Ed Collins – Dr Syntax

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  • #1609  | PERMALINK

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    mit bisher des beste was heujahr rauskam…

    erinnert fast an die neue costello, so soundtechnisch. ansonsten beim ersthören eh weng viel pop. geht aber beim 2ten durchlauf. cool. coole texte.

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    #542151  | PERMALINK

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    aha, dann doch gekauft……

    Für mich auch eine der besten Scheiben des Jahres – und tatsächlich nicht nur alphabetisch neben Costello einzusortieren. Insgesamt weniger verschroben und dafür (Brit-)poppiger mit netten Elektronikspielereien – aber textlich dieses Jahr bislang ungeschlagen!!!

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    powderfinger

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    Ich hatte bereits im altem Forum angemerkt, dass dies die Sommer-Platte des Jahres ist. Sicherlich seine beste Solo-CD. Gleich neben den Orange Juice-Alben „You can’t hide …“ und „Rip it up“ einordnen.

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    midnight-mover

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    mit bisher des beste was heujahr rauskam…

    erinnert fast an die neue costello, so soundtechnisch. ansonsten beim ersthören eh weng viel pop. geht aber beim 2ten durchlauf. cool. coole texte.

    Soundtechnisch Costello finde ich ja nicht so. Edwyn Collins‘ Scheibe ist ja fast durchgängig programmiert! Bei Costello ist ja doch mehr so Band angesagt, wenn auch einige Samples sehr geschickt eingewoben werden.

    Abgesehen davon habe ich die Collins jetzt zweimal gehört. „The Beatles“ und „Splitting Up“ gefielen mir bis jetzt am Besten.

    Irgendwie muß ich wohl auch das Netz mal nach den Lyrics absuchen. Ich versteh‘ so erstmal nicht alles…

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    dran bleiben…

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    midnight-mover

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    dran bleiben…

    Auf jeden Fall… :D

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    yellowsubmarine

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    …hat sicher eines – wenn nicht sogar das – der besten Lieder über die Beatles gemacht. Als alter Beatles-Fan bin ich sehr stolz auf ihn und auch der Rest ist absolut hörenswert, dann noch tolles Cover aber leider keine Texte…

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    nutshell

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    Die Lyrics sind unter www.edwyncollins.com zu finden :)

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    yellowsubmarine

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    …danke für den Tip!
    Trotzdem würde ich es begrüßen, wenn die verehrten Plattenfirmen die beilegen würden.
    Grüße

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    matis

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    cool, da gibts auch den beatles track zum freinen download..

    nicht schlecht.

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    midnight-mover

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    Die Lyrics sind unter www.edwyncollins.com zu finden :)

    Leider hat der Webmaster den neuesten Flash-Mist eingebaut und das Ding will sich bei mir nicht laden… :-(

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    "I know a few groovy middle-aged people, but not many." Keith Richards 1966
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    Seiten in Flash sind wirklich der reinste Horror, aber ich hatte mich schonmal durchgekämpft, daher…:

    NEVER FELT LIKE THIS
    ——————–
    It’s a higher state of being
    A different way of seeing
    That I really can’t resist
    It seems I’ve stolen every scene
    From the carnival of dreams
    And I’ve never felt like this

    I’ve never felt like this
    Never felt like this
    Never felt like this
    And ignorance is bliss

    There’s no point in reminiscing
    Now I’ve found that something missing
    In every stolen kiss
    I was lost in introspection
    I can tell you on reflection
    That I’ve never felt like this

    I’ve never felt like this
    Never felt like this
    Never felt like this
    Never felt like this

    What you are is a fallen star
    Burning up on a bridge to far
    What I am is an also ran
    Getting by any way I can

    I can because I can
    I can’t explain exactly how I feel
    I only know that the feeling’s real
    I’ve never felt like this

    What you are is a falling star

    SHOULD’VE DONE THAT
    ——————-
    I spent half the morning lying in bed
    I should have quit while I was still ahead
    Instead I stumbled out I took the air
    I should have stayed home, should’ve washed my hair

    Should’ve done that
    Should’ve, should’ve
    Should’ve done that

    There is a bar whereI like to drink
    I should’ve stopped as I passed the brink
    There is a girl and she looks sublime
    You should’ve guessed I wanna make her mine

    Should’ve done that

    One little piggy had roast beef
    Another little piggy had none
    One little piggy went to market
    That little piggy should’ve stayed at home

    Each time I saw her my heart would melt
    I should have told her ‚bout the way I felt
    Instead I stumbled home, I took to bed
    I have to quit while I’m still ahead

    Should’ve done that

    MINE IS AT
    ———-
    I slept in the subway
    Just for a ruse
    No stars for company
    Just a bottle of booze
    See my lifestyle ain’t changed much
    I just take more risks
    That’s remarkably easy
    When you’re remarkably pissed

