Waimanalo Blues (feat. Tavana, Kawika Kahiapo & Lopoka Colon Jr.)

Описание: What happens when you mix a a bluegrass "pick" with a Hawaiian backyard Kanikapila jam? Hawaiian Grass is a collection of my favorite Hawaiian songs from over the last century performed by bluegrass and slack key musicians. All songs were recorded in the same tempos and keys as the original recordings, however, the "feel" was changed to give it a more "Appalachian" bluegrass sort of feel. The chords and melodies are more complex than many of the standard bluegrass tunes. "Waimanalo Blues" is a protest song originally titled "Nanakuli Blues" written by Thor Wold and Liko Martin in 1971 during the Hawaiian Renaissance, later localized to Waimanalo by the band Country Comfort for their 1974 album "We Are the Children". The song expresses concerns about the increasing development and tourism in Hawaiʻi, advocating for the protection of Indigenous Hawaiian lands and culture. Thor Wold and Liko Martin, both involved in the Hawaiian Renaissance movement, wrote the song initially for Nānākuli. The song emerged from the activism surrounding the eviction of Native Hawaiians and farmers in the Kalama Valley in 1971. Liko Martin was known for his politically charged songs that blended traditional Hawaiian music with powerful lyrical messages. The band Country Comfort, a group from Waimānalo, asked for the composers' blessing to record the song and change its focus from Nānākuli to their hometown of Waimānalo. Wind's gonna blow, so I'm gonna go down on the road again Starting where the mountains left me, I'm up where I began Where I will go, the wind only knows good time's around the bend Get in my car, goin' too far, never comin' back again Tired and worn, I woke up this mornin', found that I was confused Spun right around and found I had lost the things that I couldn't lose The beaches they sell to build their hotels, my father's and I once knew Birds all along sunlight at dawn, singing Waimanalo blues Down on the road with mountains so old, far on the countryside Birds on the wing forget in a while So I'm headed for the windward side And all of your dreams, sometimes it just seems that I'm just along for the ride Some they will cry because they have pride for someone who's loved here died The beaches they sell to build their hotels, my father's and I once knew Birds all along sunlight at dawn, singing Waimanalo blues Singing Waimanalo blues Singing Waimanalo blues Singing Waimanalo blues Singing Waimanalo blues Singing Waimanalo blues