Alela Diane Featuring Alina Hardin - Alela Alina
Review by Harald Naumann
Alela Alina is a beautiful collaborative album by Alela Diane and Alina Hardin. The album features nine tracks, all of which showcase the beautiful and harmonious voices of the two artists. The overall sound of the album is dreamy and ethereal, with a hint of folk and Americana influences.
The album opens with the hauntingly beautiful track "Amidst the Movement," which sets the tone for the rest of the album. The track features delicate acoustic guitar and the beautiful harmonies of Alela and Alina. "Bowling Green" is another standout track, with its gentle melody and poignant lyrics.
"Shapeless" is a highlight of the album, with its upbeat tempo and catchy chorus. The track features Alela and Alina's voices blending together perfectly, creating a joyful and uplifting sound. "Bittersweet Waltz" is another standout track, with its melancholic melody and heartfelt lyrics.
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- FLAC size: 206.4 mb
Tracks
| Track | Duration | Preview |
|---|---|---|
| Rake | 4:09 | |
| I Have Returned | 3:16 | |
| Bowling Green | 2:52 | |
| Crying Wolf | 3:43 | |
| Amidst The Movement | 3:51 | |
| Matty Groves | 4:44 |
Video
Alela Diane featuring Alina Hardin - Rake
Alela Diane & Alina Hardin - Crying Wolf
Alela Diane & Alina Hardin - Matty Groves (Child 81)
bowling green
Images
Catalog Numbers
- Fam001pro
- FAM001
- FR21192
- RTRADLP 539, RTRADST539
Labels
- Rough Trade
- Family
- Names, Family
- Fargo Records
- Rough Trade America
- Names Records, Family
Listen online
- ascolta in linea
- ouvir online
- lyssna på nätet
- kuunnella verkossa
- escuchar en línea
- online anhören
- lytte på nettet
- online luisteren
- écouter en ligne
Formats
- 6 × File
- MP3
- EP
- 320 kbps
- CD
- Promo
- Vinyl
- 10"
- 33 ⅓ RPM
- Limited Edition
- Numbered
- EP CD
- Album
Companies
| Role | Company |
|---|---|
| Phonographic Copyright (p) | Names Records |
| Copyright (c) | Names Records |
| Licensed To | Names Records Ltd. |
| Licensed From | Alela Diane Menig |
| Published By | Silver Dollar Music |
| Recorded At | Type Foundry |
| Mixed At | Type Foundry |
| Mastered At | Golden Mastering |
| Pressed By | GZ Digital Media |
Credits
| Role | Credit |
|---|---|
| Design | Diane Chonette |
| Engineer | Jason Powers |
| Mixed By | Jason Powers, Tom Menig |
| Photography By | Paul Wagenblast |
| Vocals | Alela Diane, Alina Hardin |
| Guitar | Alela Diane, Alina Hardin |
| Artwork By | Diane Chonette |
| Photography | Paul Wagenblast |
| Mastered By | JJ Golden |
Notes
- Card sleeve.
- Recorded and Mixed at Type Foundry in Portland, Oregon June 22nd & 23rd, 2009
- Mastered by Golden Mastering in Los Angeles, California
- Limited edition of 1000 copies, hand-numbered on the back cover.
- Amidst the Movement & I Have Returned:
- Words & Music by Alela Diane Menig, BMI.
- Rake:
- published by Silver Dollar Music (ASCAP), administered by Bug Music
- (*) Free with EP
- Contains insert sheet with credits and lyrics. The CD comes in a paper sleeve inside the vinyl sleeve.
- Recorded and Mixed at Type Foundry in Portland, Oregon June 22nd & 23rd, 2009.
- ℗ 2009 The copyright in these sound recordings is owned by Alela Diane Menig under license to Fargo Records
- Tracks B3 & CD6 published by Silver Dollar Music (ASCAP), administered by Bug Music.
- No track durations printed on the release.
- Recorded & Mixed at Type Foundry in Portland, Oregon June 22nd & 23rd, 2009
- Limited edition companion album to "Alela Diane - To Be Still".
- Catalog number appears as "RTRADLP 539" on cover spine and as "RTRADST539" on labels.
