Zondag 26 oktober 1975
Reflections
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Reflections
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Zaterdag 25 oktober 1975
The Music Of The Night
The Music Of The Night
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber - Richard Stilgoe - Charles Hart
First performance by: Michael Crawford - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defences
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night
Close you eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to go
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the harmony which dreams alone can write
The power of the music of the night
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night
Zaterdag 25 oktober 1975
The Music Of The Night
The Music Of The Night
Composer(s): Andrew Lloyd Webber - Richard Stilgoe - Charles Hart
First performance by: Michael Crawford - 1986
Covered by multiple other artists
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defences
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your face away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night
Close you eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before
Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to go
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the harmony which dreams alone can write
The power of the music of the night
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night
Zaterdag 25 oktober 1975
Chronique Pour L'an 2000
Chronique Pour L'an 2000
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
Peuple de l'an 2000
Je viens, braves gens
De la nuit des temps
Parler d'un passé
Peut-être oublié
Mais très excitant
Les hommes sur la Terre
S'aimaient comme des frères
Et leur seul but sacré
S'appelait tiercé
Qu'ils répudiaient parfois
Pour un beau porte-clés
C'est au milieu
De cette joie tranquille
Que se déclencha
La grande bataille
Qu'on appela terrible
Et qui opposa
Deux de nos idoles
Nommées dans le vent
Qui pour une mèche de cheveux
Aux poudres mirent le feu
Partageant la planète
En deux clans très curieux
Beatniks et antis
Tels étaient leurs slogans
Guitares et ciseaux
Leurs seules armes
Du moment
Moi qui n'était que bon enfant
Je fus nommé sur le champ
Arbitre pour ce match sanglant
Rejetant mes conseils
Maintes fois prodigués
La lutte a continué
Ils préféraient se battre
Refusant de penser
Que venant les années
À quarante ans leurs crânes
Seraient désertés
Mais ils me rétorquaient
"Toi reste dans ton coin
Et laisse-nous profiter
De cette publicité"
Beatniks et antis
Tels étaient leurs slogans
Guitares et ciseaux
Leurs seules armes
Du moment
Les Casques Bleus furent débordés
Les lois de la guerre renversées
Oui, le Monde fut bouleversé
La morale de cette chronique
Est simple à constater
Les cheveux sont ingrats
À quoi bon les chanter?
Braves gens de l'An 2000
Je ne vous souhaite pas
Cette guerre civile
Terrible qui un jour nous arriva!
Zaterdag 25 oktober 1975
Reflected
Reflected
Composer(s): Michael Bruce; Glen Buxton;
Alice Cooper; Dennis Dunaway; Neal Smith
Performer(s): Alice Cooper; Dramarama
Look upstanding with your head held high
You will be reflected
You look outstanding with your eyes in disguise
Just beyond your mask-qes
Holy, Hollywood (he), it's divine
I'm surely glad, I'm surely all the time
And even though I'm, you will always hear
Very rarely worry upmost constantly
Could you be receptive
Our life's outstanding in a shower please
Wet my skids a plenty
Baby, what a day all over town
I'm surely glad, I'm surely all around
And even since I knew, it's all so clear
You will be reflected
You will be reflected
You will be reflected
You will be reflected, reflected
Yeah...
