batumiban futottunk bele tök véletlen a gordela nevű, női felállású grúz zenekarba, egy szabadtéri fesztiválon játszottak. épp valami beatles-feldolgozást toltak, és azonnal beléjük szerettem. baromi jól énekelnek és zenélnek, tradicionális grúz hangszereken.
ez a fószer volt a backstreet boys és az n*sync menedzsere, meg még pár másodrangú fiú- és csajzenekaré.
aztán kiderült, hogy csúnyán átbaszta ezeket a fiatalokat, majd az is kiderült, hogy az egész karrierje egy nagy piramisjáték. családokat vitt a csődbe és nyúlta le a pénzüket. meg egy csomót hazudott össze-vissza mindenkinek.
nagyon érdekes. főleg azért, mert ezekből a kiscsávókból TÉNYLEG ő csinált sztárokat, és keresett velük csilliárdokat, semmi szüksége nem lett volna arra, hogy közben kibasszon egy csomó emberrel.
judge away, de szétadom ezt a dalt... pedig beírok amúgy ezekről a trap cuccoktól, nem bírok végighallgatni egy darab számot se, de ez tök szórakoztató ez a kis dope kiállás.
kicsit kár, hogy trentike már nem egy depressziós heroinista, hanem százgyerekes (jó, 5) családapa, úgyhogy valószínű soha többé nem fog olyan kibaszott slágereket írni, mint pl. a wish, hanem csak szétdíjazott filmzenéket...
de komolyra fordítva, szerintem egy csoda, hogy még életben van és nem vesztettük el, mint annyi csodás depressziós zenészt.
szeretünk trent! jó, hogy vagy!
I'm the one without a soul I'm the one with this big fucking hole No new tale to tell Twenty-six years, on my way to hell Gotta listen to your big-time, hard-line, bad luck, fist-fuck Don't think you're having all the fun You know me, I hate everyone
a heaven street sevennel akkor találkoztam, mikor egy lánnyal jártunk angolra a városmajori gimibe, és valamelyik gitárossal vagy kivel járt a zenekarból. ő adta kölcsön a budapest dolls-t, akkor jött ki, 1998.
szeretem máig is tökre azt az albumot, de annyira örülök, hogy onnantól magyarul írnak szövegeket, mert annyi de annyi kibaszottul csodálatos refrént adtak a magyar popnak... ah.
meg hát persze a zene, az ének, minden jó bennük, az az igazság.
forevör láv.
Mikor utoljára láttalak, csillogtál,
úgy fájt, hogy nem vagy az enyém,
most csendben nézlek, és csak az fáj,
hogy mennyire nem fáj semmi
Nem az idő az, ami átlépett rajtad,
észre sem vetted, hogy elveszett
egy haszontalan kis apróság,
ami nélkül élni nem lehet, nem lehet
az úgy kezdődött, hogy valahonnan meg volt jegyezve ez a link, girl in red live in paris 2019. így karantén idején megnézegetem a home office-ban az elrakott jóságokat.
szal jött ez a szám, és azóta lepörgettem négyezerszer. cuki ez a lány (20 éves bazmeg.... WHAT. she's also gay af 😏), és nagyon jókat zenél.
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
Cause now I'm even more lost
It was a bad idea
To think you were the one
Was such a bad idea
Cause now everything's wrong
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
"Darling, are you ready for more?"
It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea
To think I could stop
Was such a bad idea
I can't get enough
It was a bad idea
Needing you so late
Was such a bad idea
Cause I can't think straight
It was a bad idea
To bring you back home
Was such a bad idea
I need to be alone
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
"Darling, are you ready for more?"
It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea
To think I could stop
Was such a bad idea
I can't get enough
Bad idea
Bad idea
Bad idea
Bad idea
You put your hands under my shirt
Undid my bra and said these words
"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"
You pushed me up against my wall
Threw my clothes down on the floor
You said "Darling, are you ready for more?"