Barcodes
- Barcode: 5 024545 569261
- Rights Society: BMI
- Rights Society: ASCAP
- Barcode (Text): 3 298490 211922
- Matrix / Runout (Side A, etched): 85244 1A FR 21192
- Matrix / Runout (Side B, etched): 85244 1B FR 21192
- Matrix / Runout (CD): CA SOUND PERFORMANCE FR21192 @@ IFPI LY88 9/30/2009 7:35:41 PM 0000528653
- Mastering SID Code (CD): IFPI LY88
- Mould SID Code (CD): IFPI 126E
- Barcode (Sticker on front cover): 883870053914
About Alela Diane Featuring Alina Hardin
American singer and songwriter living in Portland, Oregon, born April 20, 1983, Nevada City, California, USA.
Real Name
- Alela Diane Menig
Name Vars
- Alela
- Alela Diane & Wild Devine
Aliases
- Alela Diane Menig
Summary by Harald Naumann
Comments
Well I'm sure no one cares but I stumbled upon this song and thought this was going to pale in comparison to the Fairport convention version. Boy I was wrong these ladies are awesome. I will be looking up more music by them.
Great vocals.
vous êtes trop magnifiques
11/02/2021: she cam out of hiding yesterday. her face shown clear and bright, empty of history
Masterful!
Alela tu es trop puissante tu est simplement la meilleure...❤❤❤❤
Remember this from George Gently, but this version ist even better!
Beautyful!
J’adore cette chanson elle est tout simplement magnifique ❤️
The only version I listen to other than Doc Watson's version, both are amazing!
Wow, this is a good version.
I dare you to find one straight bad guy in this story
A holiday, a holiday,
The first one of the year.
Lord Arlen's wife came into the church
The Gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done
She cast her eyes about,
And there she saw little Matty Groves
Walking in the crowd.
"Come home with me, little Matty Groves,
Come home with me tonight.
Come home with me, little Matty Groves,
And sleep with me 'til light"
"Oh I can't come home, I won't come home,
And sleep with you tonight!
By the rings on your fingers I can tell
You are my master's wife."
"What if I am Lord Arlen's wife,
Lord Arlen's not at home.
He is out in the far cornfields,
Bringing the yearlings home."
A servant who was standing by
And hearing what was said,
He swore Lord Arlen he would know
Before the sun would set.
And in his hurry to carry the news
He bent his breast and ran,
And when he came to the broad mill stream
He took off his shoes and swam.
Matty Groves he lay down
And took a little sleep.
When he awoke, Lord Arlen
Was standing at his feet,
Saying "How do you like my feather bed?
And how do you like my sheets?
How do you like my lady
Who lies in your arms asleep?"
"Oh well I like your feather bed
And well I like your sheets,
But better I like your lady wife
Who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up! Get up!" Lord Arlen cried,
"Get up as quick as you can!
It'll never be said in fair England
That I skew a naked man."
"Oh I can't get up, I won't get up
I can't get up for my life!
For you have two long beaten swords
And I but a pocket knife."
"Well it's true I have two beaten swords,
And they cost me deep in the purse.
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worse.
"And you will strike the very first blow
And strike it like a man!
I will strike the very next blow
And I'll kill you if I can."
So Matty struck the very first blow
And he hurt Lord Arlen sore.
Lord Arlen struck the very next blow
And Matty struck no more.
And then Lord Arlen he took his wife
And he sat her upon his knee,
Saying, "Who do you like the best of us,
Matty Groves or me?"
And then up spoke his own dear wife,
Never heard to speak so free:
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you or your finery."
Lord Arlen he jumped up
And loudly he did bawl;
He struck his wife right through the heart
And pinned her against the wall.
"A grave, a grave!" Lord Arlen cried,
"To put these lovers in!
But bury my lady at the top -
She was of noble kin."
The first one of the year.
Lord Arlen's wife came into the church
The Gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done
She cast her eyes about,
And there she saw little Matty Groves
Walking in the crowd.
"Come home with me, little Matty Groves,
Come home with me tonight.
Come home with me, little Matty Groves,
And sleep with me 'til light"
"Oh I can't come home, I won't come home,
And sleep with you tonight!
By the rings on your fingers I can tell
You are my master's wife."
"What if I am Lord Arlen's wife,
Lord Arlen's not at home.
He is out in the far cornfields,
Bringing the yearlings home."
A servant who was standing by
And hearing what was said,
He swore Lord Arlen he would know
Before the sun would set.
And in his hurry to carry the news
He bent his breast and ran,
And when he came to the broad mill stream
He took off his shoes and swam.
Matty Groves he lay down
And took a little sleep.
When he awoke, Lord Arlen
Was standing at his feet,
Saying "How do you like my feather bed?
And how do you like my sheets?
How do you like my lady
Who lies in your arms asleep?"
"Oh well I like your feather bed
And well I like your sheets,
But better I like your lady wife
Who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up! Get up!" Lord Arlen cried,
"Get up as quick as you can!
