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"I spent a lot of money on booze, birds and fast cars. The rest I just squandered." - George Best --- Dienstags und donnerstags, ab 20 Uhr, samstags ab 20.30 Uhr: Radio StoneFMHighlights von Rolling-Stone.de40 Jahre „Brothers In Arms“ von Dire Straits: Gitarre in den Wolken
Legendäre Konzerte: The Concert For Bangladesh 1971
The Beatles: Wie die Aufnahmen zu „Let It Be“ zum Fiasko wurden
Die besten Gitarristen aller Zeiten: Keith Richards
Immer gegen den Wind: Zum 80. Geburtstag von Bob Seger
Die 50 besten Songs von Willie Nelson
WerbungUnd noch 2 um meine TOP 5 zu komplettieren:
Michelle Shocked – Anchorage
I took time out to write to my old friend
I walked across that burning bridge
I mailed my letter off to Dallas but
Her reply came from Anchorage, Alaska
She said Hey girl its about time you wrote
It’s been over two years now my old friend
Take me back to the days of the foreign telegrams
And the all night rock’n rollin‘ hey Chel
We was wild then
Hey Chel you know it’s kinda funny
Texas always seems so big
But you know you’re in the largest State in the Union
When you’re anchored down in Anchorage
Hey girl I think the last time I saw you
Was on me and Leroy’s wedding day
What was the name of that
Love song you played?
I forgot how it goes
I don’t recall how it goes
Leroy got a better job so we moved
Kevin lost a tooth, he’s starting school
I’ve got a brand new eight month old baby girl
I sound like a housewife
Hey Chel, I think I’m a housewife
Hey girl what’s it like to be in New York?
New York City imagine that
Whats it like to be a skateboard punk rocker?
Leroy says send a picture
Leroy says hello
Leroy says keep on rocking girl
Yeh keep on rockingSqueeze – Up the Junction
I never thought it would happen
With me and the girl from clapham
Out on a windy common
That night I aint forgotten
When she dealt out the rations
With some or other passions
I said you are a lady
Perhaps she said I may be
We moved into a basement
With thoughts of our engagement
We stayed in by the telly
Although the room was smelly
We spent our time just kissing
The railway arms were missing
But love had got us hooked up
And all our time it took upI got a job with stanley
He said Id come in handy
And started me on monday
So I had a bath on sunday
I worked eleven hours
And bought the girl some flowers
She said shed seen a doctor
And nothing now could stop herI worked all through the winter
The weather brass and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make her better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell the telly
Late evenings by the fire
With little kicks inside herThis morning at 4:50
I took her rather nifty
Down to an incubator
Where thirty minutes later
She gave birth to a daughter
Within a year a walker
She looked just like her mother
If there could be anotherAnd now shes two years older
Her mothers with a soldier
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappies smellingAlone here in the kitchen
I feel theres something missing
Id beg for some forgiveness
But beggings not my business
And she wont write a letter
Although I always tell her
And so its my assumption
Im really up the junction(übrigens jüngst gecovered von The View, Travis und Lily Allen)
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"I spent a lot of money on booze, birds and fast cars. The rest I just squandered." - George Best --- Dienstags und donnerstags, ab 20 Uhr, samstags ab 20.30 Uhr: Radio StoneFMGene Clark – Give My Love To Marie (1977) „Two Sides To Every Story“ TOP 100 erweiterte Auswahl
I’m a black lung miner from East Tennessee
Raised my family on cold dust and beans
That old black lung’s got me no life left in me
Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to MarieFor twenty-five years I’ve worked in the mines
Where the earth is as black as a cold winter’s night
There’s millions in the ground, not a penny for me
Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to MarieI’ve loved all my children, six sons of mine
I pray that they never have to work in the mine
For the black lung will get them, they’ll die just like me
Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to MarieThere’s frost on the ground, ice in the trees
The air is so heavy I can’t hardly breathe
For the old black lung’s got me and soon I’ll be free
Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to Marie
Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to Marie--
...she`s so many woman... Warren Zevon - Hasten Down The Wind (1976) „Same" ... woo menick drake – black eyed dog
Black eyed dog he called at my door
The black eyed dog he called for more
A black eyed dog he knew my name
A black eyed dog he knew my name
A black eyed dog
A black eyed dog
I’m growing old and I wanna go home, I’m growing old and I dont wanna know
I’m growing old and I wanna go home
Black eyed dog he called at my door
The black eyed dog he called for more--
i don't care about the girls, i don't wanna see the world, i don't care if i'm all alone, as long as i can listen to the Ramones (the dubrovniks)
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Rainbow Road
„I was born a poor, poor man
all my my life I’ve had hard workin‘ hands
but I sang a song as I carried my load
for I had a dream ‚bout a Rainbow Road …. „
Dan Penn/Donnie Fritts schrieben diese tiefe Southern Soul Ballade, deren beste Interpretation Bill Brandon bzw. Percy Sledge darlegten….
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"Kunst ist schön, macht aber viel Arbeit" (K. Valentin)
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thegreenmenalishi Gene Clark – Give My Love To Marie (1977) „Two Sides To Every Story“ TOP 100 erweiterte Auswahl I’m a black lung miner from East Tennessee Raised my family on cold dust and beans That old black lung’s got me no life left in me Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to Marie For twenty-five years I’ve worked in the mines Where the earth is as black as a cold winter’s night There’s millions in the ground, not a penny for me Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to Marie I’ve loved all my children, six sons of mine I pray that they never have to work in the mine For the black lung will get them, they’ll die just like me Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to Marie There’s frost on the ground, ice in the trees The air is so heavy I can’t hardly breathe For the old black lung’s got me and soon I’ll be free Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to Marie Hang my lantern in the window, give my love to Marie
Sehr scheen ….
