An Die Musik, Schubert - Dietrich Fischer Dieskau (by Drelnis)
I can’t ever even make it through listening to a recording of this damn song without really bawling. It’s so simple, so joyous and free and giving, so utterly thankful. It just rips me into little pieces.
WHAT THE SHIT WAS THAT
I WAS CUT OFF FROM MY SUPPLY OF DAVID TENNANT GIFS
DON’T YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN TUMBLR.
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Kathleen Ferrier sings “An die Musik” (by petrof4056)
Elisabeth Schwarzkopf sings “An die Musik” by Schubert (by baritonoguapo)
Dame Janet Baker - Schubert’s An die Musik (by Gabba02)
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Opera legend Camilla Williams, photographed here by Carl Van Vechten in 1946, died on January 29, 2012 at her home in Bloomington, Indiana. Ms. Williams’ debut as Cio-Cio-San in Pucci’s Madama Butterfly” with the New York City Opera on May 15, 1946, was thought to make her the first African American woman to appear with a major U.S. opera company nine years before Marian Anderson’s historic debut at the more prestigious Metropolitan Opera. Ms. Williams sang at the March on Washington in 1963 and at Dr. King’s Nobel Peace Prize ceremony in 1964. A graduate of Virginia State College, Ms. Williams retired from opera in 1971 and taught college in New York before arriving at Indiana University where she remained until her retirement in 1997.
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reblogged from mythologyofblue
“When Jonathan travels abroad,” begins Mina, her grip upon his hand one of steel, “my sister Lucy comes to me. Her body has no substance, not any longer, but she twines her limbs together with mine.”
I like it!
MY GIRLS! ahahah I love them. Seriously one day I’ll write that AU takeoff where Lucy vamps Mina, the two of them suck the blood out of those idiots Harker Sewell et al, and then go off to ravage Europe.I’ll read it! And you might enjoy this, that a good friend wrote for Yuletide a couple years back:
http://yuletidetreasure.org/archive/60/forthe.html
I still want the snake dress SO SO MUCH. Someday I’ll find an excuse (and time and money) to make it.
reblogged from notophelia