    Good times, bad times
    Talking blues and spinning rhymes
    And this is where mine is at
    This is where mine is at
    Through strange times, deranged times
    I’ve only taken what was mine
    And this is where mine is at
    This is where mine is at

    I moved to the country
    Bought a rooster and hen
    It’s just the drink talking
    I’ve been at it again
    See I love to bullshit
    Though I’m more honest than most
    As I write from my cottage
    On the Derbyshire coast

    Good times, bad times
    Talking blues and spinning rhymes
    And this is where mine is at
    This is where mine is at
    Through strange times, deranged times
    I’ve only taken what was mine
    And this is where mine is at
    This is where mine is at

    The lies that I swallowed
    Force fed as a child
    A promise so hollow
    My anger, my bile
    Now my head is swimming
    The heather’s on fire
    The bottle’s been opened
    But the genie’s expired

    Good times, bad times
    Talking blues and spinning rhymes
    And this is where mine is at
    This is where mine is at
    Through strange times, deranged times
    I’ve only taken what was mine
    And this is where mine is at
    This is where mine is at
    This is where mine is coming from
    This is where mine is at

    YOU’VE NO IDEA
    ————–
    Watching the world from the corner of your eye
    You’re quite content to let life pass you by
    You’re numb to everything and everyone
    You’ve no idea
    You’ve no idea

    You’re wondering about the meaning of within
    You furrow your brow and then you scratch your chin
    Night Falls
    Yet still you stall
    Confound it all
    You’ve no idea
    You’ve no idea

    You can’t buy into the underground
    Not for all your dollars, your yens or your pounds
    You see, I saw you coming
    Your plan was bound to fail
    Cos the devil’s in the detail
    And the detail’s not for sale
    The detail’s not for sale

    You’ve no idea

    THE BEATLES
    ———–
    let’s hear it for the first beatle
    let’s hear it for the worst beatle
    let’s hear it for the best beatle
    the had to get it off his chest beatle
    let’s hear it for the lost beatle
    the art at any cost beatle
    the beatle with the sense of taste beatle
    who never learned to play his bass beatle

    let’s hear it for the I me mine
    speed and wine
    the Reeperbaum or die
    but the scorpio on the rise
    was the cancer in disguise

    let’s hear it for the fab beatles
    the ones who drove the teens mad beatles
    let’s hear it for the cute beatle
    let’s hear for the fat beatle
    let’s hear it for the quiet beatle
    let’s hear it for the gauche beatle
    let’s hear it for the beatle people
    the rattling their jewels people

    I me mine
    Brian Epstein
    America or die
    Did he trade the merchandise
    For a slice of apple pie?

    let’s hear it for the fifth beatle
    let’s hear it for the gay beatle
    let’s hear it for the drugged beatle
    the all you need is love beatles
    and the love that fell apart beatles
    and how they broke the nation’s heart, beatles
    so let’s hear it for the new beatles
    the really haven’t got a clue beatles

    let’s hear it for the
    I me mine
    Alan Klein
    a slice of apple pie
    me myself and I
    and a slice of apple pie

    I me mine
    Alan Klein
    a slice of apple pie
    but the catcher in the rye
    was the reaper in disguise

    so sad about the dead beatle

    BACK TO THE BACKROOM
    ——————–
    I’ve been doing a power of thinking
    The Good Ship Lollipop is sinking
    But I’ve been having such a good time
    Just watching from the shoreline
    Call waiting on the telephone
    Only problem being the phone is off the hook
    And besides, there’s no-one home

    All except in the backrooom
    I’m operating in a vacuum
    I’m going back to the backroom
    I’m operating in a vacuum

    Revolution on the South Bank
    I poured poison in the think tank
    Got out before the big crash
    Caught the tail end of the whiplash
    Reminiscing with the diehards
    Uptight with the old guard
    Saying out of the spotlight
    Don’t get blinded by the spotlight

    I’m going back to the backroom
    I’m operating in a vacuum
    I’m going back to the backroom
    I’m operating in a vacuum

    On the Good Ship Lollipop
    It’s a nice trip to the candy shop
    But the key to your success
    Was the key to your excess
    Was the key to your success
    Was the key to your excess
    Going back to the backroom
    I’m operating in a vacuum

    SPLITTING UP
    ————
    To anyone who’s followed me
    I offer my apologies
    I’m splitting up
    I can’t afford to compromise
    With someone I don’t recognise
    I’m splitting up
    The idea first occurred to me
    While shaving rather cautiously
    Cos I bleed easily
    My head is searating from my heart
    I’m splitting up

    The crocodiles will shed their tears
    While other reptiles sneer and jeer
    He’s splitting up
    The notices, lest we forget
    Are posted on the internet
    He’s splitting up
    I can’t say I went out in style
    My differences unreconciled
    Embittered to the end
    Neither moving nor affecting
    All I’m doing is disconnecting
    I’m splitting up

