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La forma apresurada con la que España entró en la Comunidad Económica Europea (CEE) entonces y hoy llamada Unión Europea condicionó la debilidad del Estado español dentro de la actual UE. Fuentes del audio: Radio libertad constituyente: https://www.ivoox.com/rlc-2018-01-26-piensa-veras-audios-mp3_rf_23386869_1.html Música: Allegro. BWV 1062. J.S.Bach. --------- - Vía iVoox: haz clic en APOYAR (botón de color azul). - Vía Paypal: https://www.paypal.com/donate?hosted_button_id=Y4WYL3BBYVVY4 - Vía Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/MCRC_es ------------ mcrc.es diariorc.com yonovoto.info Música: Presto. BWV 1056. J.S.Bach. --------- - Vía iVoox: haz clic en APOYAR (botón de color azul). - Vía Paypal: https://www.paypal.com/donate?hosted_button_id=Y4WYL3BBYVVY4 - Vía Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/MCRC_es ------------ mcrc.es diariorc.com yonovoto.info Música: Allegro. BWV 1062. J.S.Bach. --------- - Vía iVoox: haz clic en APOYAR (botón de color azul). - Vía Paypal: https://www.paypal.com/donate?hosted_button_id=Y4WYL3BBYVVY4 - Vía Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/MCRC_es ------------ mcrc.es diariorc.com yonovoto.info

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Folge 291: Nach vier Jahren wird es Bach in Arnstadt zu eng, er bewirbt sich mit Erfolg auf die Organistenstelle der Blasiuskirche in Mühlhausen. War es ein entscheidender beruflicher Aufstieg?

durée : 00:04:32 - Le Bach du matin du samedi 01 novembre 2025 - Pour débuter notre émission ce samedi, nous écoutons la Sonate n°2 en La Maj BWV 1015 : Presto de Jean-Sébastien Bach, avec Michelle Makarski au violon et Keith Jarrett au piano. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 00:08:11 - France Musique est à vous junior du samedi 01 novembre 2025 - par : Gabrielle Oliveira-Guyon - Cette semaine, un nouvel épisode des Contes de la Maison Ronde avec Ulysse et Calypso. Une œuvre de jeunesse de Beethoven, le choix de Hugo sur le répondeur des enfants avec Bach, et dans le labo musical, Nico se demande : comment fabrique-t-on un violon ? Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 00:04:32 - Le Bach du matin du samedi 01 novembre 2025 - Pour débuter notre émission ce samedi, nous écoutons la Sonate n°2 en La Maj BWV 1015 : Presto de Jean-Sébastien Bach, avec Michelle Makarski au violon et Keith Jarrett au piano. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

The covenant God makes in Genesis 9:8–11 is not his most generous covenant, but it is his most inclusive, including all creatures on earth, both humans and animals, until the end of time.Music Credit: J. S. Bach, “Wir eilen mit schwachen, doch emsigen Schritten,” aria from “Jesu, der du meine Seele,” BWV 78 (Leipzig, 1724).

durée : 00:05:28 - Le Bach du matin du vendredi 31 octobre 2025 - Le Quatuor Nevermind interprète les Variations Goldberg n°3, 4 et 5 dans un arrangement pour traverso, violon baroque, basse de viole et clavecin. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

fWotD Episode 3101: Gott der Herr ist Sonn und Schild, BWV 79 Welcome to featured Wiki of the Day, your daily dose of knowledge from Wikipedia's finest articles.The featured article for Friday, 31 October 2025, is Gott der Herr ist Sonn und Schild, BWV 79.Gott der Herr ist Sonn und Schild ('God the Lord is sun and shield'), BWV 79, is a church cantata for Reformation Day by Johann Sebastian Bach. He composed it in 1725, his third year in the position of Thomaskantor in Leipzig, and led the first performance on 31 October that year. It is possibly his first cantata for the occasion. He used most of the music for two of his four short masses in the 1730s.The text was written by an unknown poet, who did not refer to the prescribed readings for the day. He began the libretto for the feast with a quotation from Psalm 84 and included two hymn stanzas, the first from Martin Rinckart's "Nun danket alle Gott", associated with Reformation Day in Leipzig, as the third movement, and as the last movement the final stanza of Ludwig Helmbold's "Nun laßt uns Gott dem Herren". Bach composed a work of "festive magnificence", structured in six movements, with an aria following the opening chorus, and a recitative and duet following the first chorale. He scored the work for three vocal soloists, a four-part choir, and a Baroque instrumental ensemble of two horns, timpani, two transverse flutes (added for a later performance), two oboes, strings and continuo. He achieved a unity within the structure by using the horns not only in the opening but also as obbligato instruments in the two chorales, the first time even playing the same motifs.Bach performed the cantata again, probably in 1730. He later reworked the music of the opening chorus and a duet again for his Missa in G major, BWV 236, and the music of an alto aria for his Missa in A major, BWV 234.This recording reflects the Wikipedia text as of 01:19 UTC on Friday, 31 October 2025.For the full current version of the article, see Gott der Herr ist Sonn und Schild, BWV 79 on Wikipedia.This podcast uses content from Wikipedia under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.Visit our archives at wikioftheday.com and subscribe to stay updated on new episodes.Follow us on Mastodon at @wikioftheday@masto.ai.Also check out Curmudgeon's Corner, a current events podcast.Until next time, I'm neural Jasmine.

Ils sont les représentants d'une nouvelle génération de musiciens désireux donner un sens à leur carrière, voire de briser les codes. Camille Théveneau est, ainsi, à l'initiative d'un nouveau festival de musique classique élargie Sido&Co qui se déroulera dans le 10ème arrondissement de Paris du 6 au 9 novembre. Il se déclinera en sept performances artistiques privilégiant la transversalité, mêlant concert, théâtre, photographie et déambulations dans quelques salles atypiques pour la musique. Quant aux frères, Léo et Luka Ispir, ils viennent de s'illustrer au disque, grâce au soutien de la Fondation Gautier Capuçon, dans un programme associant des œuvres originales pour violon et violoncelle, comme la sonate de Ravel et la passacaille d'Halvorsen, des transcriptions de pièces de Mozart et de Bach ainsi qu'une création de Fazil Say. Mention légales : Vos données de connexion, dont votre adresse IP, sont traités par Radio Classique, responsable de traitement, sur la base de son intérêt légitime, par l'intermédiaire de son sous-traitant Ausha, à des fins de réalisation de statistiques agréées et de lutte contre la fraude. Ces données sont supprimées en temps réel pour la finalité statistique et sous cinq mois à compter de la collecte à des fins de lutte contre la fraude. Pour plus d'informations sur les traitements réalisés par Radio Classique et exercer vos droits, consultez notre Politique de confidentialité.Hébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

durée : 00:05:28 - Le Bach du matin du vendredi 31 octobre 2025 - Le Quatuor Nevermind interprète les Variations Goldberg n°3, 4 et 5 dans un arrangement pour traverso, violon baroque, basse de viole et clavecin. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

(PART 2) It's nobodies favorite episode: The Women Tell All but we make it really fun. Graphic sex jokes about Mel sexing up a puppet, insider production info and much much more!

