Love The King Of Emotion - Songlyrics (Seite 2197)

[fixbutte]

Zu No Milk Today
Was mir bisher noch nicht aufgefallen war, sind die schwulen Assoziationen - zumindest aus heutiger Sicht - in diesem Text
"the company was gay we turned night into day"
"behind the door where my love reigned as queen"

Damals ist man wohl mit den Wörtern "gay" und "queen" nicht so eindeutig umgegangen, sonst wäre das nicht in die Hitparaden gekommen. Andererseits: es ist nie von einem "girl" die Rede, sondern nur von "love", und es ist eine Liebesgeschichte, die sich offenbar nur nachts hinter verschlossenen Türen abspielt

Zu korrigieren ist in dem Text jedenfalls
"just two up two down" - das typische englische Reihenhaus (terraced house) für die arbeitende Klasse mit 2 Räumen oben und 2 Räumen unten

[fixbutte]

Von den Hollies fand ich immer besonders süß die harmlose, typisch englische, von Graham Gouldman (der später mit 10cc ganz andere Sachen gemacht hat) geschriebene Geschichte

BUS STOP
The Hollies

Bus stop, wet day, she`s there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she`d shopped and she would show me what she bought
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

That`s the way the whole thing started
Silly but it`s true
Thinkin` of a sweet romance
Beginning in a queue

Came the sun the ice was melting
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that that umbrella
Led me to a vow

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
Sometimes she`d shopped and she would show me what she bought
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

Bus stop, wet day, she`s there, I say
Please share my umbrella
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it
Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella, we employed it
By August, she was mine


Als Quasi-Zwilling passt die ebenfalls typisch englische, ebenfalls von Graham Gouldman geschriebene Geschichte (der mit Abstand stärkste Song, den die sonst gelegentlich unerträglichen Herman`s Hermits gebracht haben)

No Milk Today
Herman`s Hermits

No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlon a symbol of the dawn
No milk today it seems a common sight
But people passing by don`t know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means
The end of all my hopes the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen
No milk today it wasn`t always so
The company was gay we turn`d night into day

But all that`s left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
Just two up to down

No milk today it wasn`t always so
The company was gay we turn`d night into day
As music played the faster did we dance
We felt it both at once the start of our romance

How could they know just what this message means
The end of all my hopes the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen
No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlon a symbol of the dawn

But all that`s left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
Just two up to down

No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlon a symbol of the dawn
No milk today it seems a common sight
But people passing by don`t know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means
The end of all my hopes the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen
No milk today it wasn`t always so
The company was gay we turn`d night into day

But all that`s left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
But all that`s left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town


Anklänge an diesen Text finden sich später auch bei Living next door to Alice von Smokie

[wolaufensie]

...sie hiess Betty Lou...
...das Dings heisst "Shocking Pinks"...
Der Inhalt ist durch den Reim gesichert....

[wolaufensie]

...jau Cockney, wenn man´s weiss, dann hört man ´ne menge
Hollies aus CSN.....&Y heraus....
Nash´s Harmoniengefühl find ich wesentlich "besser" als das von Young...( ich glaube Nash liebt "schöne" Akkorde und Klänge )
...an Wale dachte damals noch kein Schwein, und ich kannte
von CSN nur Marakesh-Express ( das die Hollies abgelehnt
hatten, weil sie es nicht als zu sich passend fanden ,
- naja kann man verstehen)
Bin erst sehr spät zu ihnen gekommen...
Von Young hab ich nur eine wirklich gute Scheibe, und die
ist unter "Kennern" als seine "schlechteste" und "komischste" verrufen...Besonders gut gefiel mir darauf ein Lied von dem ich immer verstand..."Mary Lou has a new parachute" - aber als ich sie dann hatte war ich ganz entäuscht über "Mary Lou has a new pair of shoes" ...wie banal...

[CockneyRebel]

.
wolaufensie, d`accord!

Überhaupt ist Nash neben Neil Young für mich der "andere" interessante Mensch bei CSNY. Mit den Produktionen von C und S ohne die beiden anderen - oder zumindest Nash - bin ich nie richtig warm geworden. Und wenn aus den ganzen tollen Songs von CSN und CSNY eines für mich noch besonders herausfällt, ist es das von Graham Nash geschriebene "Cathedral": Ein Lied, bei dem man den Zorn des Textes auch in der Aufnahme fühlen kann...

CATHEDRAL

CSN

Author: Graham Nash


Six o` clock
In the morning, I feel pretty good
So I dropped into the luxury of the Lords
Fighting dragons and crossing swords
With the people against the hordes
Who came to conquer.

Seven o`clock
In the morning, here it comes
I taste the warning and I am so amazed
I`m here today, seeing things so clear this way
In the car and on my way
To Stonehenge.

I`m flying in Winchester cathedral
Sunlight pouring through the break of day.
Stumbled through the door and into the chamber;
There`s a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace
And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face
And a feeling deep inside of me tells me
This can`t be the place

I`m flying in Winchester cathedral.
All religion has to have its day
Expressions on the face of the Saviour
Made me say
I can`t stay.

Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here!
Too many people have lied in the name of Christ
For anyone to heed the call.
So many people have died in the name of Christ
That I can`t believe it all.

And now I`m standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799
And the day he died it was a birthday
And I noticed it was mine.
And my head didn`t know just who I was
And I went spinning back in time.
And I am high upon the altar
High upon the altar, high.

I`m flying in Winchester cathedral,
It`s hard enough to drink the wine.
The air inside just hangs in delusion,
But given time,
I`ll be fine
.

[wolaufensie]

...bei "the Air that I breathe" (1974) war Nash etwa 6 Jahre nicht mehr bei den Hollies...Abgang auf Amerikatournee 68...
,...sondern kam einige Monate später (1975) mit diesem
Liedchen raus...

To The Last Whale (Graham Nash)

D#m B D#m B D#m G# C# B D#m

B D#m B D#m
Over the years you have been hunted by the men who threw harpoons

B D#m G# C# B D#m
And in the long run we will kill you just to feed the pets we raise

G# C# B D#m G# C# B D#m
Put the flowers in your vase and make the lipstick for your face

B D#m B D#m G# C# B D#m

B D#m B D#m
Over the years you swam the ocean following feelings of your own

B D#m G# C# B D#m
Now you are washed up on the shoreline I can see your body lie

G# C# B D#m G# C# B D#m
It`s a shame you have to die to put the shadow on our eye

B
Maybe we`ll go, maybe we`ll disappear

D#m B
It`s not that we don`t know, it`s just that we don`t want to care

D#m B D#m B D#m
Under the bridges, over the foam, wind on the water, carry me home

B D#m B D#m G# C# B D#m

G# C# B D#m G# C# B D#m

B D#m B D#m
Over the years you swam the ocean following feelings of your own

B D#m G# C# B D#m
Now you are washed up on the shoreline I can see your body lie

G# C# B D#m G# C# B D#m
It`s a shame you have to die to put the shadow on our eye

D#m B D#m B D#(add F)
Under the bridges, over the foam, wind on the water, carry me home


....das musikalisch ganz liebreizend ist, und so manchem
schwimmenden Fleischberg das vorzeitige Ende erspart hat.......

[Iguana]

@fixbutte - zwei doofe ein gedanke... nach dem text, den ich in hawkheads thread zum tode von robert palmer reingesetzt habe wollte ich genau hier noch "Addicted to love" reinsetzten. das hast du dann ja bereits übernommen gehabt.


hier mal wieder eine geniale nummer aus dem Hard`n`Heavy bereich aus dem land des ahorns LOVERBOY mit "Turn me loose" -
herausragend vor allem der fantastische gitarrenriff von Paul Dean in seinem typischen flangersound:

LOVERBOY

TURN ME LOOSE

I was born to run,
I was born to dream,
The craziest boy you ever seen,
I gotta do It my way,
Or no way at all.

And I was here to please,
I`m even on knees
Makin love to whoever I please,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.

