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Inviato: Lun 15 Feb 2010 12:32 pm Oggetto: |
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Canzoncina... orecchiabile, del lunedì mattina. Phil Collins c'ha sempre avuto una voce intrigantissima, mai banale.
Genesis > Genesis (1983) > That's All
Just as I thought it was going alright
I find out I'm wrong, when I thought I was right
s'always the same, it's just a shame, that's all
I could say day, you'd say night
tell it's black when I know that it's white
s'always the same, it's just a shame, that's all
I could leave but I won't go
though my heart might tell me so
I can't feel a thing from my head down to my toes
so why does it always seem to be
me looking at you, you looking at me
s'always the same, it's just a shame, that's all
Turning me on, turning me off
making me feel like I want too much
living with you's just putting me through it all of the time
running around, staying out all night
taking it all instead of taking one bite
living with you's just putting me through it all of the time
I could leave but I won't go
it'd be easier I know
I can't feel a thing from my head down to my toes
but why does it always seem to be
me looking at you, you looking at me
s'always the same, just a shame, that's all
Truth is I love you
more than I wanted to
there's no point in trying to pretend
there's been no-one who
makes me feel like you do
say we'll be together til the end
I could leave but I won't go
it'd be easier I know
I can't feel a thing from my head down to my toes
but why does it always seem to be
me looking at you, you looking at me
s'always the same, just a shame, that's all
Just as I thought it was going alright
I find out I'm wrong when I thought I was right
s'always the same, just a shame, that's all
I could say day, you'd say night
tell me it's black when I know that it's white
s'always the same, it's just a shame, that's all
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Inviato: Lun 15 Feb 2010 13:18 pm Oggetto: |
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Ma quanto è meravigliosa...?
Artista: Queen
Album: The Works
Titolo: It's A Hard Life
I don't want my freedom
There's no reason for living with a broken heart
This is a tricky situation
I've only got myself to blame
It's just a simple fact of life
It can happen to any one
You win - you lose
It's a chance you have to take with love
Oh yeah - I fell in love
But now you say it's over and I'm falling apart
Yeah yeah
It's a hard life
To be true lovers together
To love and live forever in each others hearts
It's a long hard fight
To learn to care for each other
To trust in one another right from the start
When you're in love
I try and mend the broken pieces
Ooh, I try to fight back the tears
Ooh, they say it's just a state of mind
But it happens to everyone
How it hurts (yeah) - deep inside (oh yeah)
When your love has cut you down to size
This life is tough - on your own
Now I'm waiting for something to fall from the skies
I'm waiting for love
Yes it's a hard life
Two lovers together
To love and live forever in each others hearts
It's a long hard fight
To learn to care for each other
To trust in one another - right from the start
When you're in love
Yes it's a hard life
In a world that's filled with sorrow
There are people searching for love in every way
It's a long hard fight
But I'll always live for tomorrow
I'll look back at myself and say I did it for love (ooh)
Yes I did it for love - for love - oh I did it for love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFwOe0EPOJs
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«The Gray Mouser»
Messaggi: 4464 Località : Lankhmar
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Inviato: Lun 15 Feb 2010 19:17 pm Oggetto: |
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'La vera essenza dell'anima musicale brasiliana'. Cosi' Villa Lobos definiva lo choro, o piu' comunemente chorinho. Pur distaccandosi dalla formazione - tipo definita 'Quarteto ideal', il gruppo Choro das Tres rappresenta perfettamente quest'anima. Senza dimenticare che la piu' dotata delle tre sorelle ha soltanto 13 anni. Il brano, nemmeno a dirlo, e' stato composto dal grandissimo Ernesto Nazareth.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEI2UfMuyx4- GattaMatta e Palin forever!
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«Tai'shar Malkier»
Messaggi: 2264 Località : Cosmere
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Inviato: Lun 15 Feb 2010 22:41 pm Oggetto: |
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CDuMbledore ha scritto: | Ma quanto è meravigliosa...?