(PART 1) It's nobodies favorite episode: The Women Tell All but we make it really fun. Graphic sex jokes about Mel sexing up a puppet, insider production info and much much more!

Swiss tenor Eric Tappy (19 May 1931 – 11 June 2024) excelled in so many different musical styles, eras, and genres, that when one considers his artistic achievement systematically, as a whole, one is positively stunned at all that he achieved, and that within a relatively short international career that extended barely 20 years. In addition, at the beginning of his career, his voice was that of a light lyric tenor, but gradually he came to sing heavier roles such as Idomeneo and Tito. The episode considers his biography and the trajectory of that career, touching upon his opera and concert work which ranged from early Baroque through contemporary. For the first ten years of his adult life, he worked as a teacher, gradually gaining enough exposure that he was able to fully devote himself to his singing career after he won several international singing competitions. Tappy is heard in the episode in concert work of Bach, Berlioz, Haydn, and contemporary Dutch composer Rudolf Escher; art songs by both Franz Schubert and Lili Boulanger; and operas by Monteverdi, Gounod, Mozart, and Debussy (his Pelléas was as legendary as his Monteverdi and Mozart impersonations). In addition, Tappy is heard in live and radio recordings of work by his fellow Swiss compatriots Arthur Honegger, Frank Martin, Constantin Régamey, and Hermann Suter. Guest singers include Countermelody favorites Ileana Cotrubaș, Rachel Yakar, Hugues Cuénod, Edda Moser, and Gino Quilico; musical collaborators include Ernest Ansermet, Michel Corboz, Nino Sanzogno, John Pritchard, Armin Jordan, Hans Münch (brother of Charles), Colin Davis, Hans Vonk, and Jean Françaix, among others. Prepare to be surprised and delighted by this great singer, who ended his active singing career at the age of only 50 but who continued as a formative and beloved teacher well into his old age. Countermelody is a podcast devoted to the glory and the power of the human voice raised in song. Singer and vocal aficionado Daniel Gundlach explores great singers of the past and present focusing in particular on those who are less well-remembered today than they should be. Daniel's lifetime in music as a professional countertenor, pianist, vocal coach, voice teacher, and author yields an exciting array of anecdotes, impressions, and “inside stories.” At Countermelody's core is the celebration of great singers of all stripes, their instruments, and the connection they make to the words they sing. By clicking on the following link (https://linktr.ee/CountermelodyPodcast) you can find the dedicated Countermelody website which contains additional content including artist photos and episode setlists. The link will also take you to Countermelody's Patreon page, where you can pledge your monthly or yearly support at whatever level you can afford.

This year's Halloween Special examines the Irish roots of Halloween, Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D Minor, why organs are spooky, why churches are spookier and musical synesthesia. Happy Samhain xInline G Merch ⭐️www.Inlineg.myshopify.comInline G Patreon ⭐️www.patreon.com/TheInlineGFlutePodcastInline G will ALWAYS be free of charge, but signing up to the Patreon helps let this podcast reach new heights, if you can afford it. You'll also get to ask questions to upcoming guests as well as get early access to some episodes. Or if you'd rather not spend money, subscribing to my YouTube channel and following me on Facebook, Instagram and TikTok is a HUGE way to support the podcast. It'll cost you nothing, and it really makes a difference to the algorithm gods. So please interact however you can; like, comment, or subscribe, and help keep this podcast lit xAnd finally; use the code “INLINEG” online or in person at Flute Center for; 5% off accessories, 10% off all sheet music, free shipping on new instruments and free shipping to trial instruments (USA only.)Chapters:00:00 - Adopt an Irishman06:25 - ChatGPT talking out it's hole10:45 - Spooky Organs16:38 - Spookier Churches20:20 - The Last Why 

durée : 00:05:16 - C'est une chanson - par : Frédéric Pommier - On peut le voir actuellement au théâtre La Flèche à Paris dans "Je ne suis par Johnny", seul-en-scène sur le monde fascinant des idoles et des adorateurs. Au micro de Frédéric Pommier, Guillaume Marquet témoigne de son affection pour une chanson sortie en 1993 : "Sur un prélude de Bach", de Maurane. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

Continuing our rebroadcasts of selected Piano Maven episodes centered around Chopin, here's Jed's evaluation of a genuine download bargain.Here's a link to purchase and download Bach Guild's Big Chopin Box here: https://www.classicselectworld.com/products/big-chopin-box-7-hour-digital-download-boxed-set?_pos=1&_sid=598a0a1ad&_ss=rConsider making a donation to The Piano Maven podcast by subscribing to our Substack page (https://jeddistlermusic.substack.com/..., which you also can access by clicking on the "Donate" button here: https://rss.com/podcasts/pianomaven

durée : 00:06:46 - avec René Jacobs - Sous la baguette du chef belge René Jacobs, le Choeur de chambre du RIAS et l'Akademie für Alte Musik de Berlin interprètent le Motet "Lobet den Herrn alle Heiden" BWV 230. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 01:28:16 - En pistes ! du mercredi 29 octobre 2025 - par : Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - Ce matin dans En Pistes !, retrouvons Pierre Hantaï au clavecin et à la direction pour quelques cantates de Bach. Le cantor de Leipzig sera également au programme sous les doigts d'Evgeni Koroliov avec une intégrale des Partitas. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 01:28:16 - En pistes ! du mercredi 29 octobre 2025 - par : Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - Ce matin dans En Pistes !, retrouvons Pierre Hantaï au clavecin et à la direction pour quelques cantates de Bach. Le cantor de Leipzig sera également au programme sous les doigts d'Evgeni Koroliov avec une intégrale des Partitas. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

