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Ю-Питер

Классика 22

Албениз Исаак
Албениз Матео
Бах Иоган Себостьян
Бетховен Людвиг ван
Бизе Жорж
Брамс Иоганнес
Вивальди Антонио
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Гершвин Джордж
Григ Эдвард
Дебюсси Клод
Камиль Сен-Санс
Мендельсон
Моцарт Вольфгант Амадей
Мусоргский Модест Пертрович
Норис Крис
Огинский Михал Клеофас
Паганини Никколо
Рахманинов Сергей Васильевич
Римский-Корсаков
Чайковский Пётр Ильич
Шуберт Франц
 

 

Nick Cave

As I Sat Sadly By Her Side
Brompton Oratory
Gates To The Garden
God Is In The House
Halleluijah
Henry Lee
Into My Arms
Oh My Lord
Sweetheart Come
The Down Syndrome
Where The Wild Roses Grow
Вверх

As I Sat Sadly By Her Side

 Интро: Am(V) F(VIII) Am(V) F(VIII)
        Am(V) F(VIII) Am(V) F(VIII)

 Примечание:
 F(VIII) можно брать и на 3-ем ладу-

 e-5-|
 B-6-|
 G-5-|
 D-3-|
 A-3-|
 E-x-|

  Я думаю, что Мик Харви использует аппликатуру,
 похожую на указанную выше, а именно:

 e-5-|
 B-6-|
 G-5-|
 D-7-|
 A-x-|
 E-x-|

 Такой вариант неплохо звучит при исполнении
 песни группой, т.е. вместе с другими
 инструментами, но при исполнении песни на
 одной акустике лучше использовать обычный F(VIII).

 Мелодия, исполняемая периодически на пианино:

 e----5---5-----5---5-7-8-7-5-7-|
 B------5---5-------------------|
 G------------------------------|
 D--7---------------------------|
 A------------------------------|
 E------------------------------|

 e----5---5-----5---5---8-7-5-7-|
 B------5---5-------------------|
 G------------------------------|
 D--7---------------------------|
 A------------------------------|
 E------------------------------|

 e----5---5-----5---5---5-7-8-7-|
 B------5---5-------------------|
 G------------------------------|
 D--7---------------------------|
 A------------------------------|
 E------------------------------|

 e----5---5-----5--5--8-7-5-7-5-|
 B------5---5-------------------|
 G------------------------------|
 D--7---------------------------|
 A------------------------------|
 E------------------------------|


 Am(V)                         F(VIII)
    As I sat sadly by her side
                                     Am(V)
    At the window, through the glass
    She stroked a kitten in her lap
            F(VIII)                          Am(V)
    And we watched the world as it fell past
                                       F(VIII)
    Softly she spoke these words to me
                                       Am(V)
    And with brand new eyes, open wide
    We pressed our faces to the glass
       F(I)         G      Am
    As I sat sadly by her side

 She said, "Father, mother, sister, brother,
 Uncle, aunt, nephew, niece,
 Soldier, sailor, physician, labourer,
 Actor, scientist, mechanic, priest
 Earth and moon and sun and stars
 Planets and comets with tails blazing
 All are there forever falling
 Falling lovely and amazing"

 Then she smiled and turned to me
 And waited for me to reply
 Her hair was falling down her shoulders
 As I sat sadly by her side

 As I sat sadly by her side
 The kitten she did gently pass
 Over to me and again we pressed
 Our different faces to the glass
 "That may be very well", I said
 "But watch the one falling in the street
 See him gesture to his neighbours
 See him trampled beneath their feet
 All outward motion connects to nothing
 For each is concerned with their immediate need
 Witness the man reaching up from the gutter
 See the other one stumbling on who can not see"

 With trembling hand I turned toward her
 And pushed the hair out of her eyes
 The kitten jumped back to her lap
 As I sat sadly by her side

