The term Various Artists is used in the record industry when numerous singers and musicians collaborate on a song or collection of songs. Most often on Last.fm, compilation album tracks appear under the name of Various Artists erroneously because the individual artist is not listed in the album's ID3 information.
Compilation albums, for example.
Sometimes, single releases may be credited to Various Artists when their profits are going to charity and, usually in high-profile cases, are sometimes known by a group name. Examples include Band Aid with their releases of Do They Know It's Christmas? and USA for Africa with We Are The World.
Various Artists is also an actual performance name for Torsten Pröfrock, who runs the German DIN label. Torsten performs also as Dynamo, Erosion, Resilent, Traktor besides some others. He's a good friend of Robert Henke and since the Fall of 2004, he is a member of Monolake.
Various Artists was also a short-lived Bristol punk band formed by brothers Jonjo and Robin Key (originally from Birmingham). Other members were also simultaneously in Art Objects who went on to become The Blue Aeroplanes, the latter the Key brothers also co-wrote some songs and were involved in. When Various Artists imploded, the Key brothers went on to form Either / Or.
Various Artists also appear on tracks from musical theater soundtracks, due to the nature of having many cast members on one song, as well as an ensemble in some cases.
Magia
Various Artists Lyrics
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Hicieron del muerto, polvo, joyas, cuentos, magia
Negra cuando te acercas, te siento en el viento
Viernes en caseros, los tambores, ladran perros
Dueños de la oscuridad, de eterno silencio
Guardan los secretos, de la noche con maldad
No vamos a ningún lugar, que tenga buen puerto
Haceme desaparecer, grito león y a la sierra se fue
El cielo escucho y apago toda esa sed y el ahora esta bien
Historias de magia de brujos que dicen…
Cuando sentís que te vas, escuchas tu cuerpo
Por la sangre vierte, emociones tan calientes
Como el fuego del ritual, de toda la gente
Te quema la frente y no te deja pensar
Si es bueno, malo, regular, azul o celeste
Como un mar de locos, entregados a su suerte
Haceme desaparecer, grito león y a la sierra se fue
El cielo escucho y apago, toda esa sed y el ahora esta bien
Historias de magia de brujos que dicen…
The lyrics of Various Artists' song "Magia" depict a world of loneliness, darkness, and magic. The first two lines talk about how a thousand years of solitude and desert have turned everything, including the dead, into dust, jewels, stories, and magic. The singer, possibly an observer or participant, then mentions the feeling of the presence of someone black or dark approaching with the wind. The next line talks about Friday nights in Caseros, where the sound of drums and barking dogs can be heard. The second verse talks about those who own the darkness and eternal silence, guarding the secrets of the night with malice. The singer says they won't be going anywhere with good port, showing the inevitability of the human condition turning everything into dust, jewels, stories, and magic.
The singer then exclaims, "make me disappear" and shouts like a lion before going to the mountains. The sky then listens and quenches their thirst, indicating the possibility of magic breaking through the darkness of the world. The last lines of the song talk about stories of magic by witches, where emotions run so wild and hot, it's like the fire of the people's ritual. The singer can't think straight and can't distinguish between what is good or bad, regular, blue, or celest. It's like being in the middle of a sea of crazy people, surrendered to their fate.
Line by Line Meaning
Mil años de soledad y tanto desierto
A thousand years of loneliness and vast desert created the basis for stories, jewels, and magic that arose from the dust.
Hicieron del muerto, polvo, joyas, cuentos, magia
From the dead, they made dust, jewels, stories, and magic, all derived from the harshness of the desert.
Negra cuando te acercas, te siento en el viento
When the darkness approaches, you can feel its essence in the wind, a manifestation of the magic of the stories that the desert holds.
Viernes en caseros, los tambores, ladran perros
On Friday nights in the quiet neighborhoods, the sound of drums and barking dogs can be heard, creating a sense of mystery and magic around the people.
Dueños de la oscuridad, de eterno silencio
The owners of the darkness and eternal silence are the keepers of the secrets, hiding them away from the world with malice.
Guardan los secretos, de la noche con maldad
They keep the secrets of the night with malevolence, hoarding them for themselves.
No vamos a ningún lugar, que tenga buen puerto
We are not going anywhere that has a safe haven, for the human condition is one of fleeting moments like dust, jewels, stories, and magic.
Condición humana, polvo, joyas, cuento, magia
The human condition is one of dust, jewels, stories, and magic, all intertwined in a complex web of existence.
Haceme desaparecer, grito león y a la sierra se fue
Make me disappear, the lion shouts, and off to the mountains it goes, leaving behind the mundane world to embrace the magical.
El cielo escucho y apago toda esa sed y el ahora esta bien
The sky listened and quenched the thirst, and now everything is fine, a testament to the power of the magic and the stories that surround us.
Historias de magia de brujos que dicen…
Stories of magic that the witches tell, tales of mystery and wonder that captivate our imagination and transport us to another realm.
Cuando sentís que te vas, escuchas tu cuerpo
When you feel like you are leaving, you listen to your body, for it is the vessel that carries the magic of life.
Por la sangre vierte, emociones tan calientes
Through the blood flows, emotions so hot and intense, fueling the power of the magic that courses through us.
Como el fuego del ritual, de toda la gente
Like the fire of the ritual that ignites the passions of the people, the magic flows through us, burning with a fierce intensity.
Te quema la frente y no te deja pensar
It burns you from the front and leaves you unable to think, a testament to the power of the magic that fills the air.
Si es bueno, malo, regular, azul o celeste
Whether it is good, bad, mediocre, blue, or celestial, the magic is always present, an ever-present force in our lives.
Como un mar de locos, entregados a su suerte
Like a sea of madmen, we surrender ourselves to our fate, embracing the mysteries and the magic that lie in wait for us in the desert.
Contributed by Eliana A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.