Vrijdag 24 oktober 1975
The Music Goes Round And Round
The Music Goes Round And Round
Composer(s): Mike Riley - Eddie Farley
Performer(s): Riley-Farley & The Onyx Club Boys
and multiple other artists
I blow thru here
The music goes 'round and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here
I push the first valve down
The music goes down and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here
I push the middle valve down
The music goes down around below
Below, below, deedle-dee-ho-ho-ho
Listen to the jazz come out
I push the other valve down
The music goes 'round and around
Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
And it comes out here
Vrijdag 24 oktober 1975
Chrome
Chrome
Composer(s): Joe Jackson
Performer(s): Joe Jackson Band
You always were the special one
The breath of air, the heap of fun
You always had a kind of light
That might dismay or might delight
I thought about you all along
I used to doubt you
Guess I was wrong
Now you shine like chrome
You’re a star and bold like chrome
And from Tokyo to Rome
We’re all aware of you
Now you shine like chrome
You’re so hard and cold like chrome
And I’d like to take you home
But I’m scared of you
It’s nice to see you looking well
I know your age, but I won’t tell
You always had a kind of glow
You’re luminous
But I guess you know
I see it clearly
You’re gonna shine
I never really thought you’d be mine
Now you shine like chrome
You’re a star and bold like chrome
And from Tokyo to Rome
We’re all aware of you
Now you shine like chrome
You’re so hard and cold like chrome
And I’d like to take you home
But I’m scared of you
Vrijdag 24 oktober 1975
Reet Petite And Gone
Reet Petite And Gone
Composer(s): Louis Jordan; Julia Lee
Performer(s): Louis Jordan;
and various other artists
I got a girl who beats 'em all
She isn't too short and she isn't too tall
She's in the groove and she's right on the ball
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone
Oh what a babe, she's the tops
When we go out they don't need traffic cops
'Cause one look at her and the traffic stops
She is reet, petite and gone
When the boys all gather 'round at night to have a ball
Now that I've got this fine gal, I don't pay no mind at all
No more nights at sloppy Joe's
No more bettin' on the nose
I'll give up all my fancy clothes
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone
This time I'm gonna do things right
Never let my baby out of my sight
We'll tie the knot and tie it tight
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone
Got some money in my jeans
Feeling like a man of means
But I'll give up all those other queens
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone
That chick has really changed my attitude
Whenever I gaze on her pulchritude
I'm telling you boys, she's so mighty fine
She's got me all wrapped up like a ball of twine
All the other girls, they leave me cold
You can't compare brass to fourteen-carat gold
When they made her, they broke the mold
She is reet, petite and gone
I got a girl who beats 'em all
She isn't too short and she isn't too tall
She's in the groove and she's right on the ball
'Cause she's reet, petite and gone
Donderdag 23 oktober 1975
The Muppet Show Theme
The Muppet Show Theme
Composer(s): Jim Henson - Sam Pottle
Performer(s): The Muppets
and multiple other artists
It's time to play the music
It's time to light the lights
It's time to meet the Muppets on the Muppet Show tonight
It's time to put on makeup
It's time to dress up right
It's time to raise the curtain on the Muppet Show tonight
Why do we always come here
I guess we'll never know
It's like a kind of torture
To have to watch the show
And now let's get things started
Why don't you get things started
It's time to get things started
On the most sensational inspirational celebrational Muppetational
This is what we call the Muppet Show
Donderdag 23 oktober 1975
Christopher Columbus (Guy Mitchell)
Christopher Columbus
Composer(s): Terry Gilkyson
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell; Terry Gilkyson
(Let me fly, fly, fly stormy water
Let me walk on the bottom of the rollin’ sea
Let me run, run, run around this great and fertile land
‘Cos this world ain’t big enough for me)
Columbus say to the Spanish King
“I’ll let you in on a mighty fine thing
I aim to prove that the world is round
United States ain’t never been found”
(United States ain’t never been found)
“Now gimme ships,” old Columbus say
“I’ll sail to China the shorter way”
The king, he say “This world is flat
Sail too far and where you at?”
Let me fly, fly, fly stormy water
Let me walk on the bottom of the rollin’ sea
(Let me run, run, run around this great and fertile land
‘Cos this world ain’t big enough for me, oh no)
The world ain’t big enough for me
Now Queen Isabella, she gave heed
Said “Go buy the ships you need
Take my jewels but travel slow
‘Cos you might fall down to the world below.”
(Might fall down to the world below)
Crew was a-yellin’ “Turn back home
We ain’t ready for the Kingdom Come”
Look-out hollered, “Land I see,
Why there’s the Statue of Liberty”
Let me fly, fly, fly stormy water
Let me walk on the bottom of the rollin’ sea
Oh, let me run, run, run around this great and fertile land
‘Cos this world ain’t big enough for me
(Oh no)
The world ain’t big enough for me
Now all of the Indians come out then
To welcome Chris and the hungry men
“Step right up and have a little bite
And the Rotary meets on Monday night”
(Rotary meets on a Monday night)
Columbus sailed right home again
Ship load of gold for the Queen of Spain
King, he say, a-kickin’ at the ground
“Always know’d that the world was round”
Let me fly, fly, fly stormy water
Let me walk on the bottom of the rollin’ sea
(Let me run, run, run around this great and fertile land
‘Cos this world ain’t big enough for me Oh no)
The world ain’t big enough for me
The world... Ain’t big enough...