 Then she drew the curtains down
 And said, "When will you ever learn
 That what happens there beyond the glass
 Is simply none of your concern?
 God has given you but one heart
 You are not a home for the hearts of your brothers

 And God does not care for your benevolence
 Anymore than he cares for the lack of it in others
 Nor does he care for you to sit
 At windows in judgement of the world He created
 While sorrows pile up around you
 Ugly, useless and over-inflated"

 At which she turned her head away
 Great tears leaping from her eyes
 I could not wipe the smile from my face
 As I sat sadly by her side
Вверх

Brompton Oratory

  C                Am
     Up those stone steps I climb
  Dm                 G
     Hail this joyful day?s return
  C                          Am
     Into it?s great shadowed vault I go
  G#               Gm     F
     Hail the Pentecostal morn...  (и т.д.)
Вверх

Gates To The Garden mp3

    G*
  e-0-|
  B-0-|
  G-0-|
  D-0-|
  A-x-|
  E-x-|

 Am
   Past the ivy-covered windows of
             (G*)
   The Angel
 Am                              Dm     G (G*)
   Down Athenaeum Lane to the cathedral
 Am                                  (G*)
   Through the churchyard I wandered
 Am                          Dm         G
   Sat for a spell there and I pondered
                   F    G
   My back to the gates
                   F    G
   My back to the gates
                   F    G          C       (G*) Am
   My back to the gates    of the garden

 Am
   Fugitive fathers, sickly infants, decent mothers
                          Dm    G
   Runaways and suicidal lovers
 Am                                 (G*)
   Assorted boxes of ordinary bones
 Am                                       Dm   G
   Of aborted plans and sudden shattered hopes
               F   G
   In unlucky rows
               F   G
   ln unhappy rows
               F               G            C      F G
   In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden

             C              G
  Won?t you meet me at the gates
             C              G
  Won?t you meet me at the gates
             C              G
  Won?t you meet me at the gates
          C
  To the garden

Beneath the creeping shadow of the tower
The bell from St. Edmunds informs me of the hour
I turn to find you waiting there for me
In sunlight and I see the way that you breathe
Allve and leaning
Allve and leaning
Allve and leaning on the gates of the garden

Leave these ancient places to the angels
Let the saints attend to their keeping of the cathedrals
And leave the dead beneath the ground so cold
For God is in this hand that I hold
As we open up the gates of the garden

Won?t you meet me at the gates
Won?t you meet me at the gates
Won?t you meet me at the gates
To the garden
Вверх

God Is In The House mp3

   Intro: C F Dm G C

         C
  We?ve laid the cables and the wires
  We?ve split the wood and stoked the fires
                                  F
  We?ve lit our town so there is no
  Place for crime to hide
               Dm
  Our little church is painted white
              G
  And in the safety of the night
  We all go quiet as a mouse
  For the word is out
   C
  God is in the house
                  F
  God is in the house
                 Dm
  God is in the house
                      G
  No cause for worry now
                  C
  God is in the house

Moral sneaks in the White House
Computer geeks in the school house
Drug freaks in the crack house
We don?t have that stuff here
We have a tiny little Force
But we need them of course
For the kittens in the trees
And at night we are on our knees
As quiet as a mouse
For God is in the house
God is in the house
God is in the house
And no one?s left in doubt
God is in the house

Homos roaming the streets in packs
Queer bashers with tyre-jacks
Lesbian counter-attacks
That stuff is for the big cities
Our town is very pretty
We have a pretty little square
We have a woman for a mayor
Our policy is firm but fair
Now that God is in the house
God is in the house
God is in the house
Any day now He?ll come out
God is in the house

Well-meaning little therapists
Goose-stepping twelve-stepping Tetotalltarianists
The tipsy, the reeling and the drop down pissed
We got no time for that stuff here
Zero crime and no fear
We?ve bred all our kittens white
So you can see them in the night
And at night we?re on our knees
As quiet as a mouse
Since the word got out
From the North down to the South
For no-one?s left in doubt
There?s no fear about
If we all hold hands and very quietly shout
Hallelujah
God is in the house
God is in the house
Oh I wish He would come out
God is in the house
Вверх

