Brothers In Arms....

Στις 13 Μαΐου του 1985 οι Dire Straits κυκλοφόρησαν το Brothers In Arms

Είναι ο πέμπτος δίσκος τους αλλά ένας ιδιαίτερος δίσκος με πολλές πρωτιές...

Είναι ο πρώτος δίσκος που κυκλοφόρησε ποτέ σε CD, ο πρώτος που πούλησε πάνω απο ένα εκατομμύριο αντίτυπα στην ίδια μορφή, ο πρώτος δίσκος που ξεπουλήθηκαν όλοι οι δίσκοι -LP- έφτασε το #1 σε Αγγλία για 228 εβδομάδες, Αμερική για 9 βδομάδες, Αυστραλία, Αυστρία, Γαλλία Γερμανία, Ελβετία, Καναδά Νορβηγία, Σουηδία και μέχρι το 2009 έγινε 179 φορές -καλά διάβασες 179- πλατινένιος 4 φορές χρυσός 2 φορές διαμαντένιος και μια ασημένιος έχει πάρει 3 βραβεία Grammy για καλύτερη παραγωγή, καλύτερης rock ερμηνείας και καλύτερου ηχητικού αποτελέσματος και 6 singles απο τον δίσκο μπήκαν στο top10 εκ των οποίων τα 2 πήγαν #1, είναι ο πιο επιτυχημένος εμπορικά δίσκος για το 1985 και δεύτερος για το 1986 κέρδισαν ενα Brit Award για τον καλύτερο δίσκο....κι άλλα τόσα, αλλά ήδη κουράστηκα να γράφω.....

Ένας δίσκος που πέρα απο τα πολύ γνωστά Money For Nothing, Walk Of Life και μια εξαίρεση το One World, όλα τα υπόλοιπα τραγούδια είναι ενα απίστευτο ταξίδι σε εικόνες και συναισθήματα με αποκορύφωμα -για μένα- το ομώνυμο τραγούδι στο κλείσιμο του δίσκου με τον χαρακτηριστικό ήχο σε φωνή και κιθάρα του Mark Knopfler για οδηγό...

Το υπέροχο track list είναι το εξής:

1. So Far Away 2. Money For Nothing 3. Walk Of Life 4. Your Latest Trick 5. Why Worry 6. Ride Across The River 7. The Man's Too Strong 8. One World 9. Brother In Arms

Μυημένος και μη ότι και να ακούσεις δεν μπορεί...κάτι θα σου αρέσει...

όρμα...

Credits: Mark Knopfler -φωνή κιθάρα- Allan Clark -πλήκτρα- Guy Fletcher -φωνή πλήκτρα- John Illsley -μπάσο- Omar Hakim/Terry Williams -τύμπανα-

n'joy

ΥΓ Μακράν αγαπημένα είναι το Brothers In Arms και Why Worry...αφιερωμένα...




Here I am again in this mean old town
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun go down
You're so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me... All Right

I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
When you're so far away from me
I'm tired of making out on the telephone
BECAUSE you're so far away from me

And I get so tired when I have to explain
When you're so far away from me
See you've been in the sun and I've been in the rain
And you're so far away from me



I want my MTV

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

(See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy that’s his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he’s a millionaire)

I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some
And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

Look a' here
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on your MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free



Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say
Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Oh Yeah the boy can play
Dedication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day

He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, he do the walk of life, yeah he do the walk of life

Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story
Hand me down my walkin' shoes
Here comes Johnny with the power and the glory
Backbeat the talkin' blues
He got the action, he got the motion
Oh Yeah the boy can play
Dedication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day

And after all the violence and double talk
There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife
You do the walk, you do the walk of life, yeah he do the walk of life



All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles
Prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes and roars, dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis, most of the whores
Are only taking calls for cash

I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all I can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick

Well, now, my door was standing open
Security was laid back and lax
But it was only my heart got a-broken
You must have had a pass key made out of wax
You played robbery with insolence
And I played the blues in twelve bars down on Lover's Lane
And you never did have the intelligence to use
The twelve keys hanging off of my chain

Well, now, it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord he finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
And we're standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a Bowery bum when he finally understands
The bottle's empty and there's nothing left

I don't know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But all I can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick



Baby I see this world has made you sad
Some people can be bad
The things they do, the things they say
But baby I'll wipe away those bitter tears
I'll chase away those restless fears
That turn your blue skies into grey

Why worry, there should be laughter after pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now

Baby when I get down I turn to you
And you make sense of what I do
I know it isn't hard to say
But baby just when this world seems mean and cold
Our love comes shining red and gold
And the rest is by the way



I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man
We are the chosen, we're the partisan
The cause it is noble and the cause it is just
We are ready to pay with our lives if we must

Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side

I'm a soldier of fortune, I'm a dog of war
And we don't give a damn who the killing is for
It's the same old story with a different name
Death or glory, it's the killing game

Nothing gonna stop them as the day follows the night
Right becomes wrong, the left becomes the right
And they sing as they march with their flags unfurled
Today in the mountains, tomorrow the world



I'm just an aging drummer boy
And in the wars I used to play
And I've called the tune
To many a torture session
Now they say I am a war criminal
And I'm fading away
Father please hear my confession

I have legalised robbery
Called it belief
I have run with the money
I have hid like a thief
I have re-written history
With my armies of my crooks
Invented memories
I did burn all the books
And I can still hear his laughter
And I can still hear his song
The man's too big
The man's too strong

Well I have tried to be meek
And I have tried to be mild
But I spat like a woman
And I sulked like a child
I have lived behind walls
That have made me alone
Striven for peace
Which I never have known
And I can still hear his laughter
And I can still hear his song
The man's too big
The man's too strong

Well the sun rose on the courtyard
And they all did hear him say
You always was a Judas
But I got you anyway
You may have got your silver
But I swear upon my life
Your sister gave me diamonds
And I gave them to your wife '
Oh Father please help me
For I have done wrong
The man's too big
The man's too strong



Can't find no sleeves for my records
Can't get no laces for for my shoes
Can't get no fancy notes
On my blue guitar
Can't get no antidote for blues

Can't find the reasons for your actions
Or I don't much like the reasoning you use
Somehow your motives are impure
Or somehow I can't find the cure
Can't find no antidote for blues

They say it's mostly vanity
That writes the plays we act
They tell me that's what everybody knows
There's no such thing as sanity
And that's the sanest fact
That's the way the story goes

Can't get remedy on my TV
There's nothing but the same old news
They can't find a way to be
One world in harmony
Can't get no antidote for blues



These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different words
So many different songs
We have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hill
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms