09.04.2009: "Pure Pop Pleasures" + "Mitchs Plattenteller"

Herr RossiAndere stolpern eher zufällig in den Ruhm:

Hildegard Knef – From Now It Got Rough (1969)

Dieser Akzent hat ja was.

El GatoHallihallo:wave:

Moin :wave:

August RamoneGuten Abend zusammen, höre da schon was Feines:sonne:

Werde aber wahrscheinlich nicht den ganzen Abend dabei sein können.

Moin Augst!
Möchtest du über gestern Abend reden? Oder reicht mein Beileid? :lol:

Prince & The Revolution – Baby I’m A Star (1984)

Hey, look me over
Tell me do u like what u see?
Hey, I aint got no money
But honey Im rich on personality
Hey, check it all out
Baby I know what its all about
Before the night is through
U will see my point of view
Even if I have 2 scream and shout

Baby Im a (star)
Might not know it now
Baby but I r, Im a (star)
I dont want to stop, til I reach the top
Sing it (we are all a star!)

Hey, take a listen
Tell me do u like what u hear?
If it dont turn u on
Just say the word and Im gone
But honey I know, aint nothing
Wrong with your ears
Hey, check it all out
Better look now or it just might be 2 late (just might be 2 late)
My lucks gonna change tonight
Theres gotta be a better life
Take a picture sweetie
I aint got time 2 waste

nabend zusammen

Copperheadich gestehe, ich habe gestern meine erste knef-cd bestellt!

Oh, wenn Du noch Bedarf hast, lass mich das wissen.

Welche haste denn bestellt?

Rosemary’nabend zusammen

Moin Gerald. :wave:

Copperheaddu bist aber böse! :lol:

Mir hat das Spiel großen Spass gemacht. War das Beste was ich in letzter Zeit gesehen hab.

Mike Skinner erklärt uns jetzt, warum Stars immer mit Stars zusammen sind:

The Streets – When You Wasn’t Famous (2006)

Ahhh see
Right see the thing that’s got it all fucked up now is camera-phones.
How the hell am I supposed to be able to do a line in front of complete strangers
When I know they’ve all got cameras?

When you’re a famous boy
It gets really easy to get girls
It’s all so easy you get a bit spoilt
So when you try to pull a girl
Who is also famous too
It feels just like when you wasn’t famous

The celebrity pages in papers don’t tell tales that are always to the line of the truth
It’s ‚til a line at which most likely you’ll have the time, or enough finance to sue
Which is why it’s so frightening buying papers in the morning fearing the next Mike Skinner scoop
‚Cos I used to believe what I read, so now I know that others will believe that it’s true

But I realised, with you the truth could be, a whole lot worse than the flack
My whole life I never thought I’d see, a pop star smoke crack
And I must admit I was quite shocked, with that thing you did with me on my back
But, outside in the lobby, I shouldn’t have laughed when you slapped that man

When you’re a famous boy
It gets really easy to get girls
It’s all so easy you get a bit spoilt
So when you try to pull a girl
Who is also famous too
It feels just like when you wasn’t famous

You were so much fun
I really got to like you more than you liked me
I really hoped that you’d stay
Considering the amount of prang you’d done, you looked amazing on cd uk
You learn dances, do promo, cameras flashing, get in the van, an‘ zoom away
I wake up high, dizzed feel hung over and sorry for my doomed day

But I know I got a bit close to you, and that you found it fucking boring
You taught me so much about how to deal with the fire I’d fallen in
And what version of a rumour would be next day everyone’s story of me
You taught me all the realities and turn the page & ignore ‚em

Anyway, I had to rest my beer hat, delete my dealer’s number and unroll my bank notes
And we were on borrowed time anyway, what with the daily toilet papers not knowin‘
And I knew that when the people who thought they knew you, when they found out, I would’ve been mocked
Which is ironic, ‚cos in reality, standing next to you I look fucking soft

Whenever I see you on MTV, I can’t stop my big wide smile
And past the children’s appeal, I see the darkness behind
We both know the scratches on my back, much better than the alludes and lies
I miss the bitchin‘ and shoutin‘, but I’m glad I got out in time

When you’re a famous boy
It gets really easy to get girls
It’s all so easy you get a bit spoilt
So when you try to pull a girl
Who is also famous too
It feels just like when you wasn’t famous

You can’t keep fucking popstars
We’ve got a fucking business to run
There are industry repercussions, Michael!
I know.