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Mersey
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28 Jul 2013 10:22 |
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Home-Gabrielle Aplin
I'm a phoenix in the water A fish that's learnt to fly And I've always been a daughter But feathers are meant for the sky So I'm wishing, wishing further For the excitement to arrive It's just I'd rather be causing the chaos Than laying at the sharp end of this knife
With every small disaster I'll let the waters still Take me away to some place real
'Cause they say home is where your heart is set in stone Is where you go when you're alone Is where you go to rest your bones It's not just where you lay your head It's not just where you make your bed As long as we're together, does it matter where we go? Home home home home
So when I'm ready to be bolder, And my cuts have healed with time Comfort will rest on my shoulder And I'll bury my future behind I'll always keep you with me You'll be always on my mind But there's a shining in the shadows I'll never know unless I try
With every small disaster I'll let the waters still Take me away to some place real
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GinN
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28 Jul 2013 10:51 |
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Only wish I knew how to cut and paste! :-S :-D
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MR_MAGOO
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28 Jul 2013 11:00 |
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Here's a tutorial GiN
http://youtu.be/RhXg4tvIft4
It's not that hard really.
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Mersey
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28 Jul 2013 11:00 |
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I'll give you a lesson GeordieN its eazy peazy once you know how :-D
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GinN
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28 Jul 2013 11:23 |
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Memo to GiN - "Must try harder"! :-D
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jax
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28 Jul 2013 11:27 |
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This has always been one of my favourites since I was a child
Ue o muite arukou Namida ga kobore naiyouni Omoidasu harunohi Hitoribotchi no yoru
Ue o muite arukou Nijinda hosi o kazoete Omoidasu natsunohi Hitoribotchi no yoru
Shiawase wa kumo no ueni Shiawase wa sora no ueni
Ue o muite arukou Namida ga kobore naiyouni Nakinagara aruku Hitoribotchi no yoru
Whistling
Omoidasu akinohi Hitoribotchi no yoru
Kanashimi wa hosino kageni Kanashimi wa tsukino kageni
Ue o muite arukou Namida ga kobore naiyouni Nakinagara aruku Hitoribotchi no yoru
Kyu Sakamoto Sukiyaki
:-D :-D
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RolloTheRed
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28 Jul 2013 11:27 |
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Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends. Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends, So Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV ? Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me. I wait for delivery each day until three, So oh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV ?
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ? I'm counting on you, Lord, please don't let me down. Prove that you love me and buy the next round, Oh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ?
J Joplin
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RolloTheRed
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28 Jul 2013 11:30 |
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I think Jax posting is the Japanese SukiYaki song
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gcfdH33NdZA&list=PL416FDDBECCF8731B&index=2
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jax
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28 Jul 2013 11:42 |
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Yes it is .....but this version
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C35DrtPlUbc
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Persephone
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28 Jul 2013 12:17 |
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Love in a Fowlhouse
I fell in love with a pretty little hen I've asked her once, but I'll ask her again "Eerr Eroo! Oh won't you be my wife?" "Buk Buk Buk Buk Buk!" she replied "I'll be yours and I'll be true And I'l lay lots of eggs for you. And I'll be yours for the rest of my life."
I remember the day, And it's not so far away When they released you as a pullet in the pen There were twenty others too But none so nice as you I wanted you to perch with me right then.
You make me so proud When you go Buk Buk Buk out loud After you have laid your daily egg When to us the wheat is thrown On the floor of our dear home I'll be yours until the master takes my head
I fell in love with a pretty little hen I've asked her once, but I'll ask her again "Eerr Eroo! Oh won't you be my wife?" "Buk Buk Buk Buk Buk!" she replied "I'll be yours and I'll be true And I'll lay lots of eggs for you. And I'll be yours for the rest of my life."
When the day begins to break, And we all begin to wake I will Euu! Uoooo! each early morn When our food is in the tray You'll go Buk Buk Buk with me We'll herald that another day has dawned
When you sit there on the nest And you try your very best To lay a double yolker just for me We will raise a family What a blessing it will be To raise good chicks that Cock a Doodle Do
I fell in love with a pretty little hen I've asked her once, but I'll ask her again "Eerr Eroo! Oh won't you be my wife?" "Buk Buk Buk Buk Buk!" she replied "I'll be yours and I'll be true And I'l lay lots of eggs for you. And I'll be yours for the rest of my life."
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RolloTheRed
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28 Jul 2013 19:43 |
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(SukiYaki)
I wondered why I instantly recognised this posting by Jax and then it came to me ... this song was a massive hit in the USA 1963/4 and at that time I was spending a lot of time at the USAAF air force base in Wethersfield, Essex. The Yanks played it non stop. It was not much of a hit in the UK I wonder how Jax got to know of it ?
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Mersey
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28 Jul 2013 19:48 |
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I love the lyrics Perse :-D :-D
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eRRolSheep
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28 Jul 2013 19:51 |
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Peeling the skin back from my eyes, I felt suprised That the time on the clock was the time I usually retired To the place where I cleared my head of you; But just for today, i think I'll lie here and dream of you.
I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in, But if the sweat pours out, just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out.
A howling wind blows the litter as the rain flows, As street lamps pour orange colored shapes through your window, A broken soul stares from a pair of watering eyes, Uncertain emotions force an uncertain smile...
I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in, But if the sweat pours out, just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out.