And then you came around,
Tried to tie me down,
I was such a clown,
You had to have it your way,
Or no way at all.

Well I`ve had all I can take,
I can`t take it no more,
I`m gonna pack my bags and fly......baby,
Or no way at all.

So why don`t you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.

Why don`t you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
I wanna fly.

I`m here to please,
I`m even on my knees,
Makin love to whoever I please,
I gotta do it my way,
I gotta do it my way,
And when you came around,
You Tried to tie me down,
I was such a clown,
You had to have it your way,
Well I`m sayin no way,

So why don`t you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.

Why don`t you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
I wanna fly.

iguana

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[Iguana]

@fixbutte: nach der joplin version wollte ich noch dem gershwin original die ehre geben, wo gerade "porgy&bess" erwähnt wurde...

um auch noch dem N eine musikalische referenz zu erweisen, möchte eine band hier ins spiel bringen, die ich immer gerne gehört habe und die eine vielzahl schöner lovesongs geschrieben hat - The Hollies, die frühere band von Graham Nash.

hier die zwei ergreifendsten balladen:

HOLLIES

THE AIR THAT I BREATHE

If I could make a wish
I think I´d pass
can´t think of anything i need....

no cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
nothing to eat, no books to read
making love with you
has left me peaceful, warm and tired
what more could I ask
there´s nothing left, to be desired
peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
so sleep, silent angel
go to sleep........

Sometimes
all I need is the air that I breathe
and to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe
just to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe.......

(instrumental)

Peace came upon me
and it leaves me weak
so sleep silent angel
go to sleep.......

Sometimes
all I need is the air that I breathe
and to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe
yes to love you
all I need is the air that I breathe
just to love you...........


und dann eine hochdramatische nummer mit großem orchester effektvoll in szene gesetzt:

SOLDIER SONG

The smoke was slowly rising as the light began to fade
There were fires on the skyline from some distant border raid.
I was riding out at seventeen to join my first brigade,
many years ago.

And I chanced upon a farmhouse where the woman took me in.
She gave me food and wine, she gave me shelter from the wind.
She delayed me from my regiment and service of my king,
many years ago.

chorus
She said, "Soldier, before I lose you to the fight.
Oh, my soldier, I`ll make a man of you tonight."
She took me over in the fading fireglow.
On that wild and misty night, she was my woman.

When I rose next morning, I was gone before she stood.
Tore myself away from there and left without a word.
The sound of distant infantry was the only sound I heard
on that morning.

And in that day I aged ten years and died a thousand deaths.
I learned the feel of frozen steel and fear within my breast.
But the lesson I`ll remember till they lay me to my rest
keeps returning.

chorus
She said, "Soldier, before I lose you to the fight.
Oh, my soldier, I`ll make a man of you tonight."
She took me over in the fading fireglow.
On that wild and misty night, she was my woman.

And when the dice of war were thrown and victory was won,
my drunken young compatriots went out to have their fun.
And there was no single house they didn`t burn or overrun on that evening.

And I rode out to that place again as hard as I could ride.
But I found her by the cradle on that lonely mountainside.
In the hands of those brave friends of mine, she suffered and she died,
many years ago.

"Soldier, before I lose you to the fight."
She said, "Soldier, I`ll make a man of you tonight."
She took me over in the fading fireglow.
On that wild and misty night, she was my woman.


iguana

[fixbutte]

#936 Aufschlag

My Way - auf deutsch: meinetwegen

Das sagten sich auch die Musiker von C, S, N & Y, die sich nicht auf einer

bewegten, sondern auf einer

Four Way Street
Hieraus der absolut textlastige Beitrag von Y

Ohio
Tin soldiers and Nixon coming,
We`re finally on our own.
This summer I hear the drumming,
Four dead in Ohio.
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are cutting us down
Should have been done long ago.
What if you knew her
And found her dead on the ground
How can you run when you know?

Trotz anderslautender Gerüchte sind die Four dead in Ohio
nicht C, S, N & Y
Allerdings hat die Four Way Street

sie zeitweilig ziemlich weit voneinander entfernt