Zaterdag 14 juni 1969
Maria, Maria
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Maria, Maria
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Zaterdag 14 juni 1969
57 Channels
57 Channels
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Teddy "Zig-Zag"
I bought a bourgeois house in the hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable tv
We settled in for the night my baby and me
We switched ’round and ’round ’til half-past dawn
There was fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on
Well now home entertainment was my baby’s wish
So I hopped into town for a satellite dish
I tied it to the top of my japanese car
I came home and I pointed it out into the stars
A message came back from the great beyond
There’s fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on
Well we might’a made some friends with some billionaires
We might’a got all nice and friendly if we’d made it upstairs
All I got was a note that said "bye-bye john
Our love is fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on"
So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast
And in the blessed name of elvis well I just let it blast
’til my tv lay in pieces there at my feet
And they busted me for disturbing the almighty peace
Judge said "what you got in your defense son?"
"fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on"
I can see by your eyes friend you’re just about gone
Fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on...
Vrijdag 13 juni 1969
Maria No Mas
Maria No Mas
Composer(s): Lyra; Salina
Performer(s): Cliff Richard
Maria no mas
Es tu nombre y tal vez lo sabrás
Yo prefiero que te llames tan solo Maria, Maria no mas
Maria no mas
Me pregunto que secreto tendrás
Que me gustas más todas las otras Marías que yo conocí
Maria Elena, Maria Dolores, Maria Cristina, Maria la Ooooh
Maria no mas
Tú no sabes que dichoso me harás
Si me dices que eres mía, mi dulce Maria, Maria no mas
Maria, Maria
Maria no mas
Me pregunto que secreto tendrás
Que me gustas más todas las otras Marías que yo conocí
Maria Elena, Maria Dolores, Maria Cristina, Maria la Ooooh
Maria no mas
A mi lado muy feliz vivirás
Y te juro que yo quiero tan solo a Maria, Maria no mas
Maria, Maria no mas
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria no mas
Vrijdag 13 juni 1969
'57 Chevrolet
'57 Chevrolet
Composer(s): Roger Bowling
Performer(s): Billie Jo Spears
Come and look at this old faded photograph
Honey, tell me what it brings to mind
It's a picture of that '57 Chevrolet
I wish that we could ride it one more time
I still get excited when I think about
The drive-in picture shows you took me to
But I don't recall a lot about the movie stars
Mostly that old Chevrolet and you
They don't make cars like they used to
I wish we still had it today
The love we first tasted
The good love we're still living
We owe it to that old '57 Chevrolet
Remember when we used to park it in the lane
And listen to the country radio?
We'd hold on to each other while the singer sang
And we'd stay like that 'til it was time to go
Now it makes me sad to think the good old days are gone
Although our love is still as strong today
But the world would have a lot more lovers hanging on
If they still made '57 Chevrolets
They don't make cars like they used to
I wish we still had it today
The love we first tasted
The good love we're still living
We owe it to that old '57 Chevrolet
We owe it to that old '57 Chevrolet
... to fade
Donderdag 12 juni 1969
María Me Espera
María Me Espera
Performer(s): Raphael
Yo quisiera poder otro rato seguir
Yo quisiera charlar y otra copa tomar
Pero no puedo, tengo que irme
Porque maria me esta esperando
Ella sabe que hoy tarde no iba a llegar
No quisiera faltar, se podria enfadar
No me critiquen, tengo que irme
Porque maria me esta esperando
Cuando maria me espera yo siento
Que ni un minuto debiera tardarme
Alas quisiera, volar como el viento
Con tal de verme tan cerca de maria
Y es que ninguno de ustedes conoce
La gran dulzura que tiene maria
Es un poema, es un tierno suspiro
Ojala que tengan, ojala se encuentren
A otra maria
Donderdag 12 juni 1969
59 Lyndhurst Grove
59 Lyndhurst Grove
Composer(s): Jarvis Cocker
Performer(s): Pulp