Lady Annabelle & Kate Two stories from 3 centuries, about one English mansion. By Blacksheep. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. An aristocrat has an exciting encounter with a highwayman It is the Year of Our Lord 1760, and the roads leading to and from London be the most perilous for any traveler. Hounslow Heath being a favorite haunt of the highwayman and footpad. Folly indeed, for the unwary to wander alone. And London be a very wicked place, so it hath been told, with whores, beggars and cutpurses on every street corner, The journey of Lady Emily Arundel and her daughter Annabelle had been an uneventful one so far. "And when we arrive at Mablethorpe Hall, be sure to show your appreciation to Lord Barrington-Smythe. His son, William, wishes to seek your hand in marriage," Lady Emily began. "Yes Mother," her daughter replied, with a distinct lack of enthusiasm. "His estate comprises over a hundred acres of land," "Well, hark at that!" "owns several horses related to Whistlejacket," Annabelle struggled to contain a sigh. "properties in the colonies," "How glorious, Mother." "knows a clutch of fashionable London society in beautiful silk suits and powdered wigs attended by almost equally well appointed valets! Whom are accompanied by gorgeous ladies in even more elaborate wigs and dresses in the latest Paris fashions," The corpulent gentleman sat opposite them in the coach was Lord Bracewell, an old and dear friend of Lady Emily. He grinned at Annabelle, sensing her discomfort. "Your Ladyship, it may please you to know, that we are but a mile from our journey's end." And thank heaven for that, Bracewell thought to himself, now feeling the great need of a chamber pot after drinking an excess of ale. He adjusted his periwig. "Erm, perhaps an opportunity at this gathering for a, f, er, you know, eh?" He gestured something and Lady Emily quickly tapped his leg with her foot. "Shush. Manners, Cuthbert! Later, perhaps," At that moment the coach lurched as it hit a particularly large pothole. This stretch of road was notoriously bad. Suddenly, the coach shuddered to an uncomfortable halt and the horses squealed. Other hooves could be heard alongside. "Stand and deliver!" "Oh dear God!" Lord Bracewell exclaimed, crossing himself. "I fear we are about to be robbed!" The masked stranger yelled at the coachman. "Throw down your weapons my bonny boy, or I'll spill your guts on the road!" There was the sound of muskets hitting the ground. Inside the coach, Lady Emily trembled and uttered a prayer. A robber might take more from a lady than her silver. Annabelle should've been as terrified as her mother, but her wildly-beating heart was more out of excitement. "Perhaps this man may be more merciful than we give him credit for?" "Hush, my dearest daughter. These bandits are without scruples! Pray to the Lord!" A bay-colored horse's head and then its rider appeared outside the window. The figure who leaned down to peer into the window appeared tall, wearing a cape, a three-cornered hat and a black handkerchief across his mouth. Dark brown eyes. "Well now, what fabulous treasure do I find?" The highwayman pointed a flintlock pistol inches from Annabelle's face. He leaned forward and with a move of his wrist he flicked back her hood with the muzzle of the pistol. "Ah. A true English Rose." "Sir, I beg of you, do not harm my daughter," Lady Emily intervened. "She is but eighteen, an innocent child, she has no silver!" "Her fortune awaits at Mablethorpe Hall no doubt. But it is she I am taking, not her money. Come." And he beckoned, the hand still held out to help Annabelle down. "Why, what foul swine would take a young lady's honor? I forbid you to lay one finger on her!" Lady Emily yelled. "Take me in her place." "No Mother, I shall do as he asks," Annabelle interrupted, taking his hand. "My child, no!" "It shall be alright Mother," Annabelle replied. "Your daughter knows her own mind, Madam," the highwayman said. "So now, I must ask you to keep thine own counsel. It would give me no pleasure to shoot your coachman and your gentleman companion." Lady Emily could do nothing but remain in the coach as the mysterious stranger led Annabelle away and into the trees at the side of the road. "Sir. If I may be so bold, may I request a merciful death?" The damsel inquired. This rather caught the highwayman off guard. This young lady intrigued him far more than the other wealthy folks he'd ambushed in the past. How the ladies had screamed like banshees and pleaded for their lives. The simpering, periwigged dandy who'd pissed his breeches when a gun was pointed at his head. Aristocrats. The damned preening lot of them! How he loathed these ruling peacocks. Oh, he hadn't always been a highwayman. Back in his old life he'd fought for king and country. Until good fortune and those he looked up to had betrayed him, He had planned to kidnap the girl and hold her to ransom. Lord Arundel's daughter would command a high price. "You are indeed bold. And, I have no wish to kill you. Your beauty and grace are extremely attractive to young men and it is bound to rouse their passions." Annabelle thought for a moment. "Since I am without silver or jewels, perhaps I could offer you a gift of a different kind? If I were to sufficiently please you, would you let my mother, Lord Bracewell, the coachman and myself go free? I'll do anything, to please you." He blinked. "Even the most unladylike of things? Do you realize what you are saying?" "Sir, I am shortly to be married. It would be most helpful if I were sufficiently skilled in how to pleasure my husband on our wedding night. I have no experience whatsoever in meddling with a man, perhaps if I could, practice somehow." Those less-than-polite urges that had been assaulting her body recently, had now found the perfect outlet. "Will you service my prick like a common whore?" "Yes sir," Annabelle replied, kneeling before him. "Let's see you try then." He kept his pistol in his right hand. "No teeth." Annabelle unbuttoned the highwayman's breeches slowly, her careful motions at odds with the look in her blue eyes and pulled out the large and swollen member. She couldn't help but stare at his impressive length, simultaneously afraid and eager. A man's weapon in all its hardened glory. A thing she'd previously glimpsed from afar, now in her hands. He expected her to hesitate, but to his surprise, she leant forward and ran her tongue up the shaft. With all haste, she opened her mouth, allowing him to move it inside. He began to thrust his cock inside her mouth, holding her head steady. Shocked at herself, Annabelle couldn't deny that as she heard him pant and moan, she felt somehow strangely empowered. She began to suck, working her tongue around his member. The highwayman cursed and blasphemed holding her head firmer as he began to thrust faster. Eventually, he grasped her blonde hair tightly as he groaned, pushing his entire length down her throat and shot his seed into her. She swallowed every drop of it, rather liking the taste. "Impressive," he panted. He'd enjoyed that a lot more than he was willing to admit, but wasn't done with this little rich girl just yet. "Have you had enough yet, Marchioness Whore?" Panting she replied, "I think not. Please." "Please?" He ran his hand under her dress and up her thigh. "Please what?" "Please sir." He fingered her tantalizing wet womanhood. "Louder, if you please." "Ah, Please sir!" He chuckled, and withdrew. She was ready to beg him, but before she could he had her up against a tree, hands tied then the rope wrapped hight around the thick trunk. With swift action he pulled up her skirting and down went her petticoat. Pulling her ass out to meet him, had entered her virgin cunt from behind, feeling the satisfying tightness of a deflowering. She winced and made a squeal similar to those a fox makes when mating. It hurt, but at the same time it felt so good. The highwayman withdrew until just his cockhead was still engaged, leaving Annabelle feeling a little disappointed. But then he pushed back in, all the way and in one go. His animal instinct had kicked in and he had one overriding desire; to plant his seed in this nubile young lady. He picked up speed, plunging deeply each time. Annabelle's own arousal was equally uncontrolled. She knew what was about to happen after her recent voyeurism of Lord Bracewell fucking her mother across a grand piano one afternoon. A more amusing rather an arousing spectacle that brought to mind an overfed pug mounting a chair leg. This time the explosion was even more powerful - and it was accompanied by the highwayman's roar as she felt him fill her passage with his issue. It seemed to go on forever and she felt it leaking out around his shaft and down her legs. "God," he gasped as he finally withdrew from Annabelle. He untied her and helped her stand. "Did I, please you sir?" Annabelle inquired in her refined & well-bred cadence. The highwayman finally removed his face covering. Annabelle was surprised to see a weathered but good-looking man, with cheeks bearing scars. Under his cape, she had glimpsed a torn and darkened coat, that had been, long ago a Redcoat officer's uniform. This man was no stranger to battle, and had a long history that he wasn't prepared to reveal. "You and the others have earned your freedom Your Ladyship." He said with a bow, removing his 3-point hat in the process. Her charms prevailing to ransom her entourage. His siring became her own treasure, preparing her for yet more charming accomplishment in the upcoming matrimonial bedchamber. A Night at Mablethorpe Hall Two millennials Ravished by the ghost of a Redcoat on Halloween. "Don't you just love a Halloween-themed tour and a meal at an English country house?" Kate said to her friend as the minibus they were in pulled into the grounds of Mablethorpe Hall. "Yeah, these old places have a real atmosphere!" Chloe replied. "I've wanted to do something like this for like, forever. Stay overnight in some old place, pretend I'm lady of the manor. I'm so glad I booked this trip." "Kate you are such a history nerd. Lucy Worsley has a rival." "My heart is in the 18th century. Seriously. I just love anything from that time." Kate had often been described as an atypical millennial. They got off the bus and collected their luggage. "Come on, the tour is about to start. Let's dump our luggage. Apparently this place is haunted." Kate smiled. "All good English manors should have at least one ghost! Three hours in a minibus. I'm stiff from sitting so long." They collected their room keys. The Hall had not yet upgraded to the modern electronic key cards. Kate liked that. A traditional brass key was more in keeping with the decor. The receptionist looked worried. "Are you ok with having Room 13?" she asked. "Sure. I'm not superstitious. Don't tell me it's haunted?" "Well, some guests have reported that really strange things happen in that room. And the wi-fi doesn't work in there." Kate just assumed the woman was joking. "In that case, it sounds like my kind of room! Think I can last a few hours without wi-fi." The room was large and splendid. "Seriously? I get a king-size four poster bed?" Kate exclaimed as she gazed in awe. "This is so fantastic! I feel like Queen Anne." The bed looked so inviting, Kate couldn't resist just flopping back on it and spreading out. "Bliss!" she sighed. So much better than the single bed back at her cramped one-bed flat. She closed her eyes, Abruptly, Kate was overcome by a bizarre horniness, and masturbated more than she'd done in a long time. She was getting so wet, so hot and in a rush to give herself the release she so desperately needed. She hitched up her dress and pushed her panties down just a bit, then shoved her right hand down to her cunt. She used her left hand to push up her nightshirt and play with her breasts, pinching her nipples hard, making her moan with pleasure. Kate's right hand was busy with her cunt, alternately slipping down between her cunt lips and inside her hot, wet core, fucking herself with fingers, then pulling out to rub her clit. Back and forth, over and over. She was moaning, fantasizing about being pounded, pounded by an unknown uniformed man. Begging him to fuck her harder and send her climaxing in ecstasy, Kate was screaming. Suddenly her orgasm peaked and hit full force. She stopped all movement with her hands momentarily then began again, at first very fast and hard, then slowing as her orgasm began to subside. She lay there as her breathing slowly returned to normal. "Jesus," she muttered, when she could finally catch her breath again. "What the hell just happened?" The tour had already begun when Kate arrived to join the others. "What took you so long?" Chloe asked. "Thought you'd got lost." "Oh I just, er, oh wow, check out that tour guide!" "Mablethorpe Hall, one of Berkshire's