Dinsdag 21 mei 1974
Foggy River
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Foggy River
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Maandag 20 mei 1974
Everglades
Everglades
Composer(s): Harlan Howard
Performer(s): The Kingston Trio
and multiple other artists
He was born and raised around Jacksonville
A nice young man not the kind to kill
But the jealous fight and a flashing blade
Sent him on the run through the Everglades
Runnin' like the dog through the Everglades
Now the posse went in and they came back out
And said he'll die and there ain't no doubt
It's an eye for an eye the debt is paid
You won't last long in the Everglades
A man can't live in the everglades
Where a man can hide and never be found
And have no fear of the baying hounds
But he better keep movin' and don't stand still
If the skeeters don't get him in Gatersville
If the skeeters don't get him in the Gatersville
Now the years went by and his girl was wed
His family gave him up for dead
Now and then the natives would say
They'd seen him a runnin' through the Everglades
Runnin' like the dog through the Everglades
Now he never heard the news on the radio
He was deep in the glades and he'll never know
He's runnin' and a hidin' and didn't make much sense
The jury had ruled it was self-defence
The jury had ruled it was self-defence
Where a man can hide...
Maandag 20 mei 1974
Cat Black (The Wizard's Hat)
Cat Black (The Wizard's Hat)
Composer(s): Marc Bolan
Performer(s): Marc Bolan & T. Rex
Cat black the wizard's hat
Spun in lore from Dagamoor
The skull of jade was pearl inlaid
The silks, skin spun, repelled the Sun
A tusk of boar with dwarfish awe
Sobs on the door where stood before
A mountain man with sky-blue teeth
Upon his head a python's wreath
A deer he slew in the dawning's dew
Her heart was a dagger for a murderer's brew
A toad of jet on a sill cast in brass
Portrayed for his sight mysteries of the past
A yellow orphan dancer rich in Nature's costly gold
Wept for the jailer of time to bless her old
But his kiss he held and shadowed for the spell of nights are strong
And spiralled like a whirlwind in the childhood of a song
Cat black the wizard's back
Daubed in doom in his tounge tombed room
We of the wind must rejoice and speak
And kiss all our starbrowed brothers on the cheek
Maandag 20 mei 1974
Foggy Notion
Foggy Notion
Composer(s): Sterling Morrison; Lou Reed;
Maureen Tucker; Hy Weiss; Doug Yule
Performer(s):
The Velvet Underground; Downbeat 5;
Echo & The Bunnymen; The Modern Lovers; Joe Viglione
She's over by the corner
Got her hands by her sides
They hit her harder harder harder
Till they thought she might die
Well I got a foggy notion, do it again
Over by the corner, do it again
I got my calomine lotion baby, do it again
I got a foggy notion, do it again
She made me do something that I never did before
I rushed right down to a flower store
I bought her a boundle a beautiful batch
Dont't you know something, she sent 'em right back
Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae
Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae, Sally Mae
Zondag 19 mei 1974
Eve Of The War
Eve Of The War
Composer(s): Jeff Wayne
Performer(s): Jeff Wayne
and multiple other artists
The Coming of the Martians
The Eve Of The War
Journalist:
No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century
that human affairs were being watch from the timeless worlds of space
No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized
as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water
Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space
minds immeasurably superior to our regarded this Earth with envious eyes
and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us
At midnite on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth
Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly hurtling towards us
came the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth
As I watched, there was another jet of gas
it was another missle, starting on its way
And that's how it was for the next the next ten nights
A flare, spurting out from Mars - bright green, drawing a green mist behind it - a beautiful, but somehow disturbing sight
Ogilvy, the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger
he was convinced there could be no living thing on that remote, forbidding planet
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said
"The changes of anything coming from Mars are a million to one-but still they come!"
Journalist:
Then came the night the first missile approached Earth
It was thought to be an ordinary falling star, but the next day there was a huge crater in the middle of the Common
and Ogilvy came to examine what lay there: a cylinder, thirty yards across, glowing hot...
and with faint sounds of movement coming from with
Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing, and Ogilvy feared there was a man inside, trying to escape
He rushed to the cylinder, but the intense heat stopped him before he could burn himself on the metal
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one," he said
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million to one - but still they come!"