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jax
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28 Jul 2013 19:53 |
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I was too young to buy it myself Rollo...My mum had the single which I stole from her and twenty years later when I left ex husband she asked for it back
Neither of us could do anything with it as we did not have a record deck
Think it reached the top ten in the UK aswell
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RolloTheRed
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28 Jul 2013 19:59 |
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I have gone back to vinyl there is just something in analogue which is not there with digital. There are budget LP players which will play 45s and 33s back through yr sound card ( and clean up the sound as well).
Time it was, and what a time it was, it was A time of innocence, A time of confidences Long ago, it must be, I have a phonograph Preserve your memories; They're all that's left you
(deliberate misquote from Paul Simon)
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eRRolSheep
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28 Jul 2013 20:10 |
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Why would you want to go back to vinyl and then clean it up through a sound card?
However, I must agree that analogue sounds so much more "real" and somehow richer.
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Rambling
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28 Jul 2013 20:32 |
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I loved this, even back before I knew that my grandmother on one side came from the same sort of fishing community further up the coast. I've left out a couple of lines at ** to avoid any upset, which can be read here
http://harrychapin.com/music/dogtown.shtml
and heard
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmLAF2lB_90
Dogtown by Harry Chapin
Up in Massachusetts There's a little spit of land. The men who make the maps, yes, they call the place Cape Ann. The men who do the fishing call it Gloucester Harbor Sound, But the women left behind, they call the place Dogtown.
The men go out for whaling, past the breakers and the fogs. The women stay home waiting they're protected by the dogs. A tough old whaler woman who had seen three husbands drown, Polled the population and she named the place Dogtown.
There's all these grey faced women in their black widow's gowns, Living in this grave yard granite town. Yeah, you soon learn there's many more than one way to drown; That's while going to the dogs here in Dogtown.
And she speaks: My father was a merchant all in the Boston fief. When my husband came and asked him for my hand. But little did I know then that a Gloucester whaler's wife Marries but the sea salt and the sand.
He took me up to Dogtown the day I was a bride. We had ten days together before he left my side. He's the first mate of a whaling ship, the keeper of the log. He said, "Farewell, my darling, I'm going to leave you with my dog."
And I have seen the splintered timbers of a hundred shattered hulls, Known the silence of the granite and the screeching of the gulls, I've heard that crazy widow Cather walk the harbor as she raves At the endless rolling whisper of the waves.
Sitting by the fireside, the embers slowly die. Is it a sign of weakness when a woman wants to cry? The dog is closely watching the fire glints in his eye. No use to go to sleep this early, no use to even try.
My blood beats like a woman's, I've got a woman's breast and thighs. But where am I to offer them to the ocean or the skies?
Living with this silent dog all the moments of my life, He has been my only husband; am I a widow, or his wife?
Yes, it's a Dogtown and it's a fog town, And there's nothing around 'cept the sea pounding granite ground And this black midnight horror of a hound.
I'm standing on this craggy cliff, my eyes fixed on the sea. Six months past, when his ship was due, I'm a widow to be. **
And I have seen the splintered timbers of a hundred shattered hulls, Known the silence of the granite and the screeching of the gulls, I've heard that crazy widow Cather walk the harbor as she raves At the endless rolling whisper of the waves. At the endless rolling whisper of the waves. At the endless rolling whisper of the waves.
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28 Jul 2013 20:36 |
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I remember Sukiyaki, it was regularly on 'World-Wide Family Favourites'.
Rollo, I lived in Blackmore End (just down the road from Wethersfield) in the early 80's.
:-D
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Mersey
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28 Jul 2013 20:44 |
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So you're feeling tied up to a sense of control And make decisions that you think are your own You are a stranger here, why have you come? Why have you come, lift me higher, let me look at the sun Look at the sun and once I hear them clearly, say
Who, who are you really? And where, where are you going? I've got nothing left to prove Cause I've got nothing left to lose See me bare my teeth for you Who, who are you?
Now you're moving on and you say you're alone Suspicious that this string is moving your bones We are the fire, we see how they run See how they run, lift me higher, let me look at the sun Look at the sun and once I hear them clearly, say
Who, who are you really? And where, where are you going? I've got nothing left to prove Cause I've got nothing left to lose See me bare my teeth for you See me bare my teeth
Who, who are you really? And where, where are you going? I've got nothing left to prove Cause I've got nothing left to lose See me bare my teeth for you Who, who are you?
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jax
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28 Jul 2013 20:46 |
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How about this one...another single that belonged to my mum I stole...never got into the UK charts so don't know where she heard it
"Different Drum"
You and I travel to the beat of a different drum Oh can't you tell by the way I run Every time you make eyes at me Wo-oh
You cry and moan and say it will work out But honey child I've got my doubts You can't see the forest for the trees
Oh don't get me wrong It's not that I knock it It's just that I am not in the market For a boy who wants to love only me
Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty All I'm saying is I'm not ready For any person place or thing To try and pull the reins in on me
So good-bye I'll be leaving I see no sense in this crying and grieving We'll both live a lot longer If you live without me
Oh don't get me wrong It's not that I knock it It's just that I am not in the market For a boy who wants to love only me
Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty All I'm saying is I'm not ready For any person place or thing To try and pull the reins in on me
So good-bye I'll be leaving I see no sense in this crying and grieving We'll both live a lot longer If you live without me
I found it once at a Kareoke and no one had ever heard it before...So whether I sung it well or not, they didn't know :-D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3Nq48sHF8M
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