There's a picture by his first wife on the wall
stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall
a stain from last week's party on the stairs
no-one knows who made it
or how it ever got there
They were dancing with children round their necks
Talking business, books and records, art and sex
All things being considered
you'd call it a success
you wore your black dress
He's an architect and such a lovely guy
and he'll stay with you until the day you die
and he'll give you everything you could desire
oh well almost everything
everything that he can buy
So you sometimes go out in the afternoon
Spend an hour with your lover in his bedroom
hear old women rolling trolleys down the road
back to Lyndhurst Grove
Lyndhurst Grove, Oh
Woensdag 11 juni 1969
Maria Maria
Maria Maria
Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle;
P. Massara; J. Mocchetti; Manipoli
Performer(s): Joe Dassin
Tu passes dans mes insomnies comme un soleil de nuit
Tu es le visage inconnu du paradis perdu
Maria, Maria, sans tes yeux, sans ton corps, sans ta voix
Maria, Maria, je ne suis que la moitié de moi
Je te cherche partout comme un chien, comme un fou
J'ai donné à mon rêve ton nom
Et c'est lui qui m'réveille et c'est lui que j'appelle
A tous les vents de mes illusions
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria
Maria, Maria, je ne suis que la moitie de moi
Je ne retrouve le matin que le gris quotidien
Tu disparais dans les fumées de la réalité
Maria, Maria, sans tes yeux, sans ton corps, sans ta voix
Maria, Maria je ne suis que la moitié de moi
Je voudrais me lever, je voudrais te toucher
Et je sais que tu n'es pas très loin
Et qu'au fond de tes nuits tu m'attends toi aussi
Mais c'est long la moitié du chemin
Je voudrais me lever, je voudrais te toucher
Et je sais que tu n'es pas très loin
Et qu'au fond de tes nuits tu m'attends toi aussi
Mais c'est long la moitié du chemin
Maria, Maria, sans tes yeux, sans ton corps, sans ta voix
Maria, Maria, je ne suis que la moitié de moi
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria
Woensdag 11 juni 1969
5.905
5.905
Composer(s): John Entwistle
Performer(s): John Entwistle
Mother was an incubator
Father was the contents
Of a test tube in the icebox
In the factory of birth
My name is 905
And I've just become alive
I'm the newest populator
Of the planet we call earth
In suspended animation
My childhood passed me by
If I speak without emotion
Then you know the reason why
Knowledge of the universe
Was fed into my mind
As my adolescent body
Left its puberty behind
And everything I know is what I need to know
Everything I do's been done before
Ev'ry sentence in my head
Someone else has said
At the end of my life is an open door
Automatically defrosted
My manhood came on time
I became a man
I left the ICE school behind
And now I'm to begin
The life that I'm assigned
A life that's been lived before
A thousand times
I have a feelin' deep inside
That something is missin'
There's a feelin' in my soul
And I can't help wishin'
That one day I'll discover
That we're livin' a lie
And I'll tell the whole world
The reasons why
But until then, all I know is what I need to know
Everything I do's been done before
Ev'ry idea in my head
Someone else has said
At the end of my life is an open door
Dinsdag 10 juni 1969
Marie-Trottoir
Marie-Trottoir
Composer(s): Charles Dumont; Michel Vaucaire
Performer(s): Édith Piaf
Marie-Trottoir, bonsoir Marie
Marie, bonsoir
Toi qui n'attend personne
Et un peu tout le monde
Perchée sur tes talons
Sur tes trops hauts talons
Marie qui vend du rêve
À ceux qui ont envie d'espoir
Tu as d'ailleurs
De quoi plaire à certains rêveurs
Tu es assez fardée
Tu es un peu trop blonde
Et puis tu as aussi
Aussi un parapluie
Marie qui pense à tout
Même à se mettre à l'abri
Marie-Trottoir, bonsoir Marie
Marie, bonsoir
Toi qui n'attend personne
Et un peu tout le monde
Marie née à Angers
À Nice, ou à Saint-Dié
Marie qui vend du rêve
À ceux qui ont besoin d'aimer
Bonsoir Marie-Trottoir
Tu fais rien dans le noir
Ne parle pas, souris, vas-y
Joue les Jocondes
Marie qui a toujours
Pour tous les sans-amour
Marie qui a un coeur
Grand comme une roue de secours
Marie-Trottoir, bonsoir Marie
Marie, bonsoir...
