Great songs: Majesty by Madrugada

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Some songs just hit you in the heart and spine like a fist. Majesty by Madrugada is that kind of song. I just heard it randomly on my computer and hadn't heard it for a while and I want "oh... Majesty!" to myself, though I am home alone. I was in the middle of some work and has a lot to do, but it just had to wait. I had to write this.

From the first guitarchord you just melt and wanna lay down and cry of the sadness and beauty that is this song. Sivert Høyems voice is always beautiful, but in this it's a miracle. Kind of reminds me of a cross between Michael Stipe and the vocalist of Interpol. The song is so so simple, and really reflects the feeling of the lyrics when a relationship is ending or over and you just feel all empty. I have never met anyone that has never been touched by this song. For me it's up there with Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah and Elliott Smiths Between the bars. Sadly Madrugada's great guitarist Robert Burås passed away last year, and I don't know what will happen know, if Madrugada will continue or the rest of the members will focus on their solo projects. Anyways Madrugada is one of the best of the best bands that Norway ever produced. I am sure I will write more about them later. Look forward to a post in my Musical Memories series for that :) Until then, ENJOY and be prepared to be very moved.

Here is the song video, live, cd (Listen to the cd or live not only the video. Very bad sound quality on that one!)
, and these are the lyrics:
So am I
Good or bad
The way that things did turn out
I did only make you sad

And we cried and we cried
On the phone
Oh, but in my mind
You were never that all alone

Oh, you were majesty
Your roads were heavy
And your longing was cut from bone

So am I
Am I good or bad
Could only awake your anger
I could only make you mad
Now was that how you showed me
That you were still so young and bold
Anyway those fights did drive me
And I was dying of thirst and I wasn't growing old

Oh, you were majesty
Your ropes were heavy
And your roads were very cold
Oh, oh, oh, majesty

But in my mind
I could still climb inside your bed
And I could be victorious
Still the only man to pass through the glorious arch of your head, o-oh

Oh, you were majesty
Your ropes were heavy
And your cheeks were very red

Oh, you were majesty
Now it's like I said
That spirit, it's now dead