It seems totally incredible to me now that everyone spent that evening as though it were just like any other
From the railway station came the sound of shunting trains, ringing the rumbling, softened almost into melody by the distance
It all seemed so safe and tranquil
Zondag 19 mei 1974
Casual Conversations
Casual Conversations
Composer(s): Rick Davies - Roger Hodgson
Performer(s): Supertramp
It doesn't matter what I say
You never listen anyway
Just don't know what you're looking for
Imagination's all I have
But ever then you say it's bad
Just can't see why we disagree
Casual conversations how they bore me
They go on and on endlessly
But no matter what I say
You ignore me anyway
I might as well talk in my sleep (I could weep)
You try to make me feel so small
Until there's nothing left at all
Why go on? Just hoping that we'll get along
There's no communication left between us
But is it me or you who's to blame?
There's nothing I can do, yes you're fading out of view
Don't know if I feel joy or pain
And now it's all been said
If you must leave then go ahead
Should feel sad
But I really believe that I'm glad
Yes I really believe that I'm glad
Zondag 19 mei 1974
Foggy Mental Breakdown
Foggy Mental Breakdown
Composer(s): Larry Byrom; John Kay
Performer(s): Steppenwolf
Hear me holler down the mountain side
I'm near the sky blinking at the evil eye
Hear me holler at the city's grind
It stole my soul just about lost my mind
Let the loneliness roll in
Like the foggy mountain dew
Wipe the madness from my eye
'Till my anger slowly dies
When the shadow play begins
I'll be watching thru the night
'Till I find myself again
Hear me holler cross the sea of light
It took my dream and smashed it 'gainst the night
Hear me holler at the town below
Got nothing left to make me stay and no place left to go
Let the loneliness roll in
Like the foggy mountain dew
Wipe the madness from my eye
'Till my anger slowly dies
When the shadow play begins
I'll be watching thru the night
'Till I find myself again
Zaterdag 18 mei 1974
The Equestrian Statue
The Equestrian Statue
Composer(s): Neil Innes
Performer(s): The Bonzo Dog Band
There once was a very famous man
On his famous horse he'd ride through the land
The people used to see him everywhere
When he died, they put a statue in the square
(hooray)
Here comes the Equestrian Statue
Prancing up and down the square
Little old ladies stop 'n' say
"Well, I declare!"
Once a month on a Friday there's a man
With a mop and bucket in his hand
To him it's just another working day
So he whistles as he rubs and scrubs away
(hooray)
Here comes the Equestrian Statue
Prancing up and down the square
Little old ladies stop 'n' say
"Well, I declare!"
It's a sight to bring you joy, you feel so gay
And it's guaranteed to brighten up your day
If it's gray
(hooray)
Here comes the Equestrian Statue
Prancing up and down the square
Little old ladies stop 'n' say
"Well, I declare!"
It's a sight to bring you joy, you feel so gay
And it's guaranteed to brighten up your day
If it's gray
Feel so gay
Feel so gay
Feel so gay
Feel so gay
Feel so gay
Zaterdag 18 mei 1974
Castles Made Of Sand
Castles Made Of Sand
Composer(s): Jimi Hendrix
First release by: The Jimi Hendrix Experience - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Down the street you can hear her scream 'you're a disgrace'
as she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
and all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries 'oh girl, you must be mad
what happened to the sweet love you and me had?'
Against the door he leans and starts a scene
and his tears fall and burn the garden green
And so castles made of sand fall in the sea, eventually
A little Indian brave who before he was ten
played war games in the woods with his Indian friends
And he built a dream that when he grew up
he would be a fearless warrior Indian Chief
Many moons passed and more the dream grew strong
until tomorrow he would sing his first war song and fight his first battle
But something went wrong, surprise attack killed him in his sleep that night
And so castles made of sand, melt into the sea, eventually
There was a young girl, whose heart was a frown
'cause she was crippled for life, and she couldn't speak a sound
And she wished and prayed she could stop living, so she decided to die
She drew her wheel chair to the edge of the shore
and to her legs she smiled 'you won't hurt me no more'
But then a sight she'd never seen made her jump and say
'Look, a golden winged ship is passing my way'
And it really didn't have to stop, it just kept on going
And so castles made of sand, slip into the sea, eventually
Zaterdag 18 mei 1974
Fofoca
Fofoca
Composer(s): Hermeto Paschoal
Performer(s): Raimundo Fagner
Toda pessoa que mente
Não olha direito na gente
Desconfia de todos
Fingindo estar contente
E quando encontra alguém
De quem fez fofoca também
Mudo de assunto na hora
Nem jeito de andar não tem
Inventa sempre uma história
Que não convence a ninguém
Um dia cai do cavalo
Porque não vale um vintém
A mentira é passageira
E a verdade é de quem tem
