High Voltage...

Σαν σήμερα το 1976 οι εξωγήινοι ACDC κυκλοφόρησαν το High Voltage





















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Ridin' down the highway
Goin' to a show
Stop in all the by-ways
Playin' rock 'n' roll
Gettin' robbed
Gettin' stoned
Gettin' beat up
Broken boned
Gettin' had
Gettin' took
I tell you folks
It's harder than it looks
It's a long way to the top
If you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top
If you wanna rock 'n' roll
If you think it's easy doin' one night stands
Try playin' in a rock roll band
It's a long way to the top
If you wanna rock 'n' roll

Hotel, motel
Make you wanna cry
Lady do the hard sell
Know the reason why
Gettin' old
Gettin' grey
Gettin' ripped off
Under-paid
Gettin' sold
Second hand
That's how it goes
Playin' in a band
It's a long way to the top
If you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top
If you wanna rock 'n' roll
If you wanna be a star of stage and screen
Look out it's rough and mean
It's a long way to the top
If you wanna rock 'n' roll




My Daddy was workin' nine to five
When my Momma was havin' me
By the time I was half alive
I knew what I was gonna be
I left school and grew my hair
They didn't understand
They wanted me to be respected as
A doctor or a lawyer man
(But I had other plans)
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll star
Gonna be a rock 'n' roll singer
I'm gonna be a rock 'n' roll,
A rock 'n' roll star
Well I worked real hard and bought myself
A rock 'n' roll guitar
I gotta be on top some day
I wanna be a star
I can see my name in lights
And I can see the queue
I got the devil in my blood
Tellin' me what to do
(And I'm all ears)

(I hear it pays well)
Well you can stick your nine to five livin'
And your collar and your tie
And stick your moral standards
'Cause it's all a dirty lie
You can stick your golden handshake
And you can stick your silly rules
And all the other shit
That they teach to kids in school
('Cause I ain't no fool)



She gave me the Queen
She gave me the King
She was wheelin' and dealin'
Just doin' her thing
She was holdin' a pair
But I had to try
Her Deuce was wild
But my Ace was high
But how was I to know
That she'd been dealt with before
Said she'd never had a Full House
But I should have known
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down
If she played it right

She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack

Poker face was her name
Poker face was her nature
Poker straight was her game
If she knew she could get you
She played 'em fast
And she played 'em hard
She could close her eyes
And feel every card
But how was I to know
That she'd been shuffled before
Said she'd never had a Royal Flush
But I should have known
That all the cards were comin'
From the bottom of the pack
And if I'd known what she was dealin' out
I'd have dealt it back



Well if you're lookin' for trouble
I'm the man to see
If you're lookin' for a-satisfaction
I'm satisfaction guaranteed
I'm as cool as a body on ice
Or hotter than a rollin' dice
Send you to heaven
Take you to hell
I ain't foolin'
Can't you tell

I'm a live wire
I'm a live wire
I'm a live wire
Gonna set this town on fire

And if you need some lovin'
And if you need some man
You've got the phone and the number
And I got no future plans
Oh come on honey you got nothin' to lose
You got the thirst 'n I got the booze
Give you an inch
Take you a mile
I wanna make you fry

And a hotrod, baby
Oh, stick this in your fuse box

Wel-ahhhh
Cooler than a body on ice
Hotter than the rollin' dice
Wilder than a drunken fight
You're gonna burn tonight



See me ride out of the sunset
On your colored TV screen
Out for all that I can get
If you know what I mean
Women to the left of me
Women to the right
Ain't got no gun
got no knife
Don't you start no fight

Cos I'm
T.N.T.
I'm Dynamite
T.N.T.
And I'll win the fight
T.N.T.
I'm a power-load
T.N.T.
Watch me Explode

I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean
I'm a Wanted man
Public Enemy Number One
Understand
So lock up your daughter
And lock up your wife
Lock up your back door
And run for your life
The man is back in town
So don't you mess around



I met this girl for the first time on Saturday night
Standing in the queue at the Odeon alright
Oh I took her by surprise
When I gave her one of my lines
She started smiling at me real fine, ha
That's when I saaaaaay

Can I sit next to you girl
Can I sit next to you girl
Can I sit next to you girl
Can I sit next to you girl
Can I sit next to you

At intermission we were doing alright
'Til this guy came up and stood by her side, ooo
Oh I took him by surprise
When I gave him one of my lines
She started smiling at me real fine
And that's when I saay



Saw ya in the front row
Moving to the beat
Just movin' and groovin'
Killed me when I saw
The wet patch on your seat
Was it Coca Cola
Oo baby
I hope you liked the show
When the band said good night
I had to say hello

Little lover, I can't get you off my mind, no
Little lover, I've been tryin' hard to find
Someone like you

Oo baby you sure looked sweet
Cruisin'
A leg either side of my motorcycle seat
Just oozin'
Could've bin a nightmare
Could've bin a dream
But on the way home, baby
I thought I heard you scream

Little lover, I can't get you off my mind
Little Lover, oo, I've tried hard to find
Someone to give me the things that I need, ow

You had my picture on your bedroom wall
Next to Gary Glitter, yeah
I was standin' on the stage playin' rock n' roll
I was a guitar picker, eh
Never had a record
Never had a hit
Oo baby
You didn't mind a bit



She's got style that woman
Makes me smile that woman
She's got spunk that woman
Funk that woman
She's got speed my babe
Got what I need my babe
She's got the ability
To make a man outta me

But most important of all
Let me tell you
My lady's got balls
She's got balls
She's got soul my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
All around the floor on her hands and knees
Oh because she likes to please me

And she's got taste my lady
Pace my lady
Makes my heart race
With her pretty face
She's got balls my lady
Likes to crawl my lady
Hands and knees all around the floor
No one has to tell her what a fella is for



Well you ask me 'bout the clothes I wear
And you ask me why I grow my hair
And you ask me why I'm in a band
I dig doin' one night stands
And you wanna see me doin' my thing
All you gotta do is plug me into high
I said high

High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage
High voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll

Well you ask me why I like to dance
And you ask me why I like to sing
And you ask me why I like to play
I got to get my kicks some way
And you ask me what I'm all about
Come on let me hear you shout high
I said high


Stars, bulbs, baby
Burn the spotlight, put the lights out, turn me on

High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
Wine, women and song
High voltage
High voltage
Plug me in, turn me on, I'm a sparklin' man/High voltage rock 'n' roll

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