finest country estates back in the day," the tour guide began. He was dressed in early 18th century period costume, with a long wig, frilled cuffs and breeches. "He looks just like John Hurt did in Rob Roy. I love the costumes in that movie." Kate whispered to Chloe, who rolled her eyes. Kate listened intently as every detail of the building's history was described. "But the most fascinating story of Mablethorpe," the guide continued, "is that it's said to be haunted by Major Robert Wolfe, a British Army officer." The was a chorus of "oh!" from the assembled tourists. "The Major is said to return to Mablethorpe every Halloween night, in hope of seeing the woman he once loved." "So the poor sod just wants to get laid?" a middle-aged bloke at the front said, and everyone burst out laughing. The tour guide evidently took this old legend extremely seriously and did not see the funny side. "As I was saying, the Major was in love with Lady Annabelle Barrington-Smythe. That in itself was a scandal, for she was married to William Barrington-Smythe. Rumor has it that the Major was actually a notorious highwayman known as The Fox, " Later, the guests were treated to a Halloween-themed meal in the Hall's grand banqueting room. There were the usual things adorning the tables - Jack o' lanterns, candles everywhere, fake cobwebs. In the background, a string quartet dressed as witches played a medley of Bach and Handel. "Not as spooky as I was expecting," Chloe said as she sampled the pumpkin pie and spiced rum. "I was hoping the lights were going to go out and there'd be a jump-scare or something. Like two years ago when we went to that zombie-themed night at Castle Howard. That was creepy as hell!" "This is nice though. Lots of atmosphere. I like it here. I'd like to, get married in a place like this. Have a historical-themed wedding. That is, if, " "When, Kate. When you meet that ideal guy. And you will. He's out there. Plenty of fish. Steve was a complete areole, but he's ancient history. A bit like this hall." "True!" After the meal concluded, there was more live music and dancing. "Think I'm going to call it a night," Kate said. "Oh you lightweight," Chloe replied, already tipsy. "Aren't you going to stay up for the midnight ghost walk in the grounds? You might see a good-looking highwayman." "No, I'm totally exhausted. Really. You can tell me all about it in the morning." "Fine, whatever. I know you're too afraid!" Kate headed up to her room, surprised at being overcome by such tiredness. She hadn't drunk that much, and it had hardly been an energetic evening. The glorious king-size bed and it's luxurious blankets beckoned, Sometime after midnight, Kate was in a deep slumber, but also in the throes of a nightmare. He's coming, Kate did not dream often, and she was even less often plagued by bad dreams. Several times she stirred, came half awake, and heard herself gasping in panic. Once, drifting up from some threatening vision, she heard her own voice crying out wordlessly in terror, and she realized she was thrashing about in the bed. Suddenly the air was oppressively heavy, hot, thick; as if it were not air at all but a bitter and poisonous gas of some kind. She tried to breathe, couldn't. There was an invisible, crushing weight on her chest. The unmistakable smell of gunpowder. Hoofbeats, many horses. Some kind of battle? A murderous barrage of lightning crashed like a volley of mortar fire, seven or eight tremendous bolts; and woke her from sleep in an instant. "Holy shit." Kate gasped as the storm made her sit upright in bed. She remembered what Chloe had said earlier, about the tour not being scary. Evidently, nature had now delivered a jump, a scare of its own. Already her memory of the nightmare had begun to dissolve; only fragments of it remained with her, and each of those disassociated images was evaporating as if it were a splinter of ice. All she could remember was that she'd been in a battle of some kind, and there had been many men - soldiers on horseback. They'd been pursuing her. Firing guns. As the nightmare receded, Kate became uncomfortably aware of how dark the bedroom was. Before going to sleep she had switched off both the bedside lamps. The curtains were all closed, and only thin blades of moonlight were visible between the gap she'd left. She had the irrational but unshakable feeling that something had followed her up from the dream, there was another presence in the room, oh God! She fumbled for the lamp switch, damn, where was it? Groped around, switched it on. Relief as golden light flooded the room, And then she saw him. Stood at the side of the bed. He was dressed in a Redcoat uniform, just calmly standing there. She gasped, but was so shocked, she couldn't utter a sound for a moment. Then her initial shock turned to anger. Was this part of the Halloween tour? Having re-enactors actually enter the guest bedrooms was completely unacceptable. "What the hell are you doing?" Kate yelled. He seemed taken aback by her reaction. "Who are you?" She demanded once she had caught her breath again. "I beg your pardon, Miss," he began. He removed his hat as he moved closer. "Major Robert Wolfe of His Majesty's 58th Regiment of Foot." "What are you doing here?" He smiled politely. "Where I come from, when a gentleman introduces himself, a lady generally responds in kind." Kate was about to respond with a sarcastic remark, but then she noticed that he was surrounded by a faint, silver glow. Her heart began to pound like crazy. Gathering all her courage, she decided to ask him directly. "Are you, dead?" The Major's face relaxed into a smile. "Oh indeed. Quite, quite dead. As I have been since the last night of October, Seventeen Sixty-five." Kate thought she might faint. "You're a," "A spirit, why yes. An earthbound and restless one, forever drawn to return to Mablethorpe every All Hallow's night. Isn't that quite a tale? I most humbly apologies for subjecting you to my battle experiences earlier, but t'was the only way I was able to wake you." She looked him up and down. He did look a gentleman, to be sure, and a handsome one at that. The signature red coat, crossed with white belts, the brown hair tied back in a queue and neatly curled at the sides, the breeches, knee-high leather boots. A brass gorget glinted round his neck. The Major took one of her pale, slender hands. Kate was surprised to feel solid flesh, rather than some kind of gaseous form, as expected of a ghost. Was he more of a zombie? His hand was as cold as ice. Kate suddenly felt her cheeks flush, under his intense gaze. If all those old stereotypes about ghosts were true, then he could probably see right through her nightie, as well as walk through walls, "Um, why did you wake me?" He was still holding her hand. "Well, I must beg your forgiveness for the manner of this intrusion, my lady. I am honored to make your acquaintance. I was drawn to you from the moment you arrived here. You resemble so much, someone I lost, long ago. For the past 255 years I keep returning here, hoping to find a lady who might be able to satisfy my most urgent of needs," Kate bit her lip, as she recalled that earlier incident in the bedroom when she'd pleasured herself. She'd never been a religious person. But now she was considering sex with a ghost. Was she about to embark on something that might damn her soul? On the other hand, she'd been single for a while, had been craving the touch of a man, "Major, I am willing to help you in any way I can." "You are lovely beyond belief. If I may so bold as to show my appreciation?" He leaned in to kiss the exposed skin of her neck; his lips leaving a hot trail from just below her ear to the center of her throat at the neck of her nightie. Kate closed her eyes and moaned. "A little more, my lady?" "Yes, oh yes," He kissed her and she parted her lips to let him in. The heat of his mouth and his probing tongue sent shivers through her body and she shifted closer to him to feel the heat of his body against hers. She breathed in the faint masculine scent. Major Wolfe pulled back the bedcovers. Then he pushed her nightie up to bare her belly. Leaning her back, he took one hardened nipple with his lips and she gasped. He sucked, pulling with his lips. At Kate's soft moan, he drew in a shuddering breath. "Touch me," he pleaded hoarsely, bringing her hand to the waistband of his breeches, and then guiding it down to cup the bulge in his groin. She explored eagerly, desperately, feeling his full erection through his breeches and groping lower to feel his balls. Oh lord, she was trembling so much with excitement. Unfastening the fall front flap, she pulled out his engorged organ. She couldn't believe this was happening. She was groping the cock of a dead man! And she was so wet. Kate took his hot length in her hand, feeling it, and stroked it up and down as she licked and sucked at the tip. The Major was generously endowed, and she felt herself blush. "Here," he said, moving her unoccupied hand to cup his balls. "Don't be shy, my lady." Gently squeezing his balls, she slowly took his throbbing cock into her mouth. He moaned as she deep-throated him. "Oh my lady," he groaned. Then Major Wolfe clambered on the bed and put his head between Kate's thighs. The tip of his tongue brushed her clitoris. She jumped and willed him to move faster. At first his tongue explored her wet folds, but he replaced his tongue with gentle fingers that probed and rubbed and finally penetrated. Kate's wetness was dripping down her arse crack and he rubbed it around with his fingers. The sensation made her squirm and she placed her feet on his shoulders, and when he finally sucked on her clit, she lifted herself up to meet his tongue. None of her previous partners had ever thrilled her as much as this. His face was flushed and damp and his expression was one of pure longing. "My lady, I want you so much. "He whispered and pushed up into her. "Ah!" Kate gasped, more from surprise than the stretching sensation. "Are you alright?" he said, wrapping one arm around her and holding her close. She gave her answer by kissing him. He insinuated his hand between their bodies and fingered her clit as he began to move inside her. Holy shit, those fingers, he knew exactly how to pleasure a woman for maximum effect! For a moment Kate thought of the fact he'd been waiting over two and a half centuries for this! He stroked her again with wet, slippery fingers and thrust steadily up into her. The combination awakened something within that she'd never felt before. Kate dug her hands into his back and tried to speak, but couldn't form words. The Redcoat's large cock filled her completely, stretching her walls to the limit. He was groaning and fucking her like a wild beast. "Come for me, my lady," Major Wolfe whispered in her ear, and she cried out. "Come for me, release for me. Let us spend together," he pleaded, and she did, her head falling back, her whole body shaking and clenching with the intensity of orgasm. He followed immediately; in an instant their coupling reached its conclusion and she was filled to the brim with his seed, Kate didn't want to let him go. They lay joined for what seemed like a long time. Eventually, Major Wolfe gently withdrew his softening member from his mortal lover. "Dawn approaches, my lady." "No, Major, stay, please," she whispered, tiredness overcoming her. "Rest now, my love. I must go." Kate tried to say something, but sleep was rapidly overcoming her. "We shall meet again. Soon, my love," was the last she heard. The sound of someone knocking on the door finally woke Kate. She squinted at the curtains. Bright sunlight was streaming through the gap. "Kate, are you awake?" Chloe's muffled voice could be heard. Fumbling for a dressing gown, Kate staggered out of bed and opened the door. "There you are! Were you in a coma or something? It's 11 o'clock! You've missed breakfast and the minibus will be here in half an hour!" "Oh God, sorry, I forgot to set my phone's alarm clock. I, er, I'll be down as quick as I can." "Are you ok? You look a bit peaky." "Just crashed out. How was the midnight ghost walk?" "Midnight wash-out you mean. Did you see that storm last night? It was unreal. So much lightning. Thought a freaking nuclear bomb had gone off!" "Oh. Guess I missed that." "Jeez, you were in a coma. That thunder could've wakened the dead!" "Maybe it did," Kate wondered. Alone in the room again, Kate returned to the bed. Her mind was a tumult of emotions. "It wasn't all a dream, was it? The product of a Halloween-crazed imagination? It couldn't have been, " Suddenly she spotted something under the pillow. Eyes widening, she picked it up. The brass gorget. "He was real!" She clutched it to her chest. And hoped she wouldn't have to wait until next Halloween before she saw Major Robert Wolfe again. By Blacksheep for Literotica

