The Brothers Four 在很多年輕人心目中是陌生的,但他們的確是美國最有生命力的組合之一,從50年代至今,他們的音樂已經流傳了40餘年。去年他們剛剛舉行了40周年的巡回紀念演唱會。他們的歌曲有的取材於美洲、愛爾蘭、蘇格蘭甚至日本等地,有的取材於同時代流行的各種樂風的名曲,經過他們的民謠風格的演繹,組成了涵蓋今古的龐大的曲庫。
在beatles登陸以前,50年代末的美國,沒有媒體的大聲宣揚,一個音樂時代已經安靜的誕生——那就是民謠時代。一般人認為民謠運動是由左翼的流浪詩人和抗議歌手發起的,事實上並不是這樣,在當時美國的大部分學校裏許多學生已經開始自組樂隊創作並演奏他們的歌曲,帶給小範圍的聽眾好聽的音樂並從中自娛自樂。 The Brothers Four正是站在這場運動的最前沿的樂隊之一。當他們在學校音樂節上表演時,他們肯定不會想到他們從此會出50張唱片,並在世界各地巡回表演,這一合作就是40年!
Greenfields Brother Four Music & Lyrics : Terry Gilkyson - Rich Dehr - Frank Miller
Once there were green fields, kissed by the sun. Once there were valleys, where rivers used to run. Once there were blue skies, with white clouds high above. Once they were part of an everlasting love. We were the lovers who strolled through green fields.
Green fields are gone now, parched by the sun. Gone from the valleys, where rivers used to run. Gone with the cold wind, that swept into my heart. Gone with the lovers, who let their dreams depart. Where are the green fields, that we used to roam ?
I\'ll never know what, made you run away. How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day. I only know there\'s, nothing here for me. Nothing in this wide world, left for me to see.
Still I\'ll keep on waiting, until you return. I\'ll keep on waiting, until the day you learn. You can\'t be happy, while your heart\'s on the roam, You can\'t be happy until you bring it home. Home to the green fields, and me once again
Try to remember
Try to remember the kind of September When life was slow and oh, so mellow Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain was yellow Try to remember the kind of September When you were a tender and callow fellow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow.
Try to remember when life was so tender That no one wept except the willow Try to remember the time of September When love was an ember about to billow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow.
Deep in December It\'s nice to remember Although you know the snow will follow Deep in December It\'s nice to remember The fire of September that made us mellow Deep in December our hearts should remember And follow, follow, follow...