It'll never be said in fair England
That I skew a naked man."
"Oh I can't get up, I won't get up
I can't get up for my life!
For you have two long beaten swords
And I but a pocket knife."
"Well it's true I have two beaten swords,
And they cost me deep in the purse.
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worse.
"And you will strike the very first blow
And strike it like a man!
I will strike the very next blow
And I'll kill you if I can."
So Matty struck the very first blow
And he hurt Lord Arlen sore.
Lord Arlen struck the very next blow
And Matty struck no more.
And then Lord Arlen he took his wife
And he sat her upon his knee,
Saying, "Who do you like the best of us,
Matty Groves or me?"
And then up spoke his own dear wife,
Never heard to speak so free:
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips
Than you or your finery."
Lord Arlen he jumped up
And loudly he did bawl;
He struck his wife right through the heart
And pinned her against the wall.
"A grave, a grave!" Lord Arlen cried,
"To put these lovers in!
But bury my lady at the top -
She was of noble kin."
Wonderful
Little Musgrave / Matty Groves - wonderful stuff !!!
La fantástica versión de Fairport Convention fué la primera que escuché de esta canción
สวรรค์ชัดๆ
So country
So country
Matty Groves
A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd
"Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight
Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light"
"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife"
"But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home
He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home"
And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said
He swore Lord Donald he would know before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam
Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord Donald was standing at his feet
Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets
How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?"
"Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up, get up, " Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man"
"Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife"
"Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse
And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man
I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can"
So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore
Lord Donald struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more
And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee
Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?"
And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery"
Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl
He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall
"A grave, a grave, " Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin.
A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done, she cast her eyes about
And there she saw little Matty Groves, walking in the crowd
"Come home with me, little Matty Groves, come home with me tonight
Come home with me, little Matty Groves, and sleep with me till light"
"Oh, I can't come home, I won't come home and sleep with you tonight
By the rings on your fingers I can tell you are my master's wife"
"But if I am Lord Donald's wife, Lord Donald's not at home
He is out in the far cornfields bringing the yearlings home"
And a servant who was standing by and hearing what was said
He swore Lord Donald he would know before the sun would set
And in his hurry to carry the news, he bent his breast and ran
And when he came to the broad millstream, he took off his shoes and he swam
Little Matty Groves, he lay down and took a little sleep
When he awoke, Lord Donald was standing at his feet
Saying "How do you like my feather bed and how do you like my sheets
How do you like my lady who lies in your arms asleep?"
"Oh, well I like your feather bed and well I like your sheets
But better I like your lady gay who lies in my arms asleep"
"Well, get up, get up, " Lord Donald cried, "get up as quick as you can
It'll never be said in fair England that I slew a naked man"
"Oh, I can't get up, I won't get up, I can't get up for my life
For you have two long beaten swords and I not a pocket knife"
"Well it's true I have two beaten swords and they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them and I will have the worse
And you will strike the very first blow and strike it like a man
I will strike the very next blow and I'll kill you if I can"
So Matty struck the very first blow and he hurt Lord Donald sore
Lord Donald struck the very next blow and Matty struck no more
And then Lord Donald took his wife and he sat her on his knee
Saying "Who do you like the best of us, Matty Groves or me?"
And then up spoke his own dear wife, never heard to speak so free
"I'd rather a kiss from dead Matty's lips than you or your finery"
Lord Donald he jumped up and loudly he did bawl
He struck his wife right through the heart and pinned her against the wall
"A grave, a grave, " Lord Donald cried, "to put these lovers in
But bury my lady at the top for she was of noble kin.
Very nice cover
poor bastard just wanna get laid
Ok, this was nice! But really... if you don't know it already: y'all MUST discover Joan Baez's version of Matty Groves! The most powerful, most haunting, most out-of-this-world, most definitive version!!
this matty groves and the girl were punished by the lord for adultery and that is justice! Pray god and don't be disturbed by flesh! Flesh is devil! Think about your eternity, not about your poor life in this world! You don't have to be happy here, just stay with your wife and husband and prepare yourself for your death to come! Loving a man or a woman is useless, just love god! amen!
Stunning
Oh yeah. Right up there with Fairport Convention and Doc Watson.
Wow, that was extraordinary! The only version I have ever heard to come close to the Fairport Convention version. These gals are talented!
Mrs. Alexa Diane: one on my favorite singer-sing writer, wonderful version!
Something so magical happens when Alela and Alina sing together...it's so beautiful...