durée : 00:08:16 - Le Bach du matin du mercredi 29 octobre 2025 - Bach n'a jamais écrit pour la clarinette, un instrument en train de naître à son époque. C'est donc un arrangement que propose le clarinettiste Richard Stoltzman pour cette Gigue de la Partita n°3 en La Mineur BWV 827. Il est accompagné de Paul Neubauer à l'alto et de Fred Sherry au violoncelle. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

What a day! The podcast returns to it's full glory because Matt Strackbein aka "The Letterhack" joins the gang for a monumental discussion! Enjoy some Halloween recommendations and shed a tear and grip the edge of your seat as we dig into "The Serpent In The Garden: Ed Grey and the Last Battle for England!" "Hellboy Book Club," is a better name for a podcast than a man... 06:27 - Whaddya See, Whaddya Say?  40:12 - The Serpent In The Garden   Check out Matt Strackbein, The Letterhack and all his collborators here https://thisspace.tv/ Subscribe to The Letterhack on YouTube! https://www.youtube.com/c/TheLetterhack "Witchfinder Theme," by Andrew Adair https://andrewadair.bandcamp.com/ Kansas "Point of No Return," and Bach's "Toccata and Fugue in D Minor," used for Halloween purposes only  opening & closing theme by https://onlybeast.com  