For me
Donderdag 23 oktober 1975
Reet Petite
Reet Petite
Composer(s): Berry Gordy Jr.; Tyran Carlo
Performer(s): Jackie Wilson;
and various other artists
Well, lookabout, lookabout
lookabout, lookabout, oooooh-weee
Lookabout, lookabout, lookabout, oooooo-weee
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooooo-weee
Well, she's so fine, fine, fine
She's so fine, fa-fa-fine
She's so fi-i-i-i-i-ine
She's so fine, fine, fine
She's really sweet, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Well, have you ever seen a girl for whom your soul you'd give
For whom you'd fight for, die for, pray to
God you'd lie for
She's so fine, she's so fine, she's really sweet
The finest girl you ever wanna meet
Well, she really fills her clothes from her head to toe
I want the world
to know, I love her, love her so
She's alright, she's alright, she's alright
She loves me all the day and night
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Oooohhhh
Well, she's like honey from a bee
And like peaches from a tree
I love her, need her to be so close to me
She's alright, she's got what it takes
She's got what it takes and with a-me she really rates
Well, oh, now she's my cutie, my tutti fruitti,
My heart, my love, my bathin' beauty
She's alright, she's got just what
it takes
She's got what it takes and with a-me she really rates
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Rrrr-Reet Petite, the finest girl you ever wanna meet
Woensdag 22 oktober 1975
Did My Heart Beat?
Did My Heart Beat?
Composer(s): Benee Russell - George W. Meyer - Pete Wendling
Performer(s): Pat O'Malley
Did my heart beat
The moment that I looked at you
Did my heart beat
And say that no-one else would do
Just one little stumble
Did I take a tumble
And did I fall in love
Was my face red
I hardly knew just what to say
Was my face red
I must have shown it every way
Just one little stumble
Did I take a tumble
And did I fall in love
We talked awhile of this and that
The night was so divine
We walked awhile and then we sat
Then suddenly your lips met mine
Did I run home
And tell it to the family
Did I run home
To tell them you belong to me
Just one little stumble
Did I take a tumble
And did I fall in love
Woensdag 22 oktober 1975
Christopher Columbus (Andy Kirk)
Christopher Columbus
Composer(s): Chuck Berry - Andy Razaf
Performer(s): Andy Kirk
Mister Christopher columbus
Sailed the sea without a compass
When his men began a rumpus
Up spoke, Christopher Columbus
There is land somewhere
Until we get there
We will not go wrong
If we sing, "swing a song"
Since the world is round
We'll be safe and sound
Til our goal is found
We'll just keep rhythm bound
Soon the crew was makin merry
Then came a yell, "Let's drink to Isabelle
Hum, bring the rum, Ho Hum"
No more mutiny,
What a time at sea
With di-plo-ma-cy
Christy made his-to-ry
Mister Christopher Columbus
He used rhythm as a compass
Music ended all the rumpus
Wise old Christopher Columbus
Woensdag 22 oktober 1975
Reelin' In The Years
Reelin' In The Years
Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan;
Eddie M.; Marvelous 3
Your everlasting summer
You can see it fading fast
So you grab a piece of something
That you think is gonna last
You wouldn't know a diamond
If you held it in your hand
The things you think are precious
I can't understand
Chorus:
Are you reelin' in the years
Stowin' away the time
Are you gatherin' up the tears
Have you had enough of mine
You been tellin' me you're a genius
Since you were seventeen
In all the time I've known you
I still don't know what you mean
The weekend at the college
Didn't turn out like you planned
The things that pass for knowledge
I can't understand
Chorus
I spent a lot of money
And I spent a lot of time
The trip we made in Hollywood
Is etched upon my mind
After all the things we've done and seen
You find another man
The things you think are useless
I can't understand
Chorus
Dinsdag 21 oktober 1975
The Munsters
The Munsters
Composer(s): Jack Marshall
First performance: 1964
When you are walking down the street at night
And behind you theres no one in view
But you hear mysterious feet at night
Then The Munsters are following you!
If you should meet this strange family
Just forget what some people have said
The Munsters may shake your hand clammily
But they're not necessarily dead
Behind their house you musn't be afraid
To see a figure digging with a spade!
Perhaps someone didn't quite make the grade
with The Munsters, with The Munsters
If when you're sleeping you dream a lot
Ghoulish nightmares parade through your head
And then you wake up and scream a lot
Oh, The Munsters are under your bed!