Dinsdag 10 juni 1969
Maria Lando
Maria Lando
Composer(s): César Calvo; Chabuca Granda
Performer(s): Pedro Aznar;
Susana Baca; David Byrne
Dawn breaks shattering like a statue
like a statue of wings that scatter throughout the city
And noon sings like a bell made of water
A bell made of golden water that keeps us from loneliness
And the night lifts its tall goblet
its tall, tall goblet, early moon over the sea
But for Maria there is no dawn
But for Maria there is no midday
But for Maria there is no moon
lifting its red goblet over the waters
Maria has no time to lift her eyes
Maria to lift her eyes, broken by lack of sleep
Maria broken by lack of sleep from so much suffering
Maria from so much suffering, all she does is work
Maria just works and works
Maria only works
and her work enriches others
Dinsdag 10 juni 1969
6 a.m. Or Nearer
6 a.m. Or Nearer
Composer(s): Randy Bachman
Performer(s): The Guess Who
There ain't no reason
to talk about the things I could have done
My livin' don't come easy and I've hardly just begun
I'm not getting back the heartaches like before
Anymore
Anymore
They say seeing is believing so I lent myself to travel
Soon became experienced and my soul turned into gravel
Turned every stone and opened every door
Like before
Like before
Sun was hardly shining
It was 6 A.M. or nearer
My mind was sick of trying
As the sky became a mirror
I really felt like dying
It was 6 A.M. or nearer
I was drowning
I was drowning
I soon got sick of falling
So I took a try in praying
I heard somebody calling
Might have been a baby playing
And I fell down from the ceiling to the floor
Like before
Like before
Sun was hardly shining
It was 6 A.M. or nearer
My mind was sick of trying
As the sky became a mirror
I really felt like dying
It was 6 A.M. or nearer
I was drowning
I was drowning
Maandag 9 juni 1969
Maria Isabel
Maria Isabel
Performer(s): José Feliciano
La playa estaba desierta, el mar bañaba tu piel
cantando con mi guitarra, para ti María Isabel
La playa estaba desierta, el mar bañaba tu piel
cantando con mi guitarra, para ti María Isabel
Coje tu sombrero y póntelo vamos a la playa calienta el sol
Coje tu sombrero y póntelo vamos a la playa calienta el sol
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
En la arena escribí tu nombre y luego yo lo borré
para que nadie pisara tu nombre María Isabel
En la arena escribí tu nombre y luego yo lo borré
para que nadie pisara tu nombre María Isabel
Coje tu sombrero y póntelo vamos a la playa calienta el sol
Coje tu sombrero y póntelo vamos a la playa calienta el sol
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
La luna fue caminando junto a las olas del mar
tenía celos de tus ojos y tu forma de mirar
La luna fue caminando junto a las olas del mar
tenía celos de tus ojos y tu forma de mirar
Coje tu sombrero y póntelo vamos a la playa calienta el sol
Coje tu sombrero y póntelo vamos a la playa calienta el sol
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Chibiribiri pom pom pom pom
Maandag 9 juni 1969
6060-842
6060-842
Composer(s): Kate Pierson; Fred Schneider;
Keith Strickland; Ricky Wilson
Performer(s): The B-52's
6060-842!