The Piano Pod Live in Concert: A Bold New Chapter in Classical Music marked the first-ever live event for the award-winning podcast and YouTube show The Piano Pod, conceived and hosted by Executive Producer Yukimi Song. Presented in collaboration with Mannes Prep, a pre-college music program offering comprehensive and nurturing pre-professional training at The New School, this milestone concert brought the show's signature format — music performance, interview, and panel discussion — from the digital space to the stage.

Episode 101 is the first in a three-part series on Flower Essences and features a conversation between my husband, Justin, and me. In this opening episode, we explore the origins of Dr. Edward Bach's work and the deeper philosophy behind these gentle yet powerful remedies. We trace how Dr. Bach came to understand the link between emotional harmony and physical well-being, and how the 38 flower essences he discovered continue to support healing on the soul level today. In this episode, we focus on the first two emotional groups: the Remedies for Fear and the Remedies for Uncertainty. Together, we discuss how these 11 flowers help us find courage, faith, and trust when life feels overwhelming or unclear. Throughout the conversation, we also reflect on Dr. Bach's view that healing is not about fighting illness but about returning to alignment with the Higher Self. His flower essences remind us that balance and peace are our natural state, and that even in times of fear or confusion, we can always return to the safety within.If you enjoy this episode, stay tuned for Part Two, where we'll explore the next group of remedies and continue the journey through Dr. Bach's 38 essences.You can book a flower essence consultation @ astralmeadow.com IG @astralmeadowsSources & Recommended ReadingBach Flower Remedies: Form and Functionby Julian Barnard (Flower Essence Society, 2002)Bach Flower Therapy: Theory and Practiceby Mechthild Scheffer (Healing Arts Press, 1988)

    Intro: One More Night – Can I Feel The Earth Move – Carole King (2:58) Earth Died Screaming – Tom Waits (3:38) Planet Earth – Sun Ra & his Solar Arkestra (4:57) Salt of the Earth – Rolling Stones (4:48) Earthquake – Prince Buster & the All Stars (3:18) Earth Dub – Scientist (4:30) Vishnu Schist – North Sea Radio Orchestra (5:49)  Third Stone from the Sun – Jimi Hendrix Experience (6:44)  Agnus Dei, from ‘Missa Et Ecce Terrae Motus' – Antoine Brumel, Phillips/Tallis Scholars (3:15) Not to Touch the Earth – The Doors (3:54) Mother Earth – Neil Young & Crazy Horse (4:54)   Earth (Gaia) – The Orb (9:48)  Cold Earth – Boards of Canada (3:42) Aria VIII, from ‘Der Himmel Lacht!  Die Erde Jubiliert!' BWV 31 – J.S. Bach, Leusink/Holton/ Netherlands Bach Collegium (4:38) Earth Saw – $75 Bill (7:19) Earth Sized Worlds – Mandrake Handshake (9:32) Hello Earth – Kate Bush (6:13) Strings in the Earth and Air – Dr Strangely Strange (1:54) Earth – Third Ear Band (9:54) Adoration of the Earth (introduction) from ‘Le Sacre du Printemps (The Rite of Spring')                               – Igor Stravinsky, Currentzis/MusicAeterna (3:15) Earth Fear – The Prophets (Yabby You) (2:37) Earth Mother – Nucleus (5:14) Outro: Pogles Walk – Vernon Elliott Ensemble

durée : 01:28:08 - En pistes ! du mardi 28 octobre 2025 - par : Emilie Munera, Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - Une nouvelle intégrale des sonates pour violon de Beethoven ouvre en Pistes ! aujourd'hui, interprétée par Lena Neudaeur. Écoutons aussi la suite d'une autre intégrale, celle des cantates de Bach par Hans-Christoph Rademann qui en est déjà à son huitième CD. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 01:28:08 - En pistes ! du mardi 28 octobre 2025 - par : Emilie Munera, Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - Une nouvelle intégrale des sonates pour violon de Beethoven ouvre en Pistes ! aujourd'hui, interprétée par Lena Neudaeur. Écoutons aussi la suite d'une autre intégrale, celle des cantates de Bach par Hans-Christoph Rademann qui en est déjà à son huitième CD. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 00:08:20 - Le Bach du matin du mardi 28 octobre 2025 - La contralto Nathalie Stutzmann et le ténor James Gilchrist interprètent le duo "Herr fange an und sprich den Segen" extrait de la Cantate BWV 120a avec le Chœur et l'Orchestre baroques d'Amsterdam dirigés par Ton Koopman. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

