Gloomy Sunday is a song 50 years ago that drove hundreds of people into suicide withoutÂ apparent cause.
The original song, Hungarian version, is only a song made up of monotonous and repeatedly notes, just a depressing song born in the Great Depression. Melody that rises to the top and down abruptly.
Actually not a well-made song and plainly crude. The scariest part is only the photo of the dead composer, suicide in 1968.
Here a refined and beautified piece by Heather Nova I’d like to share.
with movie and mtv extract
pure for better sound quality
How one can turn the odds, even a death-driving song can also be maneuverable to beauty.
Only if one will and is willing to try.
There are many versions sung by various artists.
Billie Holiday–1932’s depression feel of a wretched waiting in line for the bread.
Bjork–reminded me of the people here, Vixxxx and Jexxxxx. The all mighty but obsessed with depression.
Sarah Brightman–the phantom of vampire living in English castle.
Sarah McLachlan–Isn’t she also depressed ?
Romance, how I wish having someone to share in the bath of my love.
What disappointed there were only stones I romanced with.
In real life though I found the barren ground, but there is still me, the forgettable not,Â should never be oblivious.