ve heard it in a the Concertgebouw once, in Amsterdam. Amazing! When I was younger I had extreme high’s and low’s, less nowadays I’m glad to say. But I still get a kick when I listen tho this.
The main melody is moving, underneath it the majestic trombone. It ends in ominous and strange. Volume 10 please!
I used to live in an Amsterdam working class neighborhood and sometimes the neighbors had fights. Musically! I’m sure you guessed it already; sunday afternoons often consist of battles of who could make the most noice. When I was really mad I put this song on, really loud, and joined them. I really don’t know if they heard it at all, but I hope so.