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Joan Baez cover of Dire Straits' classic “Brother in Arms“ ⇓ Download / Stream → ✔ Subscribe to Folk ABC Youtube → ♫ Listen to the Complete Gold Castle Masters on YouTube → ✔ Folk ABC on Spotify → --------- There was a moment in 1987, when a feisty and driven Joan Baez thought, “enough is enough.“ She rolled up her sleeves and accepted an offer from artist manager and label executive Danny Goldberg to join his latest start-up, Gold Castle, and start making records again. That decision led to three albums whose reappearance in 2016 should be cause for no small amount of rejoicing in Joan Baez circles, especially by those who might've been looking the other way (musically, most likely), or just missed them entirely the first time around. So quickly did they seem to come and go. The 33 collective tracks contained on Recently, Diamonds and Rust in the Bullring, and Speaking of Dreams hold their own as some of the greatest song selection sequences of Joan's entire discography. All three Gold Castle titles were produced by Alan Abrahams at Capitol Records Studios in Hollywood. In a career spanning over 55 years and over 30 albums, Joan Baez is still touring and still mesmerising audiences all over the world. Her social activism has provoked and inspired, encouraging many other performers who followed to stand up for their beliefs. ---------- Brothers In Arms - LYRICS These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire Ive watched all your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different's suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the suns gone to hell And the moons riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But its written in the starlight And every line on your palm Were fools to make war On our brothers in arms