    What’s it all about?
    Haven’t got a clue
    Only thing I know
    It isn’t down to you
    To decide these things
    Still you carry on
    Still you scream and shout
    I know that it’s wrong
    I haven’t got the clout
    To deride these things
    But if my hearthad wings…
    I’d fly away

    To anyone who’s followed me
    I offer my apologies
    I’m splitting up
    I’m feeling down
    I’m feeling down
    I’m splitting up
    I’m feeling down
    I’m feeling down
    I’m splitting up

    JOHNNY TEARDROP
    —————
    Now that you’ve broke your heart
    How long before the teardrops start?
    And ‚til those tears subside
    You’d better find some place to hide
    If you don’t wanna feel
    Just make believe that nothing’s real
    And if you don’t wanna cry
    Just wait until those tears run dry

    Oooh oooh oooh
    Johnny Teardrop
    Oooh oooh oooh
    Johnny Teardrop

    When you don’t wanna think
    You pour yourself another drink
    You make like you’re getting high
    When really you’re just getting by
    You say you don’t wana know
    You make as if it’s time to go
    You say you don’t wanna cry
    Well wait until those tears run dry

    Oooh oooh oooh
    Johnny Teardrop
    Oooh oooh oooh
    Johnny Teardrop
    It’s his tears that turn you on
    Johnny Teardrop
    It’s his tears that turn you on
    Johnny Teardrop

    20 YEARS TOO LATE
    —————–
    Hello chaos my old friend
    We finally got there in the end
    I found a loophole in the law
    I stumbled then I crawled through
    Never frightened that that noose would tighten
    I felt enlightened
    My senses heightened
    Yet all this time you’ve been inclined
    To watch me from the sidelines
    Miles from the frontline
    Hoping that some sniper
    Had picked off this magic piper
    To shoot the messenger
    That’s what’s obsessing ya

    You only kick me when I’m down
    When I get up you come around
    You come around, you say I’m great
    You’re only twenty years too late

    Well where I lived
    Don’t make no bones
    Was several feet below a stone
    Far from appalled
    I was enthralled
    The snake that slithered learned to crawl
    Through the quagmire of my mislaid plans
    That backfired
    I felt enlightened
    My senses heightened
    You called me up
    To wish me luck
    To let me know this business sucks
    Let’s change it
    Let’s rearrange it
    So why do I get the feeling
    That there’s something you’re concealing?
    That it’s a put on
    You scratch your foot on

    You only kick me when I’m down
    When I get up you come around
    You come around, you say I’m great
    You’re only twenty years too late

    Did I do something to make you hate me?
    It’s funny how you thought you’d break me

    You’re toolate
    Too much
    Too soon
    How high
    The moon
    Too little
    Toolate
    Too bad
    That’s the breaks

    IT’S A FUNNY THING
    ——————
    It’s a funny thing
    A funny phase I’m going through
    As I drift through space
    Nothing left to cling to
    Don’t think me morose
    I’ve always been a tryer
    Now here’s what I propose
    I gonna take you higher

    It’s a funny thing
    I’m wondering what tomorrow might bring
    If it’s more of the same
    I’ve on;y got myself to blame
    That’s a funny thing

    It’s a funny world
    When you drift above it
    An opalescent pearl
    I could grow to love it
    IfI fall from grace
    Will I land upon my feet?
    Now I’ve acquired a taste
    The air up here seems oh so sweet

    And that’s a funny thing
    I’m wondering what tomorrow might bring
    If it’s more of the same
    I’ve on;y got myself to blame
    That’s a funny thing
    It’s a funny thing

    Don’t think me morose
    I’ve always been a tryer
    Now here’s what I propose
    I gonna take you higher

    It’s a funny thing
    Such a funny thing

    CALLING ON YOU
    ————–
    Showing out again
    Like some famous flame
    Showing off ahain
    Lack of common sense
    Your mind’s exploding
    Cos life keeps loading on you
    The sky is falling
    The void is calling on you

    Shooooh shooooh
    Calling on you

    Moving out again
    Packed some common sense
    Hit the road again
    To the bitter end
    (and it never ends)
    The road is calling
    But life keeps stalling on you
    The stars are falling
    The void is calling on you

    Shooooh shooooh
    Calling on you

    Pompous politician
    Bug-eyed with conceit
    Found a hole in purgatory
    To practice his deceit
    And how he duped the masses
    Who held him in esteem
    What he calls reality
    For them is just a dream

    What’s possessing you
    What’s obsessing you
    What’s obsessing you
    Is possessing you

    I’m calling
    I’m calling
    Calling on you
    I’m calling
    I’m calling
    Calling on you

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    midnight-mover

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    Sehr cool, NiteOwl, Besten Dank! :)

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    midnight-mover

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    Hey ‚You’ve no idea‘ wäre doch DER Hit zur Popkomm gewesen… :lol:

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    "I know a few groovy middle-aged people, but not many." Keith Richards 1966
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