Tina went to the Lady's room
Saw written on the wall
"If you'd like a very nice time
Just give this number a call"
It was 6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
Tina reached in her pocketbook
Pulled out a thin dime
Dropped it in the phone slot
Prayin' she'd get the line
It was 6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
6060-842
606 and I'm waitin' for you
Dial the number to call
Get no answer at all
Dime's in the slot
Ready to trot
Uh, 6060-842
I've been tryin' all day
And I'm makin' no headway
Operator, what's wrong?
I dial stupid number all day long
Operator said,
Your number's been disconnected
Your number's been disconnected
Your number's been disconnected
Your number's been disconnected
Hello?
I'm sorry
Hello?
I'm sorry
Hello?
I'm sorry
Zondag 8 juni 1969
Maria Elena
Maria Elena
Composer(s): Lorenzo Barcelata; Sidney Keith "Bob" Russell
Originally performed by: Adolph Hofner
Covered by various other artists
Like minutes are to an hour
Darling, so you are to me...
Maria Elena, you're the answer to a prayer
Maria Elena, can't you see how much I care?
To me your voice is like the echo of a sigh
And when you're near my heart can't speak above a sigh
Maria Elena, say that we will never part
Maria Elena, take me to your heart
A love like mine is great enough for two
To share this love is really all I ask of you
Maria Elena, say that we will never part
Maria Elena, take me to your heart
A love like mine is great enough for two
To share this love is really all I ask of you
Tuyo es mi corazón
Oh sol de mi querer
Mujer de mi ilusión
Mi amor te con sagré
Mi vida da la embellece una esperanza azul
Mi vida tiene un cielo que le diste tu
Tuyo es mi corazón
Oh sol de mi querer
Tuyo es todo mi ser tuyo es mujer
Yo todo el corazón te lo entregué
Eres mi fé, eres mi Dios, eres mi amor
Zondag 8 juni 1969
634-5789 (Soulsville, USA)
634-5789 (Soulsville, USA)
Composer(s): Steve Cropper; Eddie Floyd
Performer(s): Wilson Pickett;
and various other artists
If you need some good loving
Call on me
And if you need some good hugging
Call on me baby
I'll be right here at home
All you gotta do is pick up the telephone and dial now
Six three four five seven eight nine
That's my number
Six three four five seven eight nine
If you want some loving
Call on me
And if you want sweet hugging
Call on me baby
No more lonely nights will you be alone
All you gotta do is pick up the telephone and dial now
Six three four five seven eight nine
That's my number
Six three four five seven eight nine
I'll be right there
Just as soon as I can
And if I'll be a little bit late
I hope you will understand
If you want some good loving
Call on me
If you need a good loving baby
Call on me baby
Oh I'll be right here at home
All you gotta do is pick up that telephone and dial now
Six three four five seven eight nine
That's my number
Six three four five seven eight nine
Six three four five seven eight nine
Zaterdag 7 juni 1969
María Del Campo
María Del Campo
Composer(s): León Gieco
Performer(s): León Gieco
Maria nacio en el campo, junto con la libertad
tiene la piel del viento tiene los pies de hierba
y los ojos del cielo
tiene las manos duras como la tierra del corral
tiene las manos duras como la tierra del corral
como la tierra del corral, como la tierra del corral
No se necesita, no se necesita, dice Maria
tener las manos blandas para ser mujer
tener las manos blandas para ser mujer
Trae la miel del campo a la ciudad
Trae la miel del campo a la ciudad
porque aqui no hay flor porque aqui no hay flor
tiene las manos duras como la tierra del corral
tiene las manos duras como la tierra del corral
como la tierra del corral, como la tierra del corral
No se necesecita, no se necesita dice Maria ...
