Merry Christmas.
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Sunday, December 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Happy Easter And Maximum Joy
I'm not sure that this song is related to Easter, in any way, but it certainly has a good news, celebration theme to it. It doesn't hurt that it is from Frankie Goes to Hollywood. Frankie say, Happy Easter!
On glory day we'll get the gifts of heaven
All around you hope and joy
Can you feel that maximum joy
Rolling around like a brand new boy
Rain and sunshine from heaven
Feel the wonder of sun rain and thunder
Unravelling life's mysteries
Free at last
Let dreamers dream and lovers leap
I pray for you our souls to keep
Free at last
I will catch and keep you like a rainbow in my room
And tie you to a star that's rising, dancing on the moon
On glory day we'll get the gifts of heaven
All around you hope and joy
Can you feel that maximum joy
Rolling around like a brand new boy
Rain and sunshine from heaven
Feel the wonder of sun rain and thunder
Unravelling life's mysteries
Free at last
Let dreamers dream and lovers leap
I pray for you our souls to keep
Free at last
I will catch and keep you like a rainbow in my room
And tie you to a star that's rising, dancing on the moon
Friday, April 22, 2011
Rage Against The Dying Of The Light
Inspired by Dylan Thomas' Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night.
Laugh like the head of Apollo
Young and strong on the wings of tomorrow
Rise up in millions get off your knees
Dispelling the demons
In the valley of danger we all work together
Sculptures in sorrow with love light to follow
Sweet head of Apollo
Rage hard into the light, doing it right
Rage hard against the dark, make your mark
Let the tournament begin, don't give up and don't give in
Strength to rise up, strength to win
Stength the save the world from losing
Laugh like the head of Apollo
Young and strong on the wings of tomorrow
Rise up in millions get off your knees
Dispelling the demons
In the valley of danger we all work together
Sculptures in sorrow with love light to follow
Sweet head of Apollo
Rage hard into the light, doing it right
Rage hard against the dark, make your mark
Let the tournament begin, don't give up and don't give in
Strength to rise up, strength to win
Stength the save the world from losing
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
WAR! (What Is It Good For)
Another in the "Frankie Say" series of posts. Back to our regularly scheduled broadcasts later this week.
Labels:
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Thursday, March 17, 2011
Welcome To The Pleasuredome
Featuring the "sound on sound" of Trevor Horn. This song still blows my mind, and sends shivers down my spine, almost three decades later. Holly Johnson and Paul Rutherford had the perfectly complementary voices.
Xanadu - Kubla Khan
a poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
I much prefer the (above) Holly Johnson version of Welcome To The Pleasuredome. However, the live, Ryan Mulloy version, below, captures the totality of the song.
In particular, listen for the dulcimer sound at about 7:15:
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Xanadu - Kubla Khan
a poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
I much prefer the (above) Holly Johnson version of Welcome To The Pleasuredome. However, the live, Ryan Mulloy version, below, captures the totality of the song.
In particular, listen for the dulcimer sound at about 7:15:
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Two Tribes
Above everything else,
The American people want leaders who will keep the peace.
Henry Cabot Lodge and I keep the peace.
No, Mr. Kruschev.
No firm diplomacy.
No peace for America and the World.
And this is the day to proclaim our faith!
I believe that limited nuclear war can work.
The air attack warning sounds like:
This is the sound.
When you hear the air attack warning,
You and your family must take cover immediately.
Let's go! Oh,
When two tribes go to war,
A point is all that you can score.
(Score no more)
When two tribes go to war,
A point is all that you can score.
(Working for the black gas)
Cowboy Number One: A born-again poor man's son.
On the air, America, I modeled shirts by Van Heusen.
(Working for the black gas)
Hit 'em more!
When two tribes go to war,
A point is all that you can score.
(Score no more)
When two tribes go to war
A point is all that you can score.
(Working for the black gas)
Switch off your shield; switch off and feel!
I'm working on lovin', yea; givin' you back the good times.
Ship it out!
(I`m working for the black gas)
(Tell the world that your winning, love and life)
Listen to the voice sing "follow me";
Listen to the voice sing "follow me".
Oh no!
When two tribes go to war,
A point is all that you can score.
We`ve got two tribes!
(We've got the bomb! We've got the bomb!)
Yea, sock it to me biscuits now.
Are we living in a land,
Where sex,
And horror,
Are the New Gods?
When two tribes go to war,
A point is all that you can score.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Ballad For An Oppressed America
This next song is for the working man...
It seems to me that the powers that be
Keep themselves in splendour and security
Armoured cars for the megastars
No streets, no bars, your wealth is ours!
They make the masses kiss their asses
Lower class jackass (pay your tax take out the trash)
Working for the world go round,
Your job is gold so do as you're told
They'll pay you less
Then run for congress!
It seems to me that the powers that be
Keep themselves in splendour and security
Armoured cars for the megastars
No streets, no bars, your wealth is ours!
They make the masses kiss their asses
Lower class jackass (pay your tax take out the trash)
Working for the world go round,
Your job is gold so do as you're told
They'll pay you less
Then run for congress!
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