Agnes Obel performing at TV Noir, Berlin (Germany), May 2010 - Setlist in description. No copyrights intended. Uploaded only for the pure enjoyment of Agnes Obel fans. For this fine lady's music, see: www.agnesobel.com Full session & Interview can be found here: Part.1: kzfaq.info/get/bejne/d5qilqZ7nKu4g5s.html Part.2: kzfaq.info/get/bejne/Z9eTqd10q6nOl4E.html Setlist : 00:00:00 - Philharmonics 00:04:18 - Just So 00:08:04 - Over The Hill 00:11:55 - Katie Cruel 00:17:25 - Brother Sparrow

I would guess that English is not her first language, yet she masters it in her lyrics through indirect meaning and power of the sounds of words and expressions, much like T.S. Eliot did in his poetry. Her music adds a dreamlike dimension, strong but also ephemeral. I'm overjoyed that her music has finally reached me in the States.

Music Agnes Obel for me- LOVE IN FIRST LISTEN💙🍸

Simply amazing 😮oh my Lonesome shadow when did you learn to swim with such grace 😊beautiful

Such a beautiful song this women has the voice of an Angelxxxx❤Thank you Agnes xCasey nevell

Agnes obel you're still a thrill to tell.. your music is grand and we all will stand.. to applaud you and your quartet band.. thank you so much we look forward to more of a touch of your music played live in the United States your music will thrive

legend is back.

素晴らしい曲です。 何度も聴いています。 ありがとう。😊🇯🇵

Thankyou Agnes and your ladies

Wow, amazing! Thank you. 🌟🌟♒♒💚💚🌎🌎

her seductive music, her exquisite voice, and the unique way she sings her songs, become a path that leads to my soul!

When I first came to town, They called me roving jewel; Now they've changed their tune, Call me Katy Cruel, Through the woods I'm goin', Through the bogs and mire, Straightway down the road, To my heart's desire When I first came to town, They brought me drinks of plenty; Now they've changed their tune, Bring me bottles empty, Through the woods I'm goin', Through the bogs and mire, Straightway down the road, To my heart's desire Through the woods I'm goin', Through the bogs and mire, Straightway down the road, If I was where I would be, Then I would be where I am not, Here I am where I must be Go where I would, I cannot. Go where I would, I cannot. Go where I would.

Just so.....pezzo meraviglioso.

What a good and pleasant idea to sing Agnes Obel. Your voice was / is destinated to sing for our pleasure !

Herrlich ❤

Me encanta... literalmente cada que las escucho me transporto a otro mundo.

Voices in the street Footsteps on the concrete Guess I hear just every sound On the ground From my window view I know a color blue That can bite so very hard The day apart Picture fresh as water clear Days have passed without you here Street lights dancing on the dark Across the park Waiting for a word from you Waiting for a sign or two Footsteps on the city ground You know the sound Brother Sparrow Come tomorrow To my window Brother Sparrow Come tomorrow To my window

Agnes...and Annie Anne ...two intelligent exotic flowers blossoming right before our eyes...sharing Heaven 'in the Now.' Ahhhhh ..... T H A N K Y O U🎶🌻💥🌲🎶🌎🌸🎶🎄💗🎶

Black turns beat me bright, turning on the light Today is gonna be the day, you hear some body say We need you right away Tiptoe over the floor What are you waiting for? So so and no more Thats all to be, so before. Today is gonna be the day, you hear somebody say, We need you right away You hear the moments kick and play. The order of the day is already in your way The widow shade, the nurse and maid, To let it all just work away, From head to toe, where shadow grows, Since forever and a day Quiet moments home Where some do you roam? Today is gonna be the day You hear some body say We need you right away. No time for tea or lemonade. Some moments of the day Were only half awake. Drink a toast to the sun To the things that never go, To the break of the day That is all that I say

Спасибо

Excelentes.

J'adore votre musique ❤

She replies only in English 😆 💗

What a treat! Thank you for posting this. Very cool.

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This is my favorite Agnes Obel: "Unplugged". No any special electronics effects. Only vocals, piano and string

I love!

Ahhhh....beautiful. thanks.

Wonderfull

... manos. Tus manos, las tuyas. Dedos elongados y tremulos como si tuviesen un idioma propio, expresando una vida autónoma de tu pensamiento, de tu sentir. Pasado es ya; tus manos y las de todos permitían el saludo, vibrar con el calor y energía del llegado; en el abrazo, cariñosamente ellas palmoteaban suavemente el hombro de tu encontrado. De igual suerte significaban un adiós, un hasta pronto. Gozo o tristeza, soledad o presencia del otro. Hoy, las observo cuidadosamente e intuyo en ellas una magia, tu magia, con un amor total y real por la vida, por el aire que respiras y por la bella música que ellas producen ... 🥀🌹🌺🌻 ... 💜🍁💚 . ..

... Agnes & Anne, Katie Cruel ..... Solo sé decirte que cuando se sonríe siempre es porque todas las historias de amor verdadero, tienen su inicio con una sonrisa. Soñando también se construye un mundo, el íntimo, el personal acompañando mi noche y quebrando mi silencio y ausencia, viéndote, escuchandote. Platón fue un filósofo, yo soy humano, de carne y hueso, pero pienso y por ello existo ... 🥀🌹🌺🌼...💜🍁💚 ...

Великолепно!!!

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She reminds me of matt eliot

je pense que je suis amoureux.... je suis musiciens aussi..?????

Ich kann das nicht zulassen. Bitte auf Französisch.

Uhmmm 11:53 🥵