Zaterdag 7 juni 1969
'65 Love Affair
'65 Love Affair
Composer(s): Paul Davis
Performer(s): Paul Davis; Aretha Franklin
I was a car hop
You were into be-bop
You sang do wop diddy wop diddy wop doo
All of them changes you put me through
If I could go back again
Well I know I'd never let you go
Back with some of my friends
To that wonderful
Chorus:
'65 Love Affair
We wasn't gettin' nowhere
But we didn't care
It was a crazy
'65 Love Affair
Rock 'n' roll was simple and clear
Oh, I still can hear I can hear it baby
Well I asked you like a dum-dum
You were bad with your pom-poms
You said ooh wah go team ooh wah go
Ooh-ee baby I want you to know
If I could go back in time
Well, I know somehow you'd still be mine
I wouldn't be so blind
To that wonderful
'65 Love Affair
When rock 'n' roll was simple and clear
Oh, I still can hear
I can hear it baby
Well, I tried to make you give in
One night at the drive-in
You said oh no baby, oh no woo
All of them changes you put me through
If I could go back in time
Well, I know somehow you'd still be mine
I wouldn't be so blind
To that wonderful
Chorus
We sang doo wop diddy wop diddy wop doo
Doo wop diddy wop diddy wop doo
Doo wop diddy wop diddy wop doo
Doo wop diddy wop diddy wop doo
Doo wop diddy wop diddy wop doo
Doo wop diddy wop diddy wop doo
Vrijdag 6 juni 1969
María De La Calle
María De La Calle
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo
María de la calle
nace cuando muere el sol
Se para en las esquinas
con temor...
a que llegue un policía
y la sorprenda dando amor
María de la calle, a un señor
Con la mirada atenta
siempre anda por ahí
con su vestido negro
de salir...
Como una gata en agosto
de diciembre al mes de abril
María de la calle, de Madrid
Y se va dando, como la noche
y entre los coches sus pasos vuelan
Todo el que tiene una pena
va tras de ti
María sola, la de la calle
pequeño talle, triste sonrisa
Tiene el corazón a prisa
para olvidar...
María de la calle
siempre canta una canción
de esas que la radio ya olvidó
Y le cuenta a todo el mundo
que ella tuvo un gran amor
que fue por un "negocio"
a Nueva York
María vuelve a casa
cuando el sol ya va a salir
murmuran las vecinas, por ahí...
Prepara el desayuno
y lee el diario del país
María de la calle
va a dormir
Vrijdag 6 juni 1969
68
68
Performer(s): Zjef Vanuytsel;
We waren late oorlogskinderen in volle armoede verwekt
we groeiden op in het begin der vette jaren
in alle kuisheid opgevoed
met een domper op de bek
men wilde ons in alle zuiverheid bewaren
we werden ouder en de rock'n'roll
teisterde het land
we wierpen onze eerste blikken naar de meiden
toen kwam Dylan en de rest
en in ons, een stille kracht
mijn beste jongen, 't waren wonderlijke tijden
Alles wat er dan gebeurde
ging toen zo verduiveld snel
we verbraken onze banden met 't verleden
onze haren werden langer
als een liederlijk protest
tegen wat de burgerij van toen vereerde
we riepen alles zal veranderen
want iedereen is gelijk
wat de ouderen ons vertelden wordt vergeten
we riepen alles wordt verdeeld
van nu af aan geen arm of rijk
mijn beste jongen, 't leek de aardse tuin van Eden
't Was in 68, we waren jong en zo oprecht
we droomden van de revolutie
en we meenden het niet slecht
o we waren maffe kikkers
maar o mijn god, we waren echt
De tijd heeft uitgewezen
zoals men ons ook had voorspeld
dat het niet zo simpel was als we toen meenden
de cirkel werd gesloten
want de strijders van voorheen
zijn hun oude droom meestal allang vergeten
misschien was het toch niet vergeefs
zoals ik soms nog wel eens denk
is er toen toch meer gebeurd dan we nu weten
misschien komt alles ooit terug
maar dan juister als voorheen
want beste jongen, 't leek de aardse tuin van Eden
't Was in 68, we waren jong en zo oprecht
we droomden van de revolutie
en we meenden het niet slecht
o we waren maffe kikkers
maar o mijn god, we waren echt
Donderdag 5 juni 1969