Eamonn, Robert and Sammy meet 'earlier than they'd like it, sir' to enjoy Sansara singing Pärt, a hugely fun piece by Robert Heppener and some Bach.MUSIC LINKSArvo Pärt - Stabat Mater / SANSARA / Fretwork / Tom Herring; Listen on Apple Music - https://apple.co/49h8UDyRobert Heppener - Del iubilo del core che esce in voce / Netherlands Chamber ChoirJS Bach - Der Gerechte kommt um, BWV deest / English Baroque Soloists / John Eliot Gardiner / Monteverdi Choir; Listen on Apple Music - https://apple.co/3JcskPrSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/choral-chihuahua. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Send us a textToday I vant to talk vith the final Composer of the three Bs - this podcast has previously Broadcast episodes regarding Bach and Beethoven - and vill certainly have more regarding those musicians - but today I vant to talk about another composer vhose last name also begins vith B, and is also considered one of the greats.  That composer is yo-HAH-nes Brahms. Unlike some composers of his era, he did not have any recorded middle names or additional given names—he vas vas alvays knovn as  yo-HAH-nes Brahms.  And by the vay, the musical opening to this podcast it's an excerpt from a remix of Brahms Hungarian danceGhost soundAh, here is the ghost of - or if you vill -       the spirit of Brahms.Maestro Brahms, thank you for joining me today. To begin, could you tell us a little about your early life in Hamburg?Ah, Hamburg. A fine city of ships and sailors, though not so fine ven hen one is poor. I vas as born in 1833, the son of a bass player—my father Johann Jakob—and my mother, a seamstress. had little but music and determination. From the beginning, it seemed I vas destined to live at the piano.I've heard you began playing in public quite young.Herr Bartley, By the time vas a boy, I played in taverns and dance halls to earn a fev  coins.Imagine a skinny lad of thirteen, pounding avay at the piano vile sailors shouted for more beer. Hardly the glamorous concert life! But those rough rooms taught me discipline. I learned to keep the music alive, even if no one cared to listen.Support the showThank you for experiencing Celebrate Creativity.

durée : 00:07:34 - Le Bach du matin du lundi 27 octobre 2025 - Avec les Berliner Barock Solisten, et sous la baguette de Reiner Kussmaul, Emmanuel Pahud interprète l'Ouverture de la Suite n°2 en si min BWV 1067. A cette ouverture à la française succède une suite de danses baroques. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 01:58:32 - Le Bach du dimanche du dimanche 26 octobre 2025 - par : Corinne Schneider - Au programme de cette 355e émission : rencontre avec Olivier Spilmont, fondateur et directeur artistique de l'ensemble Alia Mens, et reportage autour des Cantates de Bach dans les Hauts-de-France ; le nouveau CD « Come Bach » de Vincent Beer-Demander à la mandoline (Label Maison Bleue, 15 oct.) - réalisé par : Anne-Lise Assada Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

We sometimes hear about overpopulation and population control. But is there such a thing?Music Credit: J. S. Bach, “Wir eilen mit schwachen, doch emsigen Schritten,” aria from “Jesu, der du meine Seele,” BWV 78 (Leipzig, 1724).

The Phoenix Chamber Music Society presents the Los Angeles Guitar Quartet in concert Sunday, November 2 at 3pm at Camelback Bible Church in Paradise...

durée : 00:08:06 - avec Hélène Grimaud - Pour débuter notre émission ce samedi, nous écoutons le Concerto pour clavecin en ré min BWV 1052 : 1. Allegro - version pour piano et orchestre, Avec la Philharmonie de chambre allemande de Brême, à la direction : Florian Donderer, et au piano Hélène Grimaud. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

Today's episode is the latest installment in my series entitled “Rescue Mission,” which reintroduces great singers who have already been featured on the podcast. This is the Belated Birthday edition of that series, which reintroduces us to a wide range of Countermelody favorites, including jazz singer Ethel Ennis; baritones Robert Massard, Gérard Souzay, and Andrzej Hiolski; sopranos Sylvia Sass (pictured), Veronica Tyler, April Cantelo, Elly Ameling, Gloria Davy, Margaret Marshall, Rosanna Carteri, Sarah Reese, Ilse Wolf, and Carol Neblett; mezzo-sopranos Jennie Tourel, Maureen Lehane, and Shannon Bolin; and tenors David Rendall and Stuart Burrows. The repertoire is as varied and rare as are the artists featured, including songs by Rimsky-Korsakov, Chopin, Malcolm Williamson, and Alec Wilder; opera arias by Schreker, Mozart, Mascagni, and Verdi; and selections by Bach and Schütz. I love doing this kind of episode, because it allows me to cast my net wide and share with you the kinds of singers and repertoire that are bringing me comfort and joy in these trying times. Countermelody is a podcast devoted to the glory and the power of the human voice raised in song. Singer and vocal aficionado Daniel Gundlach explores great singers of the past and present focusing in particular on those who are less well-remembered today than they should be. Daniel's lifetime in music as a professional countertenor, pianist, vocal coach, voice teacher, and author yields an exciting array of anecdotes, impressions, and “inside stories.” At Countermelody's core is the celebration of great singers of all stripes, their instruments, and the connection they make to the words they sing. By clicking on the following link (https://linktr.ee/CountermelodyPodcast) you can find the dedicated Countermelody website which contains additional content including artist photos and episode setlists. The link will also take you to Countermelody's Patreon page, where you can pledge your monthly or yearly support at whatever level you can afford.

(Part 1) It's everyone's favorite episode (well, not ours but still...) and Mel is going to all the women's hometowns to spread his joy and enthusiasm. We meet Peg's firehouse crew, Deb's Beachbody devotees, meaning her family and Cindy's beautiful daughters. Who will Mel choose and who will he cut? Visit ProlonLife.com/ROSEPRICKS to claim your 15% discount and your bonus gift.