It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea
Calling you up
Was such a bad idea
I'm totally fucked
It was a bad idea
To think I could stop
Was such a bad idea
I can't get enough
Let me down gently
That's what I think I need
But when you let me down gently
It still feels it hard, hard Turn me into someone good That's what I really need Tell me that I'm someone good So we're not so far apart, apart
I hope it doesn't seem like I'm young, foolish and green
Let me in for a minute
You're not my life but I want you in it
Set me up I'm slowly
That's what you do to me
Oh you set me up slowly
Now I can't come down, down
Let you down gently
That's what I think you need
But when I let you down you're empty
And you try to hide your frowns, frowns
I hope it doesn't seem like I'm young, foolish and green
Let me in for a minute
You're not my life but I want you in it
And I hope it's sinking in
That behind your perfect skin
There's a part of you that's free
And I know that there's a place for me
I want love, but it's impossible
A man like me, so irresponsible
A man like me is dead in places
Other men feel liberated
I can't love, shot full of holes
Don't feel nothing, I just feel cold
Don't feel nothing, just old scars
Toughening up around my heart
But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love, that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love
I want love on my own terms
After everything I've ever learned
Me, I carry too much baggage
Oh man I've seen so much traffic
But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love, that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love
So bring it on, I've been bruised
Don't give me love that's clean and smooth
I'm ready for the rougher stuff
No sweet romance, I've had enough
A man like me is dead in places
Other men feel liberated
But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love, that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love
I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love, that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love
i am the owner of a lonely heart.
probably mert ez a szám egyidős velem, együtt születtünk.
Move yourself
You always live your life
Never thinking of the future
Prove yourself
You are the move you make
Take your chances win or lose her
See yourself
You are the steps you take
You and you - and that's the only way
Shake - shake yourself
You're every move you make
So the story goes
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Say - you don't want to chance it
You've been hurt so before
Watch it now
The eagle in the sky
How he dancin' one and only
You - lose yourself
No not for pity's sake
There's no real reason to be lonely
Be yourself
Give your free will a chance
You've got to want to succeed
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
After my own decision
They confused me so
My love said never question your will at all
In the end you've got to go
Look before you leap
And don't you hesitate at all - no no
Owner of a lonely heart
I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday Wednesday break my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love
Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate
I don't care if Monday's black
Tuesday, Wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It's Friday I'm in love
Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday watch the walls instead
It's Friday I'm in love
Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday never hesitate
Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's Friday
I'm in love
I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love
No cares for me
I'm happy as I can be
I've learned to love and to live
Devil may care
No cares and woes
Whatever comes later goes
That's how I'll take and I'll give
Devil may care
When the day is through, I suffer no regrets
I know that he who frets loses the night For only a fool thinks he can hold back the dawn He who is wise never tries to revise what's past and gone
Live love today, let come tomorrow what may
Don't even stop for a sigh, it doesn't help if you cry
That's how I live and I'll die
Devil may care
No cares for me
I'm happy as I can be
I've learned to love and to live
Devil may care
No cares and woes
Whatever comes later goes
That's how I'll take and I'll give
Devil may care
erről a számról, ha szembe jön, a dóri jut eszembe mindig...
ő volt (vagyis van) nagy madis. kb az utolsó valamirevaló album volt ez, 2003. mármint nem a dórinak! :D
most egy kicsit megsiratom az elvesztegetett fiatalságom, sziasztok.
nothing fails, no more fears.
I'm in love with you, you silly thing Anyone can see What is it with you, you silly thing Just take it from me
It was not a chance meeting Feel my heart beating You're the one
You could take all this, take it away I'd still have it all 'Cause I've climbed the tree of life And that is why, no longer scared if I fall
When I get lost in space, I can return to this place,'Cause,
you're the one
Nothing fails No more fears Nothing fails You washed away my tears Nothing fails No more fears Nothing fails Nothing fails
I'm not religious
But I feel so moved Makes me wanna pray Pray you'll always be here
I'm not religious But I feel such love Makes me want to pray
When I get lost in space,I can return to this place, 'Cause
you're the one
I'm not religious But I feel so moved I'm not religious Makes me wanna pray I'm not religious (I'm not religious) But I feel so moved (But I feel so moved) Makes me wanna pray (But I feel so moved) Pray you'll always be here...
reggel óta az megy az agyamban, hogy liiitöl red korveeeet
úgyhogy
ah - ez a férfi... és ez a komment: "The only man to steal your girl while wearing her shoes"
TRU! rest in power baby!