Halleluijah

 Мелодия скрипки:

 e-----------------------|
 B-----------------------|
 G-2---2-4-5-7-9/11--12--|
 ........................|

 Моя вариация аккордов с мелодией скрипки:

   Am                         G
 e-0--0-0-0---0---0--0--0--2--3-3-3-|
 B-1--1-1-1---1---0--1--3--3--3-3-3-|
 G-2--2-2-2---2---2--2--2--0--0-0-0-|
 D-2--2-2-2---2---2--2--2--0--0-0-0-|
 A-0--0-0-0---0---0--0--0-----2-2-2-|
 E----------------------------3-3-3-|

 Am
   On the first day of May I took to the road
 G
   I?d been staring out the window most of the morning
 Am
   I?d watched the rain claw at the glass
          G
   And a vicious wind blew hard and fast
                                Am
   I should have taken it as a warning
         G        Am
   As a warning A-a-as a warning
         G
   As a warning

 [так же, как и выше:]

 I?d given my nurse the weekend off
 My meals were ill prepared
 My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
 And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
 With all its teeth bared
 All its teeth bared All its teeth bared
 All its teeth bared.

       Am         G
 Hallelujah Hallelujah
       Am         G
 Hallelujah Hallelujah

 Bridge:

   B         Gm             D* D
 e-----------------------------|
 B---------------8----------10-|
 G--------7-9-10---------------|
 D-8---10----------8-7---------|
 ..............................|

   B         Gm             D* D
 e-----------------------------|
 B---------------8----------7--|
 G--------7-9-10---------------|
 D-8---10----------8-7---------|
 ..............................|

   B         F     D#    D
 e-------------------------|
 B-------------------------|
 G--------7-10-----8-----7-|
 D-8---10------------------|
 ..........................|

 D*
 e-x-|
 B-3-|
 G-2-|
 D-0-|
 A-x-|
 E-x-|

I left my house without my coat
Something my nurse would not have allowed
And I took the small roads out of town
And I passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pyjamas clung to me like a shroud
Like a shroud Like a shroud
Like a shroud

There rose before me a little house
With all hope and dreams kept within
A woman?s voice close to my ear
Said, "Why don?t you come in here?"
"You looked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin Soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin

Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah

I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty salutation
But I knew if my nurse had been here
She would never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation That invitation
That invitation

Now, you might think it wise to risk it all
Throw caution to the reckless wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one salvation
So I turned back home
I turned back home I turned back home
Singing my song

Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry
them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Вверх

Henry Lee

Am - arpeggio for intro


Am
Get down get down little Henry Lee

                        Dm
And stay all night with me

You won't find a girl in this damned world

                       Am
That will compare with me

Am      G
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow

C               Am
la la la la la,  la la la la lee

Dm                              Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee


I can't get down and I won't get down
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
I love her far better than thee
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

She leaned herself against a fence
Just for a kiss or two
And with a little pen-knife held in her hand
She plugged him through and through
And the wind did roar and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

Come take him by his lilly-white hands
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep, deep well
Which is more than one hundred feet
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee
Till the flesh drops from your bones
For the girl you have in that merry green land
Can wait forever for you to come home
And the wind did howl and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee

Вверх

Into My Arms

      Интро: G C F...F^F C...C^C

      ^ - "хаммер" на 2-ой сируне (открытая "b"->"c" на первом ладу)
      Я делаю это примерно так:

        G5 C/GF           F^ F      F*F   C/G         C^ C        G5  C/G  F...
     e|-3--0--1--1-1--1-1-0--1--1-1-0-1---0--0-0--0-0-0--0--0-0-|
     B|-3--1--1--1-1--1-1-0--1--1-1-0-1---1--1-1--1-1-0--1--1-1-|
     G|-0--0--2--2-2--2-2-2--2--2-2-2-2---0--0-0--0-0-0--0--0-0-|
     D|-0--2--3--3-3--2-3-3--3--3-3-3-3---2--2-2--2-2-2--2--2-2-|
     A|-2--3--3--3-3--3-3-3--3--3-3-3-3---3--3-3--3-3-3--3--3-3-|
     E|-3--3--1--1-1--1-1(0)-1--1-1(0)1---3--3-3--3-3-3--3--3-3-|

      F*-без "хаммера"
      Note: F^-(небольшая пауза)-F
            C^-(небольшая пауза)-C

      Вы можете варьировать звучание по собственному вкусу.


    G5 C/G F                               (F^F)      C  (C^C)
               I don?t believe in an interventionist God
    G5 C/G F                           (F^F)   C  (C^C)
                But I know, darling, that you do
    G5 C/G F                           (F^F)             C   (C^C)
                But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
    G5 C/G F                                      C  (C^C)
                Not to intervene when it came to you
           C                                 F
                Not to touch a hair on your head
                                    Dm
                To leave you as you are
                                           G
                And if He felt He had to direct you
                        Em              G
                Then direct you into my arms

    Припев можно играть двумя способами:1) с "хаммерами", "пуллами"
   и "слайдами"; 2) без них.

    Первый:
               Dm                              C/G
    e|-3^1-0^1-1--1-1--1-1-0^^1--1-1-|-1^0-----0--0-0--0-0-0-----0-0-|
    B|---------3--3-3--3-3-3-----3-3-|-----3/5-1--1-1--1-1-0^^1--1-1-|
    G|---------2--2-2--2-2-2-----2-2-|---------0--0-0--0-0-0-----0-0-|
    D|---------0--0-0--0-0-0-----0-0-|---------2--2-2--2-2-2-----2-2-|
    A|--------(0)(0-0)(0-0-0)---(0-0)|---------3--3-3--3-3-3-----3-3-|
    E|-------------------------------|---------3--3-3--3-3-3-----3-3-|

    Второй:
               Dm                              C/G
       In to my-y arms       Oh,Lord      In to my-y arms       Oh,Lord
    e|-3--1--0--1-1--1-1--1-1-0^^1--1-1-|-1--0-----0-0--0-0--0-0-0-----0-0-|
    B|------------3--3-3--3-3-3-----3-3-|-------3----1--1-1--1-1-0^^1--1-1-|
    G|------------2--2-2--2-2-2-----2-2-|------------0--0-0--0-0-0-----0-0-|
    D|------------0--0-0--0-0-0-----0-0-|------------2--2-2--2-2-2-----2-2-|
    A|-----------(0)(0-0)(0-0-0)---(0-0)|------------3--3-3--3-3-3-----3-3-|
    E|----------------------------------|------------3--3-3--3-3-3-----3-3-|
Вверх

Oh My Lord mp3

    D*   Em7    D6*
  e-x-| e-0-| e-(0)-|
  B-3-| B-3-| B--0--|
  G-2-| G-0-| G--2--|
  D-0-| D-2-| D--0--|
  A-x-| A-2-| A--x--|
  E-x-| E-0-| E--x--|

                                  D*
  I thought I?d take a walk today
                                  Em
  It?s a mistake I sometimes make
                            Em7 D
  The kids lay asleep in be-ed
                       D6* Em
  My wife lay wide-awake
                                  Em7 D
  I kissed her softly on the bro-ow
                            D6* Em
  I tried not to make a sound
                                     Em7 D
  But with stony eyes she looked at me
                            D6* Em
  And gently squeezed my hand
                   (Em7) D                    (D6*) Em
  Call it a premonition,   call it a crazy vision
               (Em7) D                                (D6*) Em
  Call it intuitio-o-on, something learned from mother
                            Em7 D                   (D6*) Em
  But when she looked up at me,     I could clearly see
                    Em7 D                   (D6*) Em
  The Sword of Damocles   hanging directly above her
      D          Em
  Oh Lord Oh my Lord
      D
  Oh Lord
   G            (G7)
  How have I offended thee?
    C               Cm
  Wrap your tender arms around me
      G       D
  Oh Lord Oh Lord
         Em    D    Em
  Oh My Lo-o-o-ord

