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Real Mellotrons, Hammond, Rhodes, MiniMoog, ARP, Clavinet.
It's semi-recent, but they use vintage instruments. NO MIDI.
From Norway
Deserves a good focused listening
Give it good 'ol fashioned listen, listeners!
It's semi-recent, but they use vintage instruments. NO MIDI.
From Norway
Deserves a good focused listening
Give it good 'ol fashioned listen, listeners!
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Far, far, far away, way
People heard him say, say
I will find a way, way
There will come a day, day
Something will be done.
Then at last the mighty ship
Descending on a point of flame
Made contact with the human race
And melted hearts
Now, now, now is the time, time
Time to be, be, be aware
Carter's father saw him there and
Knew the road revealed to him
The living soul of
Oh, my, something in my eye, eye
Something in the sky, sky
Waiting there for me
The outer lock rolled slowly back
The service men were heard to sigh
For there revealed in glowing robes
Was Lucy in the sky
Oh, oh, did you ever know, know
Never ever will they
I cannot say
Something in his cosmic art
And glowing slightly from his toes
The psychic and the nations fly
Songwriters: ROGER WATERS
REAL Floyd, the way dear 'ol Dad used to listen... Well, without the psychedelics.... Which it was designed for.
Did I just reply to myself?
Damn. That supposed to be an edit.
OOPS!
I'm thinking about a saucerful...
Damn. That supposed to be an edit.
OOPS!
I'm thinking about a saucerful...
OK then,
This IS NOT the wall.
THIS is REAL FLOYD.
Most of y'all will run screaming into the woods....
Enjoy!
This IS NOT the wall.
THIS is REAL FLOYD.
Most of y'all will run screaming into the woods....
Enjoy!
Lime and limpid green, a second scene
Now fights between the blue you once knew
Floating down, the sound resounds
Around the icy waters underground
Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania
Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten
Blinding signs flap,
Flicker, flicker, flicker blam, pow, pow
Stairway scare, Dan Dare, who's there?
Lime and limpid green, the sounds around
The icy waters under
Lime and limpid green, the sounds around
The icy waters underground
Songwriters: SYD BARRETT
OK then, I was gonna post a song or two, until I realized that the album is a complete piece.
So, here ya go mein tovarisheses!
You'd best crank it up past wife-pissin'-off levels.
I did. It don't work otherwise.
I'll pay for my crime tomorrow....
Tell ya what.
Give the entire LP a listen, and tell me what you think.
Good or bad, I don't care. I just like to gauge reactions...
BUT, you gotta listen to it all. It won't hurt or make you puke.
OK?
So, here ya go mein tovarisheses!
You'd best crank it up past wife-pissin'-off levels.
I did. It don't work otherwise.
I'll pay for my crime tomorrow....
Tell ya what.
Give the entire LP a listen, and tell me what you think.
Good or bad, I don't care. I just like to gauge reactions...
BUT, you gotta listen to it all. It won't hurt or make you puke.
OK?
God Bless Uncle Frank, may he RIP.
This ain't for everyone. But I know that some of you will dig the phork outta this. Yeah, REDD
1978 Full show in NJ.
Magnificent!
Awesome!
Badeffinaise!
Seriously, if you play an instrument or just love music, you gotta watch this.
This ain't for everyone. But I know that some of you will dig the phork outta this. Yeah, REDD
1978 Full show in NJ.
Magnificent!
Awesome!
Badeffinaise!
Seriously, if you play an instrument or just love music, you gotta watch this.
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I just stumbled across this little gem from 1973:
That's Jean-Luc Ponty and George Duke onstage.
Feckin' AWESOME!
That's Jean-Luc Ponty and George Duke onstage.
Feckin' AWESOME!
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It's looong. I understand that most of you may find it pretentious.
Yeah, It's otay. It bees BadAise.
Yeah, It's otay. It bees BadAise.
The Globalist's theme song:
Your cellphone, your wallet, your time, your ideas
No barcode, no party, no iodine, no beers
Your bankcard, your license, your thoughts, your fears
No simcard, no disco, no photo, not here
Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
Your office, your timeoff, your fashions,
Your sex, your pills, your grass, your ...., your ..., your laughs, your balls, we want
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
Tell us your habits, your facts, your fears
Give us your address, your shoe size, your years
Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life
Show us your children, your photos, your home
Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan
Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit
Play the lottery, play football, play the field, sports on two
Well show you things well show you swings
We'll buy you things, llamas, big yard birds
Well sell you crap well charge you fat
Were gonna find big guns & a drunk in your kitchen
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
Your thoughts, your emotions
Your loves, your dreams, your checkbook
Your essecnse, your sweat, your screams
Your security your soberiety
Your innocence
Your society, your self your place your distance your space
We want your soul
Here's boy bands here's matters, here's britney, here's cola
Here's pizza, here's tv, here's some rock and some plur
Watch commercials, more commercials, watch jerry, not oprah
buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa
Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshake, here's blue jeans
Here's padded bras, here's long cars, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
Here's live talk shows, here's video games, here's cola lite, here's timberlake
Here's fingertips, here's colegen, here's all night bars, here's plastic hips
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
No cookies, no stray, no drop-outs
No gays, no leftys, no loonies
No opinions, no way, no bankers
No teachers, no facts, no freaks
No skaters, no tweekers, no truth
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
Songwriters: ADAM CHARLES FREELAND, DAMIAN TAYLOR
Your cellphone, your wallet, your time, your ideas
No barcode, no party, no iodine, no beers
Your bankcard, your license, your thoughts, your fears
No simcard, no disco, no photo, not here
Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets
Your office, your timeoff, your fashions,
Your sex, your pills, your grass, your ...., your ..., your laughs, your balls, we want
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
Tell us your habits, your facts, your fears
Give us your address, your shoe size, your years
Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes
Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life
Show us your children, your photos, your home
Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan
Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit
Play the lottery, play football, play the field, sports on two
Well show you things well show you swings
We'll buy you things, llamas, big yard birds
Well sell you crap well charge you fat
Were gonna find big guns & a drunk in your kitchen
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
Your thoughts, your emotions
Your loves, your dreams, your checkbook
Your essecnse, your sweat, your screams
Your security your soberiety
Your innocence
Your society, your self your place your distance your space
We want your soul
Here's boy bands here's matters, here's britney, here's cola
Here's pizza, here's tv, here's some rock and some plur
Watch commercials, more commercials, watch jerry, not oprah
buy a better life from the comfort of your sofa
Here's popcorn, here's magazines, here's milkshake, here's blue jeans
Here's padded bras, here's long cars, here's football shirts, here's baseball caps
Here's live talk shows, here's video games, here's cola lite, here's timberlake
Here's fingertips, here's colegen, here's all night bars, here's plastic hips
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
We want your soul
No cookies, no stray, no drop-outs
No gays, no leftys, no loonies
No opinions, no way, no bankers
No teachers, no facts, no freaks
No skaters, no tweekers, no truth
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
(Your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
We want your soul (your cash, your house, your phone, your life)
Songwriters: ADAM CHARLES FREELAND, DAMIAN TAYLOR
Happy Saturday Everyone!!!!!
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