Artista: Queen
Album: The Works
Titolo: It's A Hard Life
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Concordo pienamente Vita prima della morte. Forza prima della debolezza. Viaggio prima della destinazione. |
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«The Gray Mouser»
Messaggi: 4464 Località : Lankhmar
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Inviato: Lun 15 Feb 2010 22:52 pm Oggetto: |
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Stasera mi sento cosi'...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N7vCww3j2-w
Here comes the helicopter, second time today
Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
How many kids they've murdered only God can say
If I had a rocket launcher... I'd make somebody pay
I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate
I don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
And when I talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
If I had a rocket launcher... I would retaliate
On the Rio Lacantun, one hundred thousand wait
To fall down from starvation, or some less humane fate
Cry for guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
If I had a rocket launcher... I would not hesitate
I want to raise every voice, at least I've got to try
Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes.
Situation desperate, echoes of the victims cry
If I had a rocket launcher... Some son of a bitch would die - GattaMatta e Palin forever!
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Inviato: Mer 17 Feb 2010 0:14 am Oggetto: |
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Into The Mystic, Van Morrison
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic
When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow into the mystic
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Inviato: Ven 19 Feb 2010 12:51 pm Oggetto: |
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Le Orme > Verità Nascoste (1976) > Verità Nascoste
Vorrei raccogliere il tuo mondo
E liberare i grandi sogni,
E colorare i tuoi disegni
Di disperate notti bianche,
E ridere come chi vince
La sua vita in un gioco perdente.
Vorrei riprendere il viaggio
Che ho già percorso al tuo fianco,
Per diventare il tuo cavallo
E trasportare dolcemente
Il peso del tuo amore,
Cancellando ogni dubbio in te.
Vorrei tornar nei nostri luoghi
Per risentire le parole
Che sussurravi ad un sordo
Ma ecco il tempo che non tace,
Vorrei, vorrei far vivere
Questa nuova ed immensa verità .
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4oeqp3wQK0
Meravigliosi il testo, la musica, l'atmosfera... tutto.
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«The Gray Mouser»
Messaggi: 4464 Località : Lankhmar
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Inviato: Ven 19 Feb 2010 18:39 pm Oggetto: |
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CDuMbledore ha scritto: | Into The Mystic, Van Morrison |
Una delle canzoni piu' belle di The Belfast Cowboy, IMO... ma il suo capolavoro assoluto resta questa. Una delle canzoni piu' toccanti di tutti i tempi, IMO.
ASTRAL WEEKS
If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dream
Where mobile steel rims crack
And the ditch in the back roads stop
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down in silence easy
To be born again, to be born again
From the far side of the ocean
If I put the wheels in motion
And I stand with my arms behind me
And I'm pushin' on the door
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down in silence easy
To be born again, to be born again
There you go standin' with the look of avarice
Talkin' to Huddie Ledbetter
Showin' pictures on the wall
Whisperin' in the hall
And pointin' a finger at me
There you go, there you go
Standin' in the sun darlin'
With your arms behind you
And your eyes before
There you go
Takin' care of your boy
Seein' that he's got clean clothes
Puttin' on his little red shoes
I see you know he's got clean clothes
A puttin' on his little red shoes
A pointin' a finger at me
Standing in your sad arrest
Trying to do my very best
Lookin' straight at you
Comin' through, darlin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dreams
Where mobile steel rims crack
And the ditch in the back roads stop
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down in silence easy
To be born again, to be born again
To be born again, to be born again
In another world, darlin'
In another world
In another time
Got a home on high
Ain't nothing but a stranger in this world
I'm nothing but a stranger in this world
I got a home on high in another land
So far away, so far away
Way up in the heaven, way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven, way up in heaven, oh
In another time, in another place
In another time, in another place
Way up in the heaven
In another time, in another place
In another time, in another place
In another face- GattaMatta e Palin forever!
