Welcome, October

 “The skies they were ashen and sober;        The leaves they were crispĂ©d and sere—        The leaves they were withering and sere;  It was night in the lonesome October        Of my most immemorial year;  It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,        In the misty mid region of Weir—  It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,        In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.” (First stanza of “Ulalume” by Edgar Allen Poe)

Amazing Talent

One 19 year-old + all the instruments + Pink Floyd + video wizardry = better be sitting down



If you've got an additional 20 minutes, here's the same kid covering Pink Floyd's "Echoes". Note for note.



(ht: Open Culture)

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