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"Kunst ist schön, macht aber viel Arbeit" (K. Valentin)Don McLean – Vincent
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand
Now, I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now
For they could not love you
Still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they’re not listening still5
Perhaps they never willDen Song habe ich unendlich oft gehört und ich liebe ihn immer noch. Und besonders bei den Textzeilen „You took your life as lovers often do But I could have told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you“ kann ich ab und an ein Tränchen nicht zurückhalten.
zuletzt geändert von onkel-tom
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Gewinnen ist nicht alles, gewinnen ist das einzige.
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onkel-tomDon McLean – Vincent Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer’s day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they’ll listen now ….
Danke für die Erinnerung …. jedenfalls ein echter „tear jerker“ ….
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"Kunst ist schön, macht aber viel Arbeit" (K. Valentin)
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Ruby’s Arms
„…. As I say goodby to Ruby’s arms
although my heart is breaking
I will steal away out through your blind
for soon you will be waking ….“
Tom Waits auf der letzten Scheibe für Asylum „Heartattack And Vine“ in 1980 ….
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"Kunst ist schön, macht aber viel Arbeit" (K. Valentin)
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At The Darl End Of The Street
„At At the dark end of the street
That’s where we always meet
Hiding in shadows where we don’t belong
Living in darkness to hide our wrong
You and me At the dark end Of the street
You and me I know time is gonna take it’s toll
We have to pat for the love that we stole
It’s a sin and we know it’s wrong
Oh, but our love keeps coming on strong
Steal away
To the dark end Of the street
They’re gonna to find us They’re gonna to find us
They’re gonna to find us lord, someday
You and me At the dark end Of the street
You and me And when the daylight hours roll round
And by chance we’re both downtown
If we should meet just walk on by Oh, darling, please don’t cry
Tonight, we’ll meet
At the dark end Of the street“
Ein Klassiker zum Thema aus der Feder von Dan Penn und Chips Moman anno 1967 …. btw die unschlagbare Version gesungen vom grossen James Carr ….
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"Kunst ist schön, macht aber viel Arbeit" (K. Valentin)
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I`m So Lonesome I Could Cry
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly&
The midnight train is whining low
;I’m so lonesome I could cryI’ve never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cryDid you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die?
That means he’s lost the will to live
I’m so lonesome I could cryThe silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are&
I’m so lonesome I could cryGeschrieben von Hank Williams in 1949 …. sehr oft gecovert, am trefflichsten womöglich von Al Green auf Hi Records in 1973 ….
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"Kunst ist schön, macht aber viel Arbeit" (K. Valentin)Phoebe Bridgers – Funeral
[Verse 1]
I’m singing at a funeral tomorrow
For a kid a year older than me
And I’ve been talking to his dad; it makes me so sad
When I think too much about it I can’t breathe[Verse 2]
And I have this dream where I’m screaming underwater
While my friends are waving from the shore
And I don’t need you to tell me what that means
I don’t believe in that stuff anymore
[Chorus]
Jesus Christ, I’m so blue all the time
And that’s just how I feel
Always have and I always will
I always have and always will[Verse 3]
I have a friend I call
When I’ve bored myself to tears
And we talk until we think we might just kill ourselves
But then we laugh until it disappears[Verse 4]
And last night, I blacked out in my car
And I woke up in my childhood bed
Wishing I was someone else, feeling sorry for myself
When I remembered someone’s kid is dead[Chorus]
Jesus Christ, I’m so blue all the time
And that’s just how I feel
Always have and I always will
I always have and always will[Outro]
And it’s 4 a.m. again
And I’m doing nothing
Again--
I’ll see you in my dreams
And then I’ll hold you in my dreams
Someone took you right out of my arms
Still I feel the thrill of your charmsLips that once were mine
Tender eyes that shine
They will light my way tonight
I’ll see you in my dreamsYes I will… see you in my dreams
You know I’ll… hold you in my dreams
I know that… someone took you right out of my arms
But… still I feel the thrill of your charmsI dream of… lips that once were mine
And those… tender eyes that shine
I know… they’ll light my way tonight
When I… see you in my dreamsYes they will… light my way tonight
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Wenn ich meinen Hund beleidigen will nenne ich ihn Mensch. (AS) „Weißt du, was ich manchmal denke? Es müsste immer Musik da sein. Bei allem was du machst. Und wenn's so richtig Scheiße ist, dann ist wenigstens noch die Musik da. Und an der Stelle, wo es am allerschönsten ist, da müsste die Platte springen und du hörst immer nur diesen einen Moment.“ +27233
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„You Don`t Love Me No More“
I guess you don’t want me no more
You don’t want me no more
Look again before you go
Before you leave me let me know
‚Cause, a good women like me sure is hard to find
You don’t love me no more
You, you don’t love me no more, no, no
Don’t leave me thinking you’ll return
When your fling is over you’ll learn
Your greedy heart got the best of you, oh yeah
Your touch ain’t like it used to be
And your kiss don’t last as long
I ain’t the girl I used to be
I’m not goin‘ keep hanging on, and on, and on, no
You don’t need me no more
I just don’t believe you need me – you don’t need me no more
Think you found somebody new
Do all the things we used to do
I guess you’re even going places we used to go, ooh
You don’t want me
I don’t believe you need me baby
Why do you keep me hanging on?
I feel just like a puppet on a string
You just keeps me hanging around
I used to be a woman, I used to be your lover
Enttäuschte Liebe und die endlose Erinnerung …. tolle Komposition des genialen Southern Soul Songwriters George Jackson …. aufgenommen @ Fame Studios in 1969 legt hier Candi Station sich und Ihr Herz bloss …. wunderbar ….
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"Kunst ist schön, macht aber viel Arbeit" (K. Valentin)
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