Vrijdag 24 mei 1974
Cat Man
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Cat Man
Composer(s): Tex Davis - Gene Vincent
First release by: Gene Vincent and His Blue Caps - 1957
Covered by multiple other artists
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Vrijdag 24 mei 1974
Folis Verghet
Folis Verghet
Composer(s): Fito Paez
Performer(s): Fito Paez
Todos hablan a la vez
folis verghet
los secretos se revelan sin saber porqué
Adónde voy esta vez
folis verghet
al futuro, a la locura
al cine o tus pies
Todos quieren saber
folis verghet
todos buscan una pista
cada anochecer
Debo reconocer
folis verghet
hay un tipo en mi cabeza
que no se quién es
Ya garpé para ver
folis verghet
los secretos se revelan
sin saber por qué
Donderdag 23 mei 1974
Der Lachende Vagabund
Der Lachende Vagabund
((Dutch Version: De Lachende Vagebond (Bobbejaan Schoepen))
Composer(s): J. Lowe
Performer(s): Fred Bertelmann
Tja da da da da da da da da da
Was ich erlebt hab' das kann nur ich erleben
Ich bin ein Vagabund
Selbst für die Fürsten soll's den grauen Alltag geben
Meine Welt ist bunt
Meine Welt ist bunt
Tja da da da da da da da da da
Denk' ich an Capri dann denk' ich auch an Tina
Sie liebte einen Lord
aber als sie mich sah die schöne Signorina
lief sie ihm gleich fort
Lief sie ihm gleich fort
Tja da da da da da da da da da
Kam ich nach Spanien dann schenkten mir die Wirte
dort ohne Geld nichts ein
Doch ihre Frau'n die ich am Tag spazieren führte
schenkten mir den Wein
schenkten mir den Wein
Tja da da da da da da da da da
So lachte mir und so lacht mir auch noch heute
immer ein roter Mund
Und es gibt keine Stunde die ich je bereute
Meine Welt ist bunt
meine Welt ist bunt
Tja da da da da da da da da da
Bin ein Vagabund
Donderdag 23 mei 1974
Cat In The Window
Cat In The Window
(The Bird In The Sky)
Composer(s): Alan Gordon - Garry Bonner
Performer(s): The Turtles
Fly away, fly away
There's a cat in the window
And he's watching all the birds go passing by
He'd love to fly out the window
Go where the wind goes
And so would I
Like that cat in the window
Who keeps wishing for some wings to take a ride
I'd love to glide to a rainbow
Off where the clouds go dancing by
And if I could fly
You wouldn't find me hangin' around
Watching the birds go by
Yes the cat in the window
Has a tear in his eye
I should leave today, fly away
Why should I stay like the cat in the window
Who keeps watching the birds
Go by from the window
If I could fly though
You won't find me
Don't even try to
Donderdag 23 mei 1974
Folhetim
Folhetim
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque;
and various other artists
Se acaso me quiseres
Sou dessas mulheres
Que só dizem sim
Por uma coisa à toa
Uma noitada boa
Um cinema, um botequim
E, se tiveres renda
Aceito uma prenda
Qualquer coisa assim
Como uma pedra falsa
Um sonho de valsa
Ou um corte de cetim
E eu te farei as vontades
Direi meias verdades
Sempre à meia luz
E te farei, vaidoso, supor
Que é o maior e que me possuis
Mas na manhã seguinte
Não conta até vinte
Te afasta de mim
Pois já não vales nada
És página virada
Descartada do meu folhetim
Woensdag 22 mei 1974
The Express Office
The Express Office
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Paralee Weddington
The express office opened
When an old man worn in years
Entered, an' his tear worn face
Showed signs of grief an' tears
And as the clerk approached him
With trembling voice did say
I'm looking for my boy, sir
He's coming home today
O, you have made a slight mistake
For surely you must know
This is an express office, sir
An' not a town depot
An' if your boy is coming home
With smile the clerk did say
You'll find him with the passengers
At the station o'er the way
You do not understand me, sir
An' the old man shook his head
He's not coming home as a passenger
But by express instead
He's coming home to Mother
An' a tear fell as he said
He's coming in his casket, sir
He's coming to us dead
Just then a whistle pierced his ear
An express train, someone cried
The ole man rose in breathless haste
And quickly rushed outside
An' from the coach a long white box
Was lowered to the ground
The scenes were most heart rendering
To those who stood around
Don't handle it so rough boys
It contains our darling Jack
He went away, as you boys know
See how he's coming back
He broke his dear old Mother's heart
Her warning has come true
She told him he'd be brought back dead
When he joined the boys in Blue
Woensdag 22 mei 1974
Cat Food
Cat Food
Composer(s): Robert Fripp - Ian McDonald - Peter Sinfield
Performer(s): King Crimson
and multiple other artists
Lady Supermarket with an apple in her basket
Knocks in the manager's door
Grooning to the muzak from a speaker in shoe rack
Lays out her goods on the floor
Everything she's chosen is conveniently frozen
"Eat it and come back for more!"