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Inviato: Sab 20 Feb 2010 0:02 am Oggetto: |
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Curtys Mayfield & The Impression - It's All Right
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fginS6uhw-8
Say it's all right (it's all right)
Say it's all right (it's all right)
It's all right, have a good time
'Cause it's all right, whoa, it's all right
We're gonna move it slow
When lights are low
When you move it slow, it sounds like more
And it's all right, whoa, it's all right
Now listen to the beat
Kinda pat your feet
You got soul, and everybody knows
That it's all right, whoa, it's all right
When you wake up early in the morning
Feelin' sad like so many of us do
Hum a little soul
Make life your goal
And surely something's got to come to you
And say it's all right (it's all right)
Say it's all right (it's all right)
It's all right, have a good time
'Cause it's all right, whoa, it's all right
Now everybody clap your hands
Give yourself a chance
You got soul, and everybody knows
That it's all right, whoa, it's all right
Someday I'll find me a woman
Who will love and treat me real nice
Then my woe's got to go
And my love, she will know
From morning, noon, and night
And she's got to ...
Say it's all right (it's all right)
Say it's all right (it's all right)
It's all right, have a good time
'Cause it's all right, whoa, it's all right
Now everybody clap your hands
Now give yourselves a chance
You got soul...
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Inviato: Dom 21 Feb 2010 23:35 pm Oggetto: |
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Non so se si è già discusso del "caso Morgan", personalmente comunque trovo meravigliosa la sua canzone.
Morgan - La Sera
S’apre la sera
vedi, s’avvera
morbida svela e distende
la sua coperta nera
Ecco la sera, bella la sera
la luce s’inchina
esce di scena
poi si nasconde tra i monti
scalderà altre genti
brucerà altri campi
e altri orizzonti
avanti, entri la sera
e noi siamo ancora qui
ma niente sembra uguale: con te
Con te si può parlare
disordinare il destino
rimandare il mattino
che il modo migliore è
consumare le ore facendo l’amore
Cade la sera
e il cuore s’ispira
mentre che il cielo si oscura
buio a regalar le stelle
belle illusioni, sogni lontani
anche se per oggi abbiamo dato già abbastanza
tutte le nostre forze, tutti i fianchi e gli occhi
Non siamo stanchi
e d’incanto l’identico istinto ci coglie
e con me ti fai trascinare via
guarda la sera
scende sicura
apre la notte futura e
non infonderà paure
anzi ci invita a nuove avventure
e fin che resteremo insieme non morirò
e del tormento allora ci faremo un canto
tutto il tempo che resta, ogni sera la nostra festa
e il vento come orchestra
mentre un raggio di luna rifrange
sulla pioggia che piange tu volteggi come un’onda
cosi volubile e profonda, stasera
l’atmosfera profuma d’incenso
quando ormai mi credevo disperso
con stupore immenso tutto ritorna per me ad avere un senso
o
almeno si spera, esce la sera, buona la sera "Guarda questa mia terra confiscata alla brutalitÃ
Ascolta questa mia terra che chiede legalitÃ
Terra bruciata dal sole che testarda rifiuta la sorte
Terra di sud che lotta, terra strappata alla morte" (Modena City Ramblers - Libera Terra) |
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«Re sotto la montagna»
Messaggi: 15146 Località : Solace
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Inviato: Lun 22 Feb 2010 23:40 pm Oggetto: |
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Savatage - When the crowds are gone
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KoLbjaYpsNk
I don't know where the years have gone
Memories can only last so long
Like faded photographs, forgotten songs
And the things I never knew
When the skin is thin, the heart shows through
Please believe me what I tell you is true
Where's the light, turn then on again
One more night to believe and then
Another note for my requiem
A memory to carry on
The story's over when the crowds are gone
All my friends have been crucified
They made life a long suicide true
Guess we never figured out the rules
But I'm still alive and my fingers feel
I'm gonna play on till the final reel's through
And read the credits from a different view
Where's the lights, turn them on again
One more night to believe and then
Another note for my requiem
A memory to carry on
The story's over when the crowds are gone
When the crowds are gone
And I'm all alone
Playing a final song
Now that the lights are gone
Turn them on again
One more time for me my friend
Turn them on again
I never wanted to know
Never wanted to see
I wasted my time till time wasted me
Never wanted to go
Always wanted to stay
Cause the person I am are the parts that I play
So I play and I plan
And hope and I scheme
To the lure of a night
Filled with unfinished dreams
And I'm holding on tight
To a world gone astray
As they charge me for years
I can no longer pay
And the lights
Turn them off my friend
And the ghosts
Well just let them in
Cause in the dark
It's easier to see TK7 should, of course, be named Neville – Neville and Luna, a match made in heaven.
