Martin Powell (born 19 July 1973 in Sheffield, South Yorkshire, England) is an English musician. In 1991, Powell auditioned for the position of bass-playing in the band My Dying Bride, but was turned down as the band had just filled the position. Upon informing the band he was also a violin and keyboard player, he was hired as a session musician, before becoming the band's permanent violinist and keyboardist.
Around 1998, Powell and My Dying Bride parted ways and he joined Anathema, in the role of live keyboardist, only to depart two years later. In 2000, Powell joined the British heavy metal band Cradle of Filth along with drummer Adrian Erlandsson and guitarist Paul Allender after the departure of Les 'Lecter' Smith. The band then went to record the album Midian. The following year, the band released their transitional mini-album Bitter Suites to Succubi. In 2003 They released the album Damnation and a Day using a small orchestra and choral section for which Powell wrote the score. Powell wrote several songs for both that album and was also a songwriter for the band's 2004 album Nymphetamine on which he played guitars on several tracks as well as keyboard duties. In 2005, Powell and CoF parted ways.
Martin Powell, (fl. 1709–1720; d. 1729) was an Irish master puppeteer and puppet show impresario, who put on a repertoire of satirical and parodical marionette shows that invariably featured the Punch character. He drew audiences first at provincial towns such as Bath, then moving his venue to London. His theatre (dubbed "Punch's Opera" or "Punch's Theatre") established itself in early 1710 at its first location, at the north end of St. Martin's Street intersected by Litchfield St., not quite in Covent Garden. But by 1711 he relocated the theatre to the galleries of Covent Garden, at Little Piazza, opposite St. Paul's Church.
He has been credited with establishing the stock form of the Punch and Judy plays.Charles Magnin, the learned author of the Histoire des Marionnettes en Europe, calls the years of Powell's pre-eminence "the golden age of marionettes in England." It has been commented "Powell is described as a deformed cripple but his powers of satire were considerable," to the extent that the ministry recruited Powell to lampoon the French prophets to diminish their influence among the populace. He not only narrated (spoke the lengthy prologues), with a wand in hand, but was a puppeteer himself, and he is thought to have built his own puppet figures and written the plays himself.
Martin J. Powell (March 25, 1856 – February 5, 1888) was an American professional baseball player from 1878 to 1884. He played four seasons of Major League Baseball as a first baseman for the Detroit Wolverines from 1881 to 1883 and the Cincinnati Outlaw Reds in 1884.
In his rookie season in the major leagues, Powell compiled a .338 batting average that was second in the National League behind only Cap Anson. In 279 games over five major league seasons, he compiled a .283 batting average with 213 runs scored, 43 doubles, 11 triples, three home runs, and 115 runs batted in. Powell retired after the 1884 season due to impaired health and died of consumption (an arcane term for tuberculosis) in 1888 at age 31.
Powell was born in Fitchburg, Massachusetts, in 1856. He began playing baseball as a boy, and played amateur baseball with the Grattan Club. In his amateur career, he played as both a catcher and a first baseman.
Sing la la la
A sun sets in the horizon oh..
one dollar spark comin' down
she said phone me with the golden young silhouette
taste the mind, coming all around for her
You know I am looking at the red sky in her eye
Swallowing the sun and all the rivers running by
And when I'm looking at her white skin
Oh.. and I will come in, fevered up,
fever might then well begin
You're the one who said I could carry on
I know, but that was on the ferry oh...
Come on listen I'm standing
life is real
and we got time to kill
You're the one who said I could carry on
I know, but that was on the ferry oh...
Come on listen I'm standing
life is real
and we got time to kill
I know the fate is in the hands and my life's
becoming a romance but I still need a happy ending
You are still lovely but my mind is
far away for the summer
for the summer
And we were walking cross the field
where the farmers carried guns
but we decided not to die
Me and my lover where the hitchhiking couple
through the west
through the west
country, to the west
come on
You're the one who said I could carry on
I know, but that was on the ferry oh...
Give me some rope I'm not demanding
life is real