Lady Window Shopper with a new one in the hopper
Whips up a chemical brew
Croaking to a neighbour while she polishes a sabre
Knows how to flavour a stew
Never need to worry with a tin of 'Hurri Curri'
"Poisoned especially for you!"
No use to complain
If you're caught out in the rain
Your mother's quite insane
Cat food cat food cat food again
Lady Yellow Stamper with a fillet in a hamper
Dying to finish the course
Goodies for the table with a fable on the label
Drowning in miracle sauce
Don't think I am that rude if I tell you that it's cat food
"Not even fit for a horse!"
Fripp, Sinfield, McDonald
Woensdag 22 mei 1974
Fogyism
Fogyism
Composer(s): Ida Cox
Performer(s): Ida Cox
Why do people believe in some old sign?
Why do people believe in some old sign?
To hear a hoot owl holler, someone is surely dyin'
Some will break a mirror, cry bad luck for seven years
Some will break a mirror, cry bad luck for seven years
And if a black cat crosses them, they'll break right down in tears
To dream of muddy water, trouble is knockin' at your door
To dream of muddy water, trouble is knockin' at your door
Your man is sure to leave you, and never return no more
When your man come home evil, tell you you are getting old
When your man come home evil, tell you you are getting old
That's a true sign he's got someone else bakin' his jelly roll
Dinsdag 21 mei 1974
The Exodus Song (This Land Is Mine)
The Exodus Song (This Land Is Mine)
((Adapted from: Exodus (Ernest Gold) - 1960))
((French Version: Exodus (Edith Piaf) - 1961))
Composer(s): Ernest Gold - Pat Boone
Performer(s): Pat Boone - 1961
and multiple other artists
This land is mine, God gave this land to me
This brave and ancient land to me
And when the morning sun reveals her hills and plain
Then I see a land where children can run free
So take my hand and walk this land with me
And walk this lovely land with me
Though I am just a man, when you are by my side
With the help of God, I know I can be strong
Though I am just a man, when you are by my side
With the help of God, I know I can be strong
To make this land our home
If I must fight, I'll fight to make this land our own
Until I die, this land is mine
Dinsdag 21 mei 1974
Cat Fever
Cat Fever
Composer(s): Bill Payne - Lowell George
Performer(s): Little Feat
Livin' in strange dreams
Takin' prescribed medication
Where will i take me, where will it take me
My vision's all marred by a careless
Chance visit on the part of me
Cat fever, I got cat fever
My breathin is harder sittin in back of the theatre
When will he make
Forgot about fixin the leak in my faucet
What come over me
I'll let my dogs loose prayin' that they
Will protect me
Give me a bullet, one silver bullet
I won't let them get me 'cause those
Demon figures are after me
Cat fever, I got cat fever
Dinsdag 21 mei 1974
Foggy River
Foggy River
Composer(s): Fred Rose
Performer(s): Don Gibson;
and various other artists
Your love is colder than a foggy river
Flowing o'er a heart of stone
You left me stranded on this foggy river
Drifting helpless and alone
Can't escape this broken heart of mine
There's no freedom anymore
Oh heaven help me on this foggy river
Help me find the distant shore
There's no tomorrow on this foggy river
Only mem'ries linger on
A mist of sorrow chills this foggy river
Everything I love is gone
Always knew some day you'd let me down
I've got troubles on my mind
I guess I'm doomed to sail this foggy river
Till I leave your love behind
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
