Musiktips

[GTApimpfoolife]

Jag måste tipsa idag, Fredag, Lördag, Söndag, så jag har en del låtar att tipsa om nu.

Band: The White Stripes

Låt: Hypnotize

Platta: Elephant

Kommentar: Skön och hård, ganska punkig låt. Elephants Fell In Love With a Girl med ett härligt FuzzBox solo. Den dunkar rätt in i hjärtat och är en fin avslutningsrunda på skivan. 1:48, rock 'n' roll tid.

Text:

I want to hypnotize you, baby

On the telephone

So many times I called your house

Just to hear the tone

And though I knew that you weren't home

I didn't mind so much 'cause I'm so alone

I want to hypnotize you, baby

On the telephone

I want to spin my little watch

Right before your eyes

You're the kind of girl a guy like me

Could hypnotize

And if this comes as a surprise

Just think of all those guys

Who would tell you lies

I want to spin my little watch

Right before your eyes

I want to hold your little hand

If I can be so bold

And be your right hand man

'Til your hands get old

And then when all the feeling's gone

Just decide if you want to keep ho l din' on

I want to hold your little hand

If I can be so bold

If I can be so bold

If I can be so bold

Band: The White Stripes

Låt: I Can Learn

Platta: White Blood Cells

Kommentar: Lugn och fin. En riktig "åhh-släck-lampan-låt". Vacker, mysig, fräsch... I Can Learn.

Text:

I wish we

Were stuck up a tree

Then we'd know

That it's nicer below

I don't know any lullabys

I don't know how to make you mine

But I can learn

In lonely days ago

I saw lovers put on a show

Well now it's my turn

Drive you home

Then wait by the phone

For that call

And a walk in the fall

No harm will come of this

One little midnight kiss

It will not burn

Too many lonely days

I feel like a throw away

Well now it's my turn

Falling down

Is no longer around

Feeling sun

I'm no longer one

Well isn't this fun?

Band: The White Stripes

Låt: I Can't Wait

Platta: White Blood Cells

Kommentar: Också vacker. Sa förut att jag tycker "oh yeah yeah yeah" är irreterande och det tycker jag fortfarande. Men refrängen är bedårande och fraser som "i thought you made up your mind" och "who do you think you're messin' with girl". Det får en att må illa av vackerhet.

Text:

I can't wait till you try to come back, girl

When things they don't work out for you

Who do you think you're messing with, girl?

What do you think you're trying to do?

Who do you think you're

Messing with, girl?

What do you think

You're trying to do?

Do you really think

I want to be laughed at, girl?

Who do you think

You've trying to fool?

First you said I was blind

And it's gonna be different this time

I thought you made up your mind

I thought you made up your mind, yeah

I thought you made up

I thought you made up

I thought you made up your mind

So many times

I've gotten used to this

This old idea

Of being all alone

Tell me how I'm supposed

To get through with this

I wish this house felt like a home

Who do you think you're

Messing with, girl?

What do you think

You're trying to do?

Do you really think

I want to be laughed at, girl?

Who do you think you're trying to fool?

First you said I was blind

You certainly took your time

I thought you made up your mind

I thought you made up your mind, yeah

I thought you made up

I thought you made up

I thought you made up your mind

Band: The White Stripes

Låt: I Fought Piranhas

Platta: The White Stripes

Kommentar: Annorlunda. Men det är en fin avslutning på skivan med Johnny Walker på gura. Låten är vacker men den förstör St. James Infirmary lite.

Text:

Well, I hold the rope

And I hold the sail

And I kept my papers

To keep from land' in jail

And I fought piranhas

And I fought the cold

There was no one with me

I was all alone, yeah!

Well, it's Easter morning now

And there's no one around

So I unroll the sermon

And walk into the town

There was no one with me

I was all alone

And I fought piranhas

And I fought the cold, yeah!

Well, you know what it's like

I don't gotta tell ya

Who puts up a fight

Walkin' out of hell, now

When you fought piranhas

And you fought the cold

An' there's nobody with you

Yes, you're all alone, yeah!

[Crice]

Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest

Album: John Wesley Harding

Kommentar: Nävars.

Text:

Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest,

They were the best of friends.

So when Frankie Lee needed money one day,

Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens

And placed them on a footstool

Just above the plotted plain,

Sayin', "Take your pick, Frankie Boy,

My loss will be your gain."

Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down

And put his fingers to his chin,

But with the cold eyes of Judas on him,

His head began to spin.

