MUZ Muziek
Het forum voor 's werelds enige universele hobby! Snaren of toetsen, vinyl of cd, eendagsvlieg of rasartiest, op de radio of op een festival! Hier kun je al je ongebreideld enthousiasme, maar ook je weldoordachte kritische noten kwijt over muziek
Het volgende uur heeft een aantal leuke, maar ook een aantal zeer matige nummers.
De Sahara is zonder meer erg droog.
Wij moeten om de zoveel weken water bijvullen in de ketel voor de druk..quote:
Geen muziek? Een bruiloft zonder muziek? En dan voor de mod van MUZ!!!quote:Er was helemaal geen muzak op de bruiloft van nipeng & Liz.
Make love, not war ☮
784 Marco Borsato & Lucie Silvas - Everytime I think of you (2007) ----
783 Donna Summer - MacArthur park (1978) 849
782 Everly Brothers - On the wings of a nightingale (1984) 754
781 Tom Jones - Green green grass of home (1966) 659
780 Roy Orbison - Oh, Pretty woman (1964) 657
779 Canned Heat - On the road again (1968) 730
778 U2 - Stuck in a moment you can't get out of (2000) 631
777 Guus Meeuwis - De weg (2005) ----
776 Labi Siffre - (Something inside) So strong (1987) 668
775 Beach Boys - Tears in the morning (1970) 789
774 Kate Bush - Running up that hill (1985) 939
773 Van Morrison - Bright side of the road (1979) 711
772 De Kast - Hart van mijn gevoel (1999) 758
783 Donna Summer - MacArthur park (1978) 849
782 Everly Brothers - On the wings of a nightingale (1984) 754
781 Tom Jones - Green green grass of home (1966) 659
780 Roy Orbison - Oh, Pretty woman (1964) 657
779 Canned Heat - On the road again (1968) 730
778 U2 - Stuck in a moment you can't get out of (2000) 631
777 Guus Meeuwis - De weg (2005) ----
776 Labi Siffre - (Something inside) So strong (1987) 668
775 Beach Boys - Tears in the morning (1970) 789
774 Kate Bush - Running up that hill (1985) 939
773 Van Morrison - Bright side of the road (1979) 711
772 De Kast - Hart van mijn gevoel (1999) 758
winnaar wielerprono 2007 :) Last.FM
How our love how our love...lalalaaaaaaa 
I'm the patron saint of the denial.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
Maar hij doet wel zeer aan m'n orenquote:Op zaterdag 29 december 2007 11:07 schreef Diaan73 het volgende:
Don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Wind mee is wind tegen als je de andere kant op wil
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Wind mee is wind tegen als je de andere kant op wil
Geen geld voor fancy dingen toen. Receptie was gewoon bij familie thuis en dat was het. Was wel gezelli hoor.quote:Op zaterdag 29 december 2007 11:03 schreef Diaan73 het volgende:
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Wij moeten om de zoveel weken water bijvullen in de ketel voor de druk..
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Geen muziek? Een bruiloft zonder muziek? En dan voor de mod van MUZ!!!
Zeker.quote:Op zaterdag 29 december 2007 11:09 schreef het_fokschaap het volgende:
hier is toch ook een origineel van...waarom die niet
Ik heb wel ergere verkrachtingen van originelen gehoord. Dus het valt mij nog mee.
783 Donna Summer - MacArthur park (1978) 849
Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed,
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants
CHORUS
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers by the trees
CHORUS
There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one.
I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky.
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
And wondering why.
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
Oh, no
No, no
Oh NO!!
Spring was never waiting for us, girl
It ran one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages and were pressed,
In love's hot, fevered iron
Like a striped pair of pants
CHORUS
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers by the trees
CHORUS
There will be another song for me
For I will sing it
There will be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
And never let you catch me looking at the sun
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
You'll still be the one.
I will take my life into my hands and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
And my passion flow like rivers through the sky.
And after all the loves of my life
After all the loves of my life
I'll be thinking of you
And wondering why.
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!
Oh, no
No, no
Oh NO!!