"Little Red Corvette"
I guess I should've known by the way
You parked your car sideways that it wouldn't last
See, you're the kinda person that believes in makin' out once
Love 'em and leave 'em fast
I guess I must be dumb
'Cause you had a pocket full of horses
Trojan and some of them used
But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it all right
And you say, "What have I got to lose?"
And honey, I say Little Red Corvette
Baby, you're much too fast
(Oh)
Little Red Corvette
You need a love that's gonna last
I guess I should've closed my eyes
When you drove me to the place where your horses run free
'Cause I felt a little ill when I saw all the pictures
Of the jockeys that were there before me
Believe it or not, I started to worry
I wondered if I had enough class
But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it all right
And you say, "Baby, have you got enough gas?", Oh yeah
Little Red Corvette Baby, you're much too fast (Yes, you are) Little Red Corvette You need to find a love that's gonna last (Oh, oh)
A body like yours oughta be in jail
'Cause it's on the verge of bein' obscene
Move over, baby, gimme the keys
I'm gonna try to tame your little red love machine
Little Red Corvette
Baby, you're much too fast
Little Red Corvette
Need to find a love that's gonna last, hey hey
Little Red Corvette
Honey, you got to slow down
(Got to slow down)
Little Red Corvette
'Cause if you don't, you're gonna run your little red corvette
Right in the ground
(Little Red Corvette)
Right down to the ground
(Honey, you got to slow down)
You, you, you got to slow down
(Little Red Corvette)
You're movin' much too fast, too fast
Need to find a love that's gonna last
Girl, you got an ass like I never seen, ow
And the ride
I say the ride is so smooth, you must be a Limousine
Ow, baby, you're much too fast
Little Red Corvette
You need a love, you need a love that's, uh, that's gonna last
(Little Red Corvette)
Babe, you got to slow down
(Y got to slow down)
Little Red Corvette
'Cause if you don't, 'cause if you don't
You're gonna run your body right into the ground
(Right into the ground)
Right into the ground
(Right into the ground)
Right into the ground
(Right into the ground)
2018. augusztus 16., csütörtök
hát várható volt, de bekönnyeztem...
8 grammy, több mint 75 millió eladott lemez, 112 billboard sláger, kitüntetések, címek
feminista ikon, emberjogi harcos
this planet will miss you! maxiR-E-S-P-E-C-T miss franklin!
van ez a remekbeszabott összeállítás zenész lányokról, nőkről, asszonyokról, hát még emésztem, sok az új, de ez a kislány annyira kurvára jó ebben a klipben, hogy:
szeretlek whitney, hiányzol!!! sajnálom, hogy ennyit kellett szopnod ezen a földön.
hamarosan érkezik a whitney doku, ami már csak azért is érdekes, mert készítés közben kemény dolgok derültek ki erről a zseniális hanggal és kemény sorssal megáldott nőről, vagyis allegedly zaklatta az unokatesója.
annyira de annyira csodálatos hangja van!!! ah. hallgassatok sokkal több whitney-t!
Wake up kids
We've got the dreamer's disease
Age 14
We got you down on your knees
So polite,
We're busy still saying please
Frienemies,
Who when you're down ain't your friend
Every night
We smash their Mercedes-Benz
First we run
And then we laugh 'til we cry
But when the night is falling
You cannot find the light, light
You feel your dreams are dying
Hold tight
You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget
We only get what we give
I'm comin' home baby
You're tops, give it to me now
Four A.M. we ran a miracle mile
We're flat broke but hey we do it in style
The bad rich
God's flying in for your trial
But when the night is falling
You cannot find your friend (friend)
You feel your tree is breaking
Just bend
[Chorus]
This whole damn world can fall apart
You'll be OK, follow your heart
You're in harm's way, I'm right behind
Now say you're mine
[Chorus]
Don't let go
I feel the music in you
Fly high
What's real can't die
You only get what you give
You're gonna get what you give
(don't give up)
Just don't be afraid to live
Health insurance rip off lying
FDA big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they're multiplying
Fashion shoots with Beck and Hanson,
Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson
You're all fakes
Run to your mansions
Come around
We'll kick your ass in!