"Would ya please not stare at me like that," he said,

"It's just my foolish pride,

But sometimes a man must be alone

And this is no place to hide."

Well, Judas, he just winked and said,

"All right, I'll leave you here,

But you'd better hurry up and choose

Which of those bills you want,

Before they all disappear."

"I'm gonna start my pickin' right now,

Just tell me where you'll be."

Judas pointed down the road

And said, "Eternity!"

"Eternity?" said Frankie Lee,

With a voice as cold as ice.

"That's right," said Judas Priest, "Eternity,

Though you might call it 'Paradise.'"

"I don't call it anything,"

Said Frankie Lee with a smile.

"All right," said Judas Priest,

"I'll see you after a while."

Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down,

Feelin' low and mean,

When just then a passing stranger

Burst upon the scene,

Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler,

Whose father is deceased?

Well, if you are,

There's a fellow callin' you down the road

And they say his name is Priest."

"Oh, yes, he is my friend,"

Said Frankie Lee in fright,

"I do recall him very well,

In fact, he just left my sight."

"Yes, that's the one," said the stranger,

As quiet as a mouse,

"Well, my message is, he's down the road,

Stranded in a house."

Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked,

He dropped ev'rything and ran

Until he came up to the spot

Where Judas Priest did stand.

"What kind of house is this," he said,

"Where I have come to roam?"

"It's not a house," said Judas Priest,

"It's not a house . . . it's a home."

Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled,

He soon lost all control

Over ev'rything which he had made

While the mission bells did toll.

He just stood there staring

At that big house as bright as any sun,

With four and twenty windows

And a woman's face in ev'ry one.

Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee

With a soulful, bounding leap,

And, foaming at the mouth,

He began to make his midnight creep.

For sixteen nights and days he raved,

But on the seventeenth he burst

Into the arms of Judas Priest,

Which is where he died of thirst.

No one tried to say a thing

When they took him out in jest,

Except, of course, the little neighbor boy

Who carried him to rest.

And he just walked along, alone,

With his guilt so well concealed,

And muttered underneath his breath,

"Nothing is revealed."

Well, the moral of the story,

The moral of this song,

Is simply that one should never be

Where one does not belong.

So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin',

Help him with his load,

And don't go mistaking Paradise

For that home across the road.

[pKz]

Supertramp - Take a look at my girlfriend.

[Matteus]

Damn, nu har även jag fastnat i denna Frank Zappa vågen som sköljer över forumet. Så här kommer några av de låtar jag fått tag på.

Frank Zappa and Captain Beefheart - Teddy Bears Picnic

Frank Zappa - Cheap Thrills - catholic girls

Frank Zappa - Sheik yerbouti - Jewish princess

Frank Zappa - titties and beer

[BroDD]

Iron Maiden - Can I Play With Madness

[P-C]

Frank Zappa - Camarillo Brillo från liveplattan Kreega Bandola! Oslagbar!

[virre cool]

Groogy - Makten från Söder

[CurunirOfValinor]

Imperiet - När Vodkan Gjort Oss Vackra

[jaeger]

Bob Dylan

Like A Rolling Stone

[Crice]

Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: Romance In Durango

Album: Desire

Kommentar: Cantinas, gunfights och spanskt mumbo-jumbo. Det är ju görbra.

Text:

Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun

Dust on my face and my cape,

Me and Magdalena on the run

I think this time we shall escape.

Sold my guitar to the baker's son

For a few crumbs and a place to hide,

But I can get another one

And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride.

No llores, mi querida

Dios nos vigila

Soon the horse will take us to Durango.

Agarrame, mi vida

Soon the desert will be gone

Soon you will be dancing the fandango.

Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people

Hoofbeats like castanets on stone.

At night I dream of bells in the village steeple

Then I see the bloody face of Ramon.

Was it me that shot him down in the cantina

Was it my hand that held the gun?

Come, let us fly, my Magdalena

The dogs are barking and what's done is done.

No llores, mi querida

Dios nos vigila

Soon the horse will take us to Durango.

Agarrame, mi vida

Soon the desert will be gone

Soon you will be dancing the fandango.

At the corrida we'll sit in the shade

And watch the young torero stand alone.

We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed

When they rode with Villa into Torreon.

Then the padre will recite the prayers of old

In the little church this side of town.

I will wear new boots and an earring of gold

You'll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown.

The way is long but the end is near

Already the fiesta has begun.

The face of God will appear

With His serpent eyes of obsidian.