Fica nesse vai e vem
A verdade é de quem tem
A fofoca acabou
Fica lá que eu já me vou
Vrijdag 17 mei 1974
The Entertainer (Tony Clarke)
The Entertainer
Composer(s): Tony Clarke
Performer(s): Tony Clarke
You're the entertainer, the entertainer
You're the entertainer, the entertainer
You made 'em laugh, and you left 'em feelin' glad
You made 'em cry, and you left 'em feelin' sad
They've seen you perform in so many plays
But they're not to know you're unhappy today
So they'll never know, go on with the show
'Cause, You're the entertainer, the entertainer
You're the entertainer, the entertainer
The curtain's up, and your audience is waiting out there
Now walk on stage, boy, like you don't have a care
And don't let 'em know that you're feelin' so low
Since your girl put you down, you're a sad-hearted clown
But the show must go on, go on and on
'Cause, You're the entertainer, the entertainer
You're the entertainer, the entertainer, yeah
Now hear that applause, now you know you made the grade
You fooled them well, for the money they paid
Now walk off in style, and don't forget to smile
Though your heart tells you, "frown" you can't let the people down
Sure your one girl has gone, but you've got to walk on
When, you're the entertainer, tell yourself
(the entertainer)
You're the entertainer, you know, you can do it
(the entertainer)
You're the entertainer, walk on, in style now
(the entertainer)
You're the entertainer, come on, in style now
(the entertainer)
You're the entertainer, come on, in style now
(the entertainer)...
Vrijdag 17 mei 1974
Castles In The Air
Castles In The Air
Composer(s): Don McLean
Performer(s): Don McLean; Celtic Thunder; George Hamilton IV
And if she asks you why, you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of castles in the air
I've got a dream I want the world to share
And castle walls just lead me to despair
Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky
A dream come true, I'll live there till I die
I'm asking you to say my last goodbye
The love we knew ain't worth another try
Save me from all the trouble and the pain
I know I'm weak, but I can't face that girl again
Tell her the reasons why I can't remain
Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain
But how can words express the feel of sunlight in the morning
In the hills, away from city strife
I need a country woman for my wife
I'm city born, but I love the country life
For I cannot be part of the cocktail generation
Partners waltz, devoid of all romance
The music plays and everyone must dance
I'm bowing out
I need a second chance
Save me from all the trouble and the pain
I know I'm weak, but I can't face that girl again
Tell her the reasons why I can't remain
Perhaps she'll understand if you tell it to her plain
And if she asks you why, you can tell her that I told you
That I'm tired of castles in the air
I've got a dream I want the world to share
And castle walls just lead me to despair
Vrijdag 17 mei 1974
Fodder On Her Wings
Fodder On Her Wings
Composer(s): Nina Simone
Performer(s): Nina Simone; Vic Chesnutt
A bird fell to earth
Reincarnated from her birth
She had fodder in her wings
She had dust inside her brains
She flitted here and there
United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere
With fodder in her wings
And dust inside her brains
Oh how sad
Oh how sad
Oh how sad
She watched the people how they lived
They'd forgotten how to give
They had fodder in their brains
They had dust inside their wings
She watched them how they tried to live
They'd forgotten how to give
They had fodder in their wings
They had dust inside their brains
Oh how sad
Oh how sad
Oh how sad
A bird fell to earth
Reincarnated from her birth
She had fodder in her wings
She had dust inside her brains
She flitted here and there
United States, France, England, everywhere
With fodder in her wings
And dust inside her brains
Oh how sad
Oh how sad
Oh how sad
She watched the people how they lived
They'd forgotten how to give
They had fodder in their wings
They had dust inside their brains
She watched them how they tried to live
They'd forgotten how to give
They had fodder in their wings
They had dust inside their brains
Quel pays
Quel pays
Quel pays
Donderdag 16 mei 1974
The English Roses
The English Roses
Composer(s): Chrissie Hynde
Performer(s): The Pretenders
Just before it rains
The wind whips 'round the balcony
And the sky closes on the English roses
And she'll be pacin'
'round and 'round and 'round and 'round her room
These storms always find here to remind her
To the endless sky
The pink over grey
She looks for an answer
But it's too late
Maybe it's true
Some things were just never meant to be
Maybe not
This is a story
Fruit cut from the vine
Forgot and left to rot
Long before its time
This is a story
About the girl who lived next door
Looking for someone to hold
A wish made on a star
Brought her here tonight
At a courtyard she waits
A thousand broken dates
But she holds the hymnal
Where so carefully pressed
Is the english rose she laid to rest
It's only a story
Flowers in full bloom
Bouquets in every room
