Laura Marling performs Song For Our Daughter at the prestigious Royal Albert Hall in London as part of the Mercury Prize 2020: Album of the Year. Watch more on iPlayer: bbc.co.uk/iplayer
Haunting. When you think you can play guitar, sing and write a song, along comes Laura to show you how to do it and stand out from the crowd. Brilliant.
Loved this performance and the album . My favourite female vocalist of all time by a long way ! Wow what an artist . This should have won hands down ... next year !!!
I love Laura and Joni. Both make great music. The big difference is that Laura doesn’t try to cram-in more words than will fit into the melody. 😉 Just sayin’.
Adam Reinaldy she did it in this live radio show ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-PJQwb1oiMME.html - it’s not the same as full band arrangement but enjoyable anyway :)
I came here because of her "Coffee Shop showdown" video on the British Council website (I'm an English teacher). I wasn't aware that she is a singer. Truly amazed by her voice!
Don’t like saying someone ‘is like’ because it takes away from their unique talent and style, but this is beautiful and reminds me of Neil Young. Great work
This is a beautiful song and Laura gives an immaculate performance of it. I love the album - every track is superb. When I heard Laura in her early career, I thought she was an outstanding performer and songwriter. She has continued to improve at such a rate that one day she may overtake Joni Mitchell as my all -time favourite singer/songwriter. It is getting to the point that I am struggling to find words that sufficiently express my admiration of her work. I can't wait for her next album.❤❤
@@ellisparrish5002 Are you drunk? 🥴 Laura marling is not only a singer.She is a storyteller.Too bad you don't get her songs but don't ruin the comments section with your nonsense.You sound desperate.
Though they may want you to tread in their trail Only to see if the path they set fails Though they may want you to take off your clothes Whatever they think that the action exposed With your clothes on the floor Taking advice from some old balding bore You’ll ask yourself “did I want this at all?” Do you remember what I said The book I left by your bed The words that some survivor read Lately I’ve been thinking bout our daughter growing old All of the bullshit that she might be told There’s blood on the floor Maybe now you’ll believe her for sure She remembers what I said The book I left by her bed The words that some survivor read Though they may take you for all you had left You wont be forgotten for what you had not done yet So you wished for a kiss from god You mourn in your childish loss Innocence gone but its not forgot You’ll cut your way through it somehow You remember what I said The book you left by your bed The words that will outlive the dead
You likely need to quit drinking and/or put the drugs down. She's very plain, highly overrated, and an awful excuse for "an artist". But that's fairly common for friends of Chris Thile.
@Riya Patadia With a “face” like y’all’s, got nothing to laugh about. Go back to your regularly planned day drinking, “fine, upstanding members of society and critics of all that is good to the like of thy minds”.
Though they may want you To tread in their trail Only to see if the path they set fails Though they may want you to take off your clothes Whatever they think that the action exposed With your clothes on the floor Taking advice from some old balding bore You'll ask yourself Did I want this at all Do you remember what I said The book I left by your bed The words that some survivor read Lately I've been thinking About our daughter growing old All of the bullshit that she might be told There's blood on the floor Maybe not, I believe her for sure She remembers what I said The book I left by her bed The words that some survivor read Though they may take you For all you had left You won't be forgotten For what you had not done yet So you asked for a kiss from God And you moan childless loss Innocence gone, but it's not forgot You'll cut your way through it somehow You remember what I said The book you left by your bed The words that we all have lived The debt