Het is in ieder geval positief dat de originele versies van deze eerste 2 plaatjes van dit uur hoger in de lijst zijn gekomen.
De Sahara is zonder meer erg droog.
Leuk uurtje wordt dit 
I'm the patron saint of the denial.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
Ow okay. Wij hadden ook niet echt een band ofzo, wel een mp3 lijst die de hele dag werd afgespeeld en natuurlijk door ons was samengesteld.quote:Op zaterdag 29 december 2007 11:09 schreef nipeng het volgende:
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Geen geld voor fancy dingen toen. Receptie was gewoon bij familie thuis en dat was het. Was wel gezelli hoor.
[..]
Make love, not war ☮
782 Everly Brothers - On the wings of a nightingale (1984) 754
When I love I get a feeling
Like I'm traveling through the sky
On the wings of a nightingale
As I ride my head is reeling
But I don't even wonder why
On the wings of a nightingale I fly
High above land and sea
I'll be thinking of you and me
Couldn't ask for a better place to be
Oh, I can feel something happening
Oh, I can feel something happening
Oh, I can feel something happening to me
So hold my hand
I've got a feeling that the journey has just begun
On the wings of a nightingale
And if you like, we'll fly together
To the land of eternal sun
On the wings of a nightingale of love
High above land and sea
I'll be thinking of you and me
Couldn't ask for a better place to be
Oh, I can feel something happening
Oh, I can feel something happening
Oh, I can feel something happening to me
When I love I get a feeling
Like I'm traveling through the sky
On the wings of a nightingale
On the wings of a nightingale
On the wings of a nightingale
On the wings of a nightingale
On the wings of a nightingale
When I love I get a feeling
Like I'm traveling through the sky
On the wings of a nightingale
As I ride my head is reeling
But I don't even wonder why
On the wings of a nightingale I fly
High above land and sea
I'll be thinking of you and me
Couldn't ask for a better place to be
Oh, I can feel something happening
Oh, I can feel something happening
Oh, I can feel something happening to me
So hold my hand
I've got a feeling that the journey has just begun
On the wings of a nightingale
And if you like, we'll fly together
To the land of eternal sun
On the wings of a nightingale of love
High above land and sea
I'll be thinking of you and me
Couldn't ask for a better place to be
Oh, I can feel something happening
Oh, I can feel something happening
Oh, I can feel something happening to me
When I love I get a feeling
Like I'm traveling through the sky
On the wings of a nightingale
On the wings of a nightingale
On the wings of a nightingale
On the wings of a nightingale
On the wings of a nightingale
Leuk! En toch lekker goedkoopquote:Op zaterdag 29 december 2007 11:15 schreef Diaan73 het volgende:
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Ow okay. Wij hadden ook niet echt een band ofzo, wel een mp3 lijst die de hele dag werd afgespeeld en natuurlijk door ons was samengesteld.
Wij hadden een drive in show...ik ben de dansvloer niet afgeweest.
I'm the patron saint of the denial.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal.
781 Tom Jones - Green green grass of home (1966) 659
The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train,
and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa.
Down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry,
and there's that old oak tree I used to play on.
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
[spoken:]
Then I awake and look around me, at four grey wall surround me
and I realize that I was only dreaming.
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre -
arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak.
Again I touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree
as they lay me neath the green, green grass of home.
The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train,
and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa.
Down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry,
and there's that old oak tree I used to play on.
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
[spoken:]
Then I awake and look around me, at four grey wall surround me
and I realize that I was only dreaming.
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre -
arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak.
Again I touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree
as they lay me neath the green, green grass of home.
Tom Jones. Nog zo'n held.
De 1e winamp moest nog gemaakt worden.
Toen wij trouwden waren Mp3's nog erg onbekend.quote:Op zaterdag 29 december 2007 11:15 schreef Diaan73 het volgende:
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Ow okay. Wij hadden ook niet echt een band ofzo, wel een mp3 lijst die de hele dag werd afgespeeld en natuurlijk door ons was samengesteld.
De 1e winamp moest nog gemaakt worden.
