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11-17-2022, 12:19 PM
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Is she really going out with him?...
The Shangri-Las -Leader of the Pack
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11-21-2022, 08:31 AM
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Santana - Song of the Wind/Flame Sky
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11-21-2022, 09:15 PM
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From the 1967 movie "Bedazzled." Great movie if you've never seen it (it's on Youtube, free). I've become strangely obsessed with the tunes in this scene here, particularly the 2nd one. Both were penned by Dudley Moore, who is the first singer (one of his early movies). He plays a loser guy who makes a pact with the devil (Peter Cook, the 2nd singer) to have 7 wishes granted in exchange for his soul. All of the wishes center around this woman he's interested in but in real life is afraid to ask her anything. But in each of the 7 wishes, the devil comes along and somehow ruins the wish. In this scene Dudley Moore gets a wish to be a pop star and have women going gaga over him, but the devil/Peter Cook ruins the wish by singing after him and the women go even more gaga after the devil.
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11-25-2022, 07:42 AM
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Dr. Feelgood - Milk and Alcohol R.I.P. Wilko Johnson
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11-25-2022, 02:15 PM
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Go ahead, Mr. Wendal
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The lyrics are in polish, but they're quite ****ing important for this song. Morning daybreak, morning daybreak shining When I'm strolling through Sopot's embankment On a beach all dirty-yellow in colour The Baltic Sea smells of crude oil Morning pavements When I walk, I don't talk to anyone How is it on a Sunday morning around here? After the Saturday parties the pavements are covered in puke Poland I live in Poland I live in Poland I live right here here here here here Afternoon concerts Are full of brain-deads working security service They're looking around, because their hands are itching They love to hit and beat more and more every day The evening adventures begin again When I walk up the stoned stairs Plenty of drunken bums are trying to provoke me We'll meet at the church the next day anyway Poland I live in Poland I live in Poland I live right here here here here here Night milk shops I walk up and look what's happening in front The rabble is putting fists up to a guy's face They demand a death sentence And then the morning trains come again I just stand there and look at all the freaks in uniforms Have you ever been at the Kutno railway station at night? It's so ugly and dirty there that your eyes can take no more and crack Poland I live in Poland I live in Poland I live right here here here here here Night milk shops I walk up and look what's happening in front The rabble is putting fists up to a guy face They demand a death sentence for him And then the morning trains come again I just stand there and look at all the freaks in uniforms Have you ever been at one of our railway stations at night? It's so ugly and dirty there that your eyes crack Im sorry I might not be the best translator ever, but here it is lol You can't even imagine what this song is to a polish person, and even less so when one just tries to remember their life there (as I do)
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