Ooh, this is a story
Fruit cut from the vine
Looking for someone to hold
Donderdag 16 mei 1974
Castle Walls
Castle Walls
Composer(s): Dennis DeYoung
Performer(s): Styx
Once in a dream
Far beyond these castle walls
Down by the bay where the
Moonlit water falls
I stood alone while the minstrel sang his song
So afraid I'd lost my soul
There in the fog his song kept calling me
Leading me on with its haunting melody
Deep in my heart a voice kept echoing
I knew I'd soon be wandering
Far beyond these castle walls
Where the distant harbour meets the sky
There the battle rages like hell
And every dove had lost its will to fly
Far beyond these castle walls
Where I thought I heard Tiresias say
Life is never what it seems
And every man must meet his destiny
Donderdag 16 mei 1974
FM (No Static At All)
FM (No Static At All)
Composer(s): Walter Becker; Donald Fagen
Performer(s): Steely Dan
Bury of the bottle, Mamma, it's grape fruit wine
Kick off your high heel sneakers, it's party time
The girls don't seem to care what's on
As long as it plays till dawn
Nothin' but blues and Elvis
And somebody else's favorite song
Give her some funked up music she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae she'll love you twice
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right
No static at all
[No static at all]
No static at all
FM, no static at all
Give her some funked up music she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae she'll love you twice
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right
No static at all
[No static at all]
No static at all
FM, no static at all
Woensdag 15 mei 1974
The End Of The World
The End Of The World
Composer(s): Arthur Kent - Sylvia Dee
First release by: Skeeter Davis - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - Fait Pour Durer (Frank Alamo)
1974 - For Evigt Forbi (Birthe Kjær)
Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to shore
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause you don't love me any more
Why do the birds go on singing
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I lost your love
I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does
Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye
Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye
Woensdag 15 mei 1974
Castin' My Spell
Castin' My Spell
Composer(s): Edwin Johnson - Alvin Johnson
First release by: Johnny Otis - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists
I took a black cat, a cave bat
and threw them in a pot pot, pot pot, pot pot
I took a blue snake, a green snake, and tied them in a knot knot
knot knot, knot knot
I took a hog jaw, a dog's paw, and hung them on the line line
line line, line line
I took a horse hair, a green pear, and made a crazy sign sign
sign sign, sign sign
I'm castin' my spell on you, I'm castin' my spell on you
I'm castin' my spell on you, you'll never never be untrue
I took a goat's tooth, an old shoe, and put them in the ground ground
ground ground, ground ground
I took an old dish, a dry fish, and made a crazy sound sound
sound sound, sound sound
I took a goose egg, a frog leg, and hid them in a sack sack
sack sack, sack sack
I got a Hindu, to tattoo, a genii on my back back
back back, back back
I'm castin' my spell on you, I'm castin' my spell on you
I'm castin' my spell on you, you'll never never be untrue
I took a black cat, a cave bat, and threw them in a pot pot
pot pot, pot pot
I took a blue snake, a green snake, and tied them in a knot knot
knot knot, knot knot
I took a hog jaw, a dogs paw, and hung them on the line line
line line, line line
I took a horse hair, a green pear, and made a crazy sign sign
sign sign, sign sign
I'm castin' my spell on you, I'm castin' my spell on you
I'm castin' my spell on you, you'll never never be untrue
You'll never never be untrue
You'll never never be untrue
You'll never never be untrue
You'll never never be untrue
You'll never never be untrue
Woensdag 15 mei 1974
Flying On The Ground Is Wrong
Flying On The Ground Is Wrong
Composer(s): Neil Young
Performer(s): Buffalo Springfield;
The Guess Who; Rainy Day; Bill Williams
Is my world not falling down
I'm in pieces on the ground
And my eyes aren't open
And I'm standing on my knees
But if crying and holding on
And flying on the ground is wrong
Then I'm sorry to let you down
But you're from my side of town
And I miss you
Turn me up or turn me down
Turn me off or turn me round
I wish I could have met you in a place
Where we both belong
But if crying and holding on
And flying on the ground is wrong
Then I'm sorry to let you down
But you're from my side of town
And I miss you
Sometimes I feel like I'm just a helpless child
Sometimes I feel like a kid
But baby, since I have changed
I can't take nothing home
City lights at a country fair
Never shine but always glare
If I'm bright enough to see you
You're just to dark to care
But if crying and holding on
And flying on the ground is wrong
Then I'm sorry to let you down
But you're from my side of town
And I miss you
Dinsdag 14 mei 1974
Fait Pour Durer