They called at me through the fence
They were not making any sense
They claimed that I had lost the plot
Kept saying that I was not
The man I used to be
They held their babes aloft
Threw marsh mellows at the Security
And said that I?d grown soft

Call it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion,
But their words of derision meant they hardly knew me
For even I could see in the way they looked at me
The Spear of Destiny sticking right through me
Oh Lord Oh my lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh Lord Oh lord
Oh My Lord

Now l?m at the hairdressers
People watch me as they move past
A guy wearing plastic antlers
Presses his bum against the glass
Now l?m down on my hands and knees
And it?s so fucking hot!
Someone cries, "What are you looking for?"
I scream, "The plot, the plot!"
I grab my telephone, I call my wife at home
She screams, "Leave us alone!" I say, "Hey, it?s only me"
The hairdresser with his scissors, he holds up the mirror
I look back and shiver; I can?t even believe what I can see
Be mindful of the prayers you send
Pray hard but pray with care
For the tears that you are crying now
Are just your answered prayers
The ladders of life that we scale merrily
Move mysteriously around
So that when you think you?re climbing up, man
In fact you?re climbing down
Into the hollows of glamour, where with spikes and hammer
With telescopic camera, they chose to turn the screw
Oh I hate them, Ma! Oh I hate them, Pa!
Oh I hate them all for what they went and done to you
Oh Lord Oh my Lord
Oh Lord
How have I offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh Lord Oh Lord
Oh My Lord
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Sweetheart Come mp3

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   Come over here, babe
                  C
   lt ain?t that bad
 G
   I don?t claim to understand
 Am                             (G*G*)
   The troubles that you?ve had
 Am                                  C
   But the dogs you say they fed you to
   Lay their muzzles in your lap
 G
   And the lions that they led you to
 Am                        (G*G*)
   Lie down and take a nap
 Am
   The ones you fear are wind and air
 C
   And I love you without measure
 G
   It seems we can be happy now
 Am                             (G*G*) Am
   Be it better late than never

 N.C.           Am
   Sweetheart, come
   Sweetheart, come
         C
   Sweetheart, come
   Sweetheart, come
         G
   Sweetheart, come
   Sweetheart, come
         Am
   Sweetheart, come
   Sweetheart, come
 (G*G*)  Am
   Sweetheart, come
   Sweetheart, come
         C
   Sweetheart, come
   Sweetheart, come
         G
   Sweetheart, come
                    Am
   Sweetheart, come    to me

The burdens that you carry now
Are not of your creation
So let?s not weep for their evil deeds
But for their lack of imagination
Today?s the time for courage, babe
Tomorrow can be for forgiving
And if he touches you again with his stupid hands
His life won?t be worth living

Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come to me

Walk with me now under the stars
For it?s a clear and easy pleasure
And be happy in my company
For I love you without measure
Walk with me now under the stars
It?s a safe and easy pleasure
It seems we can be happy now
It?s late but it ain?t never
It?s late but it ain?t never
It?s late but it ain?t never
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The Down Syndrome

Intro.

Standart tuning.

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Where The Wild Roses Grow

     Gm               Cm Gm
They call me The Wild Rose
       Bb             D
but my name was Elisa Day
         Gm                  Cm  Gm
Why they call me it I do not know
       Gm        F    Gm
For my name was Elisa Day

         Gm                         Bb
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
       Cm                    D
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
        Gm                      Bb
For her lips were the colour of roses
     Cm                       D
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that run down my face

They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I?d seen
I said,"Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"

On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said,"If i show the roses will you follow?"