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«The Gray Mouser»
Messaggi: 4464 Località : Lankhmar
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Inviato: Mar 23 Feb 2010 18:56 pm Oggetto: |
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CALL IT DEMOCRACY (Bruce Cockburn)
Padded with power here they come
International loan sharks backed by the guns
Of market hungry military profiteers
Whose word is a swamp and whose brow is smeared
With the blood of the poor
Who rob life of its quality
Who render rage a necessity
By turning countries into labour camps
Modern slavers in drag as champions of freedom
Sinister cynical instrument
Who makes the gun into a sacrament --
The only response to the deification
Of tyranny by so-called "developed" nations'
Idolatry of ideology
North South East West
Kill the best and buy the rest
It's just spend a buck to make a buck
You don't really give a flying fuck
About the people in misery
IMF dirty MF
Takes away everything it can get
Always making certain that there's one thing left
Keep them on the hook with insupportable debt
See the paid-off local bottom feeders
Passing themselves off as leaders
Kiss the ladies shake hands with the fellows
Open for business like a cheap bordello
And they call it democracy
And they call it democracy
And they call it democracy
And they call it democracy
See the loaded eyes of the children too
Trying to make the best of it the way kids do
One day you're going to rise from your habitual feast
To find yourself staring down the throat of the beast
They call the revolution
IMF dirty MF
Takes away everything it can get
Always making certain that there's one thing left
Keep them on the hook with insupportable debt
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68zccrskOqQ- GattaMatta e Palin forever!
- Cronache del 2020: Orso d'Oro a Jesse Custer!
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Inviato: Mer 24 Feb 2010 15:13 pm Oggetto: |
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Bruce Springsteen > Born in The U.S.A. (1984) > I'm Goin' Down
We sit in the car outside your house
I can feel the heat coming 'round
I go to put my arm around you
and you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds
well you let out one of your bored sighs
Well lately when I look into your eyes
I'm goin down, down, down
I'm goin' down, down down
We get dressed up and we go out, baby, for the night
We come home early burning, burning in some fire fight
I'm sick and tired of you setting me up
Setting me up just to knock-a knock-a knock-a me down, down, down
I'm goin down, down, down
I'm goin' down, down down
I pull you close but when we kiss I can feel a doubt
I remember back when we started
My kisses used to turn you inside out
I used to drive you to work in the morning
Friday night I'd drive you all around
You used to love to drive me wild
But lately girl you get your kicks from just driving me down, down, down
I'm goin down, down, down
I'm goin' down, down down
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«The Gray Mouser»
Messaggi: 4464 Località : Lankhmar
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Inviato: Mer 03 Mar 2010 19:40 pm Oggetto: |
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Questo brano non e' 'di' Herbert Pagani, ma la sua versione di una splendida canzone di Giorgio Gaber, contenuta nel vecchio, bellissimo concept album L'Amicizia. Quando questo lp arrivo' a casa, comprato da me, fan di Pagani dai tempi di Radio Montecarlo, i miei allibirono per il suo netto schieramento politico... io capii soltanto, da ragazzino quindicenne qual'ero, che la pensavo, anche se immaturamente e larvatamente, come lui.
In ricordo di un grande e geniale artista scomparso e dimenticato troppo presto.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aI2YxkUe7xo
Grazie, Herbert... - GattaMatta e Palin forever!
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«The Gray Mouser»
Messaggi: 4464 Località : Lankhmar
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Inviato: Mer 03 Mar 2010 20:13 pm Oggetto: |
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E, guarda un po', uno dei suoi successi capita giusto giusto per dedicarlo a Tattersail e a Kinzica ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5mToH2qUDw
- GattaMatta e Palin forever!
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