(Part 2) It's everyone's favorite episode (well, not ours but still...) and Mel is going to all the women's hometowns to spread his joy and enthusiasm. We meet Peg's firehouse crew, Deb's Beachbody devotees, meaning her family and Cindy's beautiful daughters. Who will Mel choose and who will he cut? Visit ProlonLife.com/ROSEPRICKS to claim your 15% discount and your bonus gift.

durée : 01:29:13 - En pistes ! du jeudi 23 octobre 2025 - par : Emilie Munera, Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - Au programme ce matin : Le Requiem allemand de Brahms et Les Variations Goldberg de Jean-Sébastien Bach côtoient le répertoire pour violon de Maurice Ravel, Mel Bonis, Dmitri Chostakovitch et Henriëtte Bosmans. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

durée : 01:29:13 - En pistes ! du jeudi 23 octobre 2025 - par : Emilie Munera, Rodolphe Bruneau Boulmier - Au programme ce matin : Le Requiem allemand de Brahms et Les Variations Goldberg de Jean-Sébastien Bach côtoient le répertoire pour violon de Maurice Ravel, Mel Bonis, Dmitri Chostakovitch et Henriëtte Bosmans. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

On the latest episode of ‘New Classical Tracks,' harpsichordist Mahan Esfahani brings the first book of J.S. Bach's ‘The Well Tempered Clavier' to life on his latest recording. Listen now with host Julie Amacher!

This episode is about songs of the heart. There is one from Russia, performed two different ways. (That song is by a man named Tolstoy, although not the author of those great novels.) There is one from Samoa. This episode contains assorted treasures—not the least of them by J. S. Bach. Bellini, Excerpt from “La sonnambula” Bellini, Excerpt from “La sonnambula” Bach, Fugue in G major, BWV 577 Bach, “Liebster Jesu,” BWV 731 Tolstoy-Lim, “On This Quiet Summer Night” Tolstoy, “On This Quiet Summer Night” Trad., “La'u Lupe”

En Ivoox puedes encontrar sólo algunos de los audios de Mindalia. Para escuchar las 4 grabaciones diarias que publicamos entra en https://www.mindaliatelevision.com. Si deseas ver el vídeo perteneciente a este audio, pincha aquí: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ASfJCNPBczg El Mindfulness, dentro de las Técnicas Psico-Holísticas, se utiliza para ayudar a pacientes con dolor crónico a reducir su sufrimiento y mejorar su calidad de vida, especialmente en casos de enfermedades graves o secuelas de accidentes. Daniel Veloz te cuenta, desde su propia experiencia, como aplicar esta técnica para transformar tu vida. Daniel Veloz Lic en Comercialización. Trabajó en empresas multinacionales en cargos gerenciales. Una problema de salud le cambió la vida y le llevó a convertirse en terapeuta holístico. Especialista en Hipnosis, Inteligencia Emocional y Espiritual, Flores de Bach y Vidas Pasadas. https://tecnicaspsicoholisticas.com/ / tecnicas_psico_holisticas / tecnicaspsicoholisticas Más información en: https://www.mindaliatelevision.com PARTICIPA CON TUS COMENTARIOS EN ESTE VÍDEO. ------------INFORMACIÓN SOBRE MINDALIA----------DPM Mindalia.com es una ONG internacional, sin ánimo de lucro, que difunde universalmente contenidos sobre espiritualidad y bienestar para la mejora de la consciencia del mundo. Apóyanos con tu donación en: https://www.mindalia.com/donar/ Suscríbete, comenta positivamente y comparte nuestros vídeos para difundir este conocimiento a miles de personas. Nuestro sitio web: https://www.mindalia.com SÍGUENOS TAMBIÉN EN NUESTRAS PLATAFORMAS Facebook: / mindalia.ayuda Instagram: / mindalia_com Twitch: / mindaliacom Odysee: https://odysee.com/@Mindalia.com *Mindalia.com no se hace responsable de las opiniones vertidas en este vídeo, ni necesariamente participa de ellas.

The Golden Bachelor premiered this week and Australia has fallen in love with a single dad named Bear and his new harem of single ladies, but what is it about this series that has everyone back on the Bachelor train? We explore that along with some scandalous behind the scenes gossip.Plus, Jennifer Lawrence and Robert Pattinson are starring in a highly anticipated new movie together and their press tour is off to a truly impressive start. So, what really prompted Jennifer to tell a ‘trashy’ story about Rob? We have a pretty good idea.And Kristen Bell wished her husband Dax Shepard a happy wedding anniversary via a mesage and photo posted to her Instagram account, and it’s left many people furious. Now we need to unpack exactly what led to this message and how much of the anger is justified.If you or anyone you know needs to speak with an expert, please contact 1800 RESPECT (1800 737 732) — the National Sexual Assault, Domestic and Family Violence Counselling Service. If you are in immediate danger, call 000.THE END BITS Our new podcast Watch Party is out now, listen on Apple or Spotify. Support independent women's media Follow us on TikTok, Instagram and Facebook. And subscribe to our Youtube channel. Read all the latest entertainment news on Mamamia... here. Discover more Mamamia Podcasts here. Do you have feedback or a topic you want us to discuss on The Spill? Send us a voice message, or send us an email thespill@mamamia.com.au and we'll come back to you ASAP! CREDITS Hosts: Laura Brodnik and Ksenija Lukich Executive Producer: Monisha Iswaran Audio Producer: Scott StronachBecome a Mamamia subscriber: https://www.mamamia.com.au/subscribeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

What makes a Beatles chord progression work? Why does that Stevie Wonder song sound the way it does? Music theorist and composer Dr. Guy Shkolnik joins the pod to breaks down all that good stuff and more: harmony, counterpoint, composition across all genres (even how Japanese music is different!!).With a PhD in music theory and a social media following built from deep-dive breakdowns (and years of university teaching under his belt including international Berklee College of Music associated harmony, counterpoint, and ear training classes), Guy knows how to make it “click.” Let's dive deep in, follow the white rabbit, and find out why music works. (And why we love it!)For 30% off your first year of DistroKid to share your music with the world click ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠DistroKid.com/vip/lovemusicmore⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Subscribe to this pod's blog on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Substack⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to receive deeper dives on the regular

(SPOILER) Today's episode begins with previewing Stefanie and Jackie on the pod, talking about eps 10 & 11 of Love is Blind, and also wanting some feedback on a podcast project I'm thinking about doing.  Then Stefanie and Jackie join me (10:06) to talk about having Theresa on their podcast last week before the Gerry news broke, getting an updated statement from Theresa, Kat Izzo joining them this week, TFP as the Bachelorette, and much, much more.  Music written by Jimmer Podrasky (B'Jingo Songs/Machia Music/Bug Music BMI) Ads: Factor Meals - 50% off your first box PLUS free shipping at https://factormeals.com/realitysteve50off Promo Code: realitysteve50off Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

(Part 2) Mel trims down the ladies to his hometown picks in this action packed episode -kidding, there's no action-but we still laugh until our stomachs hurt recapping every moment. Plus, Nicole finally gets busted (sort of).Also check out ForHers.com/Rosepricks to get access to some GLP-1's! 

(Part 1) Mel trims down the ladies to his hometown picks in this action packed episode -kidding, there's no action-but we still laugh until our stomachs hurt recapping every moment. Plus, Nicole finally gets busted (sort of).Also check out ForHers.com/Rosepricks to get access to some GLP-1's!