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James Brown: Papa’s got a brand new bag

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Slow Blues

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Zajímavá kompilace na Youtube pomalých blues – ale bacha, trvá přes 2 hodiny. Ale paráda!

Manchester Orchestra – The Silence

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The Silence

Why do I deserve the science 
to feel better about you?

At a loss I lost my cool
I denied that I found you

I tried to be a basket case
I did not surprise you

I'm trying to find a signal fire
Let me know when I should move

But you, amplified in the silence
Justified in the way you make me bruise
Magnified in the science
Anatomically proved that you don't need me

Why do I desire the space?
I was mourning after you

I was lost and lost my shape
There was nothing I could do

I don't want to waste away
It was all I gave to you

Take me back and take my place
I will rise right up for you

But you, amplified in the silence
Justified in the way you make me bruise
Magnified in the science
Anatomically proved that you don't need me

All the while you waste away, you're asking
"Did I really need another one to take me down?"
Everybody knows it's something that you had to live with darling
Nobody's gonna tear you down now
There is nothing you keep, there is only your reflection

There was nothing but quiet retractions
And families pleading, "Don't look in that cabinet,
There's far more bad than there's good, I don't know how it got there"

That was something your father had burned in me
Twenty hours out of Homestake eternity
"You can go anywhere but you are where you came from"

Little girl you are cursed by my ancestry
There is nothing but darkness and agony
I can not only see, but you stopped me from blinking

Let me watch you as close as a memory
Let me hold you above all the misery
Let me open my eyes and be glad that I got here

Jimi Hendrix: All Along The Watchtower

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There must be some kind of way outta here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief

Business men, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody offered his word
Hey, hey

No reason to get excited
The thief, he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But, uh, but you and I, we've been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us stop talkin' falsely now
The hour's getting late, hey

Hey

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Well, uh, outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey

All along the watchtower

All along the watchtower

Jimi Hendrix: Little Wing

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When a blind man cries

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Našel jsem to jako poznámku na ploše: kdy jsem si to tam zapsal a kde jsem to zaslechl – nevím. Ale za poslech to rozhodně stojí!

If you're leaving close the door.
I'm not expecting people anymore.
Hear me grieving, I'm lying on the floor.
Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure.

I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man and my world is pale.
When a blind man cries, Lord, you know there ain't no sadder tale.

Had a friend once in a room,
Had a good time but it ended much too soon.
In a cold month in that room
We found a reason for the things we had to do.

I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man, now my room is cold.
When a blind man cries, Lord, you know he feels it from his soul.

The HU

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The Hu je mongolská folkrocková skupina založená v roce 2016.[1] Hraje s tradičními mongolskými instrumenty, včetně morin khuur, či mongolským hrdelním zpěvem.[2][3] Skupina nazývá svůj styl hudby „hunnu rock“, kde hu je mongolským slovem pro „člověka“.[4] Jejich producentem je Dashdondog Bayarmagnai, aka „Dashka“.[5] V roce 2019 vydali své první studiové album, které nese název The Gereg.
(https://cs.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hu)

Back in the dust – Gold Zebra

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After this long journey,
Feeling the dusty air,
Hearing the city breath,
The pollution is healing
My loneliness...
Mon ennuie.

Woke up this morning,
Begin this new life
Afraid of this feelings,
This heaviness is curing
My sadness...
Ma tristesse...

'Cause I
Was far away,
I'm back in the dust anyway.
Was far away,
I'm back in the dust anyway.
Was far away,
I'm back in the dust anyway.


All this months far away
Listening the stranger,
Watching the different world,
The distance is making me
Iconnue...
Solitaire.

Catching up all the time,
Meeting this new life,
Reaching my old friend,
This moment is giving me
Tout ce qui me manquait,
Depuis...



'Cause I
Was far away,
I'm back in the dust anyway.
Was far away,
I'm back in the dust anyway.
Was far away,
I'm back in the dust anyway...

Blues o spolykaných slovech

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zpět na Tak mi cvrnklo …
 Jasně, že ti dlužím spoustu hezkejch slov
Se mnou děvče nemáš na ně kliku
Dávno už je umím všechny nazpaměť
Jenomže mi váznou na jazyku

Takový ty slova jako čmeláčci
Huňatý a milý s kapkou medu
Stokrát ti je v duchu šeptám do ucha
Ale znáš mě řečnit nedovedu

Tak mi promiň, děvče, však to napravím
Můj ty smutku já si dám tu práci
Vyklopím je všechny aspoň naposled 
 Až si pro mě příjdou
Až si pro mě příjdou
Až si pro mě příjdou funebráci

Takový ty slova jako čmeláčci
Huňatý a milý s kapkou medu
Stokrát ti je v duchu šeptám do ucha
Ale znáš mě řečnit nedovedu

Tak mi promiň, děvče, však to napravím
Můj ty smutku já si dám tu práci
Vyklopím je všechny aspoň naposled

3x /:Až si pro mě příjdou
Až si pro mě příjdou
Až si pro mě příjdou funebráci :/

The drunk Scotsman

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Šounil jsem po jůťůbu semo tamo, chtěl jsem se naučit písničku Loch Lomond – taky ji vám doporučuji. Scotové samotní ji berou dost nacionalisticky, ale je to lyrika až k počurání.

No, ale takhle na mně vyskočila tadlencta – The drunk Scotsman. Mezi mnoha našimi prostonárodními písničkami by určitě nezapadla – a ta slova skutečně stojí za to! A kdo neumí anglicky, má hned důvod, proč se anglicky naučit…

Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair
And one could tell by how he walked that he'd drunk more than his share
He fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by And one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye See young sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt
They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see And there behold, for them to view, beneath his Scottish skirt Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
They marveled for a moment, then one said we must be gone Let's leave a present for our friend, before we move along As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon, tied into a bow Around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh Around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show
Now the Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled toward the trees Behind a bush, he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees And in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize

Tak mi brnklo o klobouček

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U Johanky se věšelo. Už to tak dále nešlo, a tak J. zavolala své chlapy, aby s ním udělali krátký proces….

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Tak ať ti ten koberec dělá radost!

Tak mi cvrnklo o klobouček

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Normálně český skupiny nemusím. Fakt. Berte to jako úchylku, berte to jako libůstku, ale ty český na světový kapely nemaj. Fakt. Až na výjimky.
Nejsem nějakej kovanej hudební kritik, ale poznám, která hudba mě osloví. A tohleto mě oslovilo: rytmus spíše pomalý, aranžmá delikátní a text anglický – takže k tomu mohu jenom málo.

Monkey Business – Piece of my life

Tak mi cvrnklo o klobouček

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The Doors – The End (Full) Apocalypse Now (1979) Music Clip

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Tak mi cvrnklo o klobouček

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Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazelwood

Summer wine

Michal Prokop – Poprvé a naposledy

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