No llores, mi querida

Dios nos vigila

Soon the horse will take us to Durango.

Agarrame, mi vida

Soon the desert will be gone

Soon you will be dancing the fandango.

Was that the thunder that I heard?

My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain

Come sit by me, don't say a Håller med till 100%!

Oh, can it be that I am slain?

Quick, Magdalena, take my gun

Look up in the hills, that flash of light.

Aim well my little one

We may not make it through the night.

No llores, mi querida

Dios nos vigila

Soon the horse will take us to Durango.

Agarrame, mi vida

Soon the desert will be gone

Soon you will be dancing the fandango.

[Tija]

Artist: Gnarkill

Album: Gnarkill!

Låt: I got erection!

Kommentar: Den här låten är skittöntig, och jag älskar den för att jag inte borde det...

Text:

Oh hell hey your know who this is eh?

Uh what..you dont?

Yeah well its Van Damme, baby

And I'm Damme-delicious, so you know get ready tonight

Take off your pants baby and let 'em go, yo!

Every time I walk down the street. Erection.

I see a woman, I like her beat. Erection.

I think of cheese, I think of mud. Erection.

I think of blood, I think of love. ERECTION!!

OOOOooooOOOOOH!!! ERECTION!

OOOOooooOOOOOH!!! ERECTION!

There's no reason to moan or whine. Erection.

It's what I'll slip to you in some time. Infection

Promise me, you love me long. Erection.

RING MY DING, AND SUCK MY DONG, ERECTION!!

OOOOooooOOOOOh x4

Yo, yo its erection

Or not so baby, sit on it and get off the floor

And feel the pleasure that you'll feel no more oh

It's erection, infection, its true, ive got, a big

Dicollection

I cant stop

I wanna throw it, in each direction, erection erection OH!!

[Frenzy]

Frank zappa - Willie the pimp.

I'm a little pimp with my hair gassed back

Pair a khaki pants with my shoe shined black

Got a little lady ... walk the street

Tellin' all the boy that she cain't be beat

Twenny dollah bill ( I can set you straight )

Meet me onna corner boy'n don't be late

Man in a suit with a bow-tie neck

Wanna buy a grunt with a third party check

Standin' onna porch of the Lido Hotel

Floozies in the lobby love the way I sell:

HOT MEAT

HOT RATS

HOT CATS

HOT RITZ

HOT ROOTS

HOT SOOTS

HOT ZITZ

HOT MEAT

HOT RATS

HOT CATS

HOT ZITZ

HOT ROOTS

HOT SOOTS

[rabarben]

Om vi har någon Hammerfall lyssnare så skulle jag vilja ha lite tips om lite hammerfall låtar... Gillar deras sound, men vill inte *host* låtar på måfå.

[Frenzy]

Death - The philosopher.

Do you feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear

There is a line you must draw between your dream world and reality

Do you live my life or share the breath I breathe

Lies feed your judgment of others

Behold how the blind lead each other

The philosopher

You know so much about nothing at all

Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall

Thoughts that grow narrow upon being verbally released

Your mind is not your own,

What sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your choice

So you preach about how I’m supposed to be, yet you don’t know your

Own sexuality

Lies feed your judgment of others

Behold how the blind lead each other

The philosopher

You know so much about nothing at all

[aKi]

The Dandy Warhols - We Used To Be Friends

[CurunirOfValinor]

Om vi har någon Hammerfall lyssnare så skulle jag vilja ha lite tips om lite hammerfall låtar... Gillar deras sound, men vill inte *host* låtar på måfå.

Stone Cold.

[skribb]

Ingen bryr sig ett skit, men here goes:

Lo Key - Follow Me, hade glömt denna horrorcore/death rap-klassiker.

[Bubbli]

Ingen bryr sig ett skit, men here goes:

Lo Key - Follow Me, hade glömt denna horrorcore/death rap-klassiker.

Hoho, jag bryr mig . Den är mysig.

Madd Maxxx - My Saving Grace är skön också.

[chiligr]

Om vi har någon Hammerfall lyssnare så skulle jag vilja ha lite tips om lite hammerfall låtar... Gillar deras sound, men vill inte *host* låtar på måfå.

Hearts on fire är väl klassisk...sen har vi hela plattan "Chapter V Unbent, unbowed, unbroken" som är senaste i diskografin...sen är det väl egentligen "crimson thunder"-plattan som ens håler klass med "Chapter V"...

[Ace]

Terry Reid - To be treated

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