They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
As she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said,"All beaty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth

They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
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English songs 109

ABBA
AC-DC
Adams Bryan
Adriano Celentano
Aerosmith
A-Ha
Animals
Antonio Banderos
Apocalyptica
Armstrong Louis
Billy's Band
Bjork
Blink 182
Blondie
Blur
Bob Dylan
Boney M
Bon Jovi
Bowie David
Brainstorm
Braxton Toni
Butch
Celine Dion
Chris De Burgh
Chris Isaak
Chuck Berry
Clapton Eric
Cohen Leonard
Cranberries
Deep Purple
Depeche Mode
Dire Straits
Donovan Jason
Eagles
Electric Light Orchestra
Elton John
Elvis Presley
Era
Europe
Evanescence
Garbage
Gary Moore
Glen Wiston
Gorillaz
Green Day
Guano Apes
Guns N Roses
Hendrix Jimi
Iggy Pop
Iron Maiden
Joe Dassin
Kansas
King Crimson
Kiss
Led Zeppelin
Leonard Cohen
Limp Bizkit
Linkin Park
Louis Amstrong
Madonna
Marilyn Manson
Marley Bob
Metallica
Moby
Morricone Ennio
Muse
Nazareth
Nelly Furtado
Nick Cave
Nirvana
No Doubt
Oasis
Offspring
Ottawan
Outkast
Ozzy Osbourne
Pain
Para Bellum
Pink Floyd
Placebo
P.O.D.
Queen
RadioHead
Rainbow
Rammstein
Rea Chris
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Ritchie Blackmore
Rolling Stones
Roxette
Rufus Wainwright
Santana
Sarah Brightman
Scorpions
Sex Pistols
Simon & Garfunkel
Shocking Blue
Soul Asylumx
Status Quo
Sting
System of a down
Sum 41
The Beatles
The Doors
Tito & Tarantula
U2
UB 40
Uriah Heep
Van Halen

Українські пісні 109

Boom Box
Escape
Flit
Kapela Drewutnia
Lama
LЮK
Mad Heads (XL)
Motor' rolla
NEON
Ot Vinta
The Вйо
Абздольц
Аероплан
Акорд
Ані Лорак
Бандурна розмова
Білик Ірина
Борщ
Брати Гадюкіни
Вася Club
Вій
Воплі Відоплясова
Гайдамаки
Гончар Олесь
Гринжоли
Гроно
Гуляйгород
Дарка і Славко
Дивні
Друга Ріка
Другий подих
Дударик
Експампей
Євтушенко Андрій
Жарівка (Дяк Олесь)
Журбовіз
Зібров Павло
Зінкевич Василь
Злотник Олександр
Івасюк Володимир
Калєкція
Карна
Карпа Ірена
Клямка
Козловський Віталій
Кому вниз
Крихітка Цахес
Курінь
Лесик-Band
Лорд Юрія
Львівські музики
Мандри
Менестрелі
Мері
Мертвий Півень
Міпеніум
Монте Крісто
Морозов Віктор
Нахтіґаль
Не журись!
Неборак Віктор
НеДІля
НЕМО
Нічлава блюз
Океан Ельзи
ПереBANDя
Перкалаба
Петрович
Піккардійська Терція
Піпа Олександр
Плач Єремїі
Пономарьов Олександр
Пророк
Росава
Ротару Софія
Руслана
Рутенія
С.К.А.Й.
САД
Самі свої
Серцевий Напад
Скрябін
Смерічка
Сокира Перука
Соколи
Таліта Кум
Тартак
Тінь сонця
Ткач Михайло
ТНМК
Тостер
Тріо Мареничів
Фарбований лис
Фестиваль Снів
Хвилю тримай
Цісик Квітка
Черемош
Черемшина
Четвертий кут
Чорний вересень
Чорні черешні
Шевченко Тарас
Щастя
Юркеш
Юрченко Юрко
Юрчишин Ярослав
Явір
Яка існуЄ
Яремчук Назарій

   
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