At midnight if creatures should prowl about
And if vampires and vultures swoop down
And werewolves and feinds shreik and howl about
Oh, The Munsters are out on the town!
One night I dared peak through their window screen
My hair turned white at such a crazy scene!
Because every evening its Halloween
At The Munsters', at The Munsters'!
Dinsdag 21 oktober 1975
Christmas Time Is Here (Vince Guaraldi)
Christmas Time Is Here
Composer(s): Vince Guaraldi; Lee Mendelson
First release by: Vince Guaraldi Trio - 1965
Covered by various other artists
Christmas time is here
Happiness and cheer
Fun for all, that children call
Their favorite time of year
Snowflakes in the air
Carols everywhere
Olden times and ancient rhymes
Of love and dreams to share
Sleigh bells in the air
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Christmas time is here
Families drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
Such spirit through the year
Sleigh bells in the air
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Christmas time is here
Families drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
A favorite time of year
Dinsdag 21 oktober 1975
Reelin' And Rockin'
Reelin' And Rockin'
French Version: Rock 'N' Road
Composer(s): Chuck Berry
Performer(s): Chuck Berry
Reelin' And Rockin'
Some-times I will, then again I think I won't
Some-times I will, then again I think I won't
Some- times I do, then again I think I don't
Well, I looked at my watch it was nine twenty one
'twas at a rock 'n' roll dance havin' nothin' but fun
We were rollin' reelin' and a-rockin'
We were reelin' and a-rockin' and rollin' till the break of dawn
Well, I looked at my watch, it was nine thirty-two
There's nothin' I'd rather do than dance with you
We were rollin', reelin' and a-rockin'...
Well, I looked at my watch, it was nine forty-three
And every time I'd spin, she'd spin with me
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin', ...
Well, I looked at my watch, it was nine fifty-four
I said, "Dance ballerina girl, go, go, go!"
We were rollin, reelin' and a-rockin' ...
Well, I looked at my watch, it was ten o-five,
Man, I didn't know whether I was dead or alive!
But I was rollin', reelin' and a-rockin'....
Well, I looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-six
But I'm a keep on dancin' till I got my kicks!
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin'.....
Well, I looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-eight
I gotta get my kicks before it gets too late!
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin' ....
Well, I looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-nine
I had to hold her hand, she was still holdin' mine!
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin'. ....
Well, I looked at my watch, and to my surprise,
I was dancin' with a woman who was twice my size!
We were reelin', reelin' and a-rockin' .....
Well, I looked at my watch, and it was time to go
The band leader said, "We ain't playin' no mo'!"
We were reelin', reelin', and a-rockin'....
Maandag 20 oktober 1975
The Mummers' Dance
The Mummers' Dance
Composer(s): Loreena McKennitt
Performer(s): Loreena McKennitt
and multiple other artists
When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair
When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light
We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay
Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year
The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days
We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay
And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone
A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of Our Lord's hand
We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay
Maandag 20 oktober 1975
Ballad Of Forty Dollars
Ballad Of Forty Dollars
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall
First release by: Tom T. Hall - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
The man who preached the funeral
Said it really was a simple way to die
He laid down to rest one afternoon
And never opened up his eyes
They hired me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry up some chairs
It took us seven hours
And I guess we must have drunk a case of beer
I guess I ought to go and watch them put 'im down
But I don't own a suit
And anyway when they start talkin' about
The fire in Hell, well, I get spooked
So, I'll just sit here in my truck
And act like I don't know 'im when they pass
Anyway, when they're all through
I've got to go to work and mow the grass
Well, here they come and who's that
Ridin' in that big ol' shiny limousine
Mmh! look at all that chrome, I do believe
That that's the sharpest thing I've seen
That must belong to his great uncle
Someone said he owned a big ol' farm
When they get parked I'll mosey down
and look it over, that won't do no harm
Well, that must be the widow in the car
And would you take a look at that
That sure is a pretty dress
You know some women do look good in black
Well, he's not even in the ground
And they say that his truck is up for sale
They say she took it pretty hard
But you can't tell too much behind the veil
Well, listen ain't that pretty
When the bugler plays the Military "Taps"
I think that when you's in the war
They always (hide 'n) play a song like that
Well, here I am and there they go
And I guess you'd have to call it my bad luck
I hope he rests in peace, the trouble is
The fellow owes me forty bucks
Maandag 20 oktober 1975
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