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
[Jeroen v/d Boom modus] Je bent zo! [/Jeroen v/d Boom modus]quote:
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Wie is dat?quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:06 schreef MadMaster het volgende:
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Ian Ashbury heeft een andere mening...
ok, een rechtgeaarde muziekliefhebber met historisch besef laat zijn keuze toch niet beïnvloeden door promotie van een recent niemendalletje?quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:09 schreef peaceman het volgende:
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ik kan beoordelen welke gepromoot zijn.
Ikke niet nee, maar al die vroeg-dementen welquote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:12 schreef newbiedoobiedoo het volgende:
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ok, een rechtgeaarde muziekliefhebber met historisch besef laat zijn keuze toch niet beïnvloeden door promotie van een recent niemendalletje?
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That's where you're wrong. Die lijst is niet van de luisteraars.quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:13 schreef peaceman het volgende:
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Ikke niet nee, maar al die vroeg-dementen wel
quote:
Meneer rechts, samen met Ray en Robbie.
Speelde vroeger in een ander vrij vaag bandje (en soms nog zelfs)...
Ach gewoon is ook maar gewoon, een beetje saai.quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:13 schreef Yoghii het volgende:
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Ik was altijd gewoon lief, ik hou niet van overdreven doen
Make love, not war ☮
Dus ik ben gewoon naief?quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:14 schreef newbiedoobiedoo het volgende:
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That's where you're wrong. Die lijst is niet van de luisteraars.
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Aretha Franklin > Respect
(oo) What you want
(oo) Baby, I got
(oo) What you need
(oo) Do you know I got it?
(oo) All I'm askin'
(oo) Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home
(just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)
I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong (oo) 'cause I don't wanna (oo)
All I'm askin' (oo)
Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)
I'm about to give you all of my money
And all I'm askin' in return, honey
Is to give me my propers
When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)
Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)
When you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)
------ instrumental break ------
Ooo, your kisses (oo)
Sweeter than honey (oo)
And guess what? (oo)
So is my money (oo)
All I want you to do (oo) for me
Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re)
Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re)
Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit)
When you get home, now (just a little bit)
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, TCB
Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
I get tired (just a little bit)
Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)
You're runnin' out of fool (just a little bit)
And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)
(re, re, re, re) 'spect
When you come home (re, re, re ,re)
Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit)
And find out I'm gone (just a little bit)
I got to have (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
(oo) What you want
(oo) Baby, I got
(oo) What you need
(oo) Do you know I got it?
(oo) All I'm askin'
(oo) Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home
(just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)
I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong (oo) 'cause I don't wanna (oo)
All I'm askin' (oo)
Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)
I'm about to give you all of my money
And all I'm askin' in return, honey
Is to give me my propers
When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)
Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)
When you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)
------ instrumental break ------
Ooo, your kisses (oo)
Sweeter than honey (oo)
And guess what? (oo)
So is my money (oo)
All I want you to do (oo) for me
Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re)
Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re)
Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit)
When you get home, now (just a little bit)
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, TCB
Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
I get tired (just a little bit)
Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)
You're runnin' out of fool (just a little bit)
And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)
(re, re, re, re) 'spect
When you come home (re, re, re ,re)
Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit)
And find out I'm gone (just a little bit)
I got to have (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
Make love, not war ☮
Die er ook al niet in staanquote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:14 schreef MadMaster het volgende:
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[ afbeelding ]
Meneer rechts, samen met Ray en Robbie.
Spelde vroeger in een ander vrij vaag bandje...
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Helaas welquote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:14 schreef RoofingBurner het volgende:
Kent men Ian hier niet?
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Janis Ian?quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:14 schreef RoofingBurner het volgende:
Kent men Ian hier niet?
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Beatles Get Back
Jo Jo was a man
Who thought he was a loner,
But he knew it couldn't last.
Jo Jo left his home
In Tucson, Arizona,
For some California grass.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back, Jo Jo.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back, Jo Jo.
Sweet Loretta Modern
Thought she was a woman,
But she was another man.
All the girl around her
Say she got it comin',
But she gets it while she can.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back, Loretta.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Ooh.
Get back, Loretta.
You're mother's waiting for you
Wearing her high-heeled shoes
And a low-neck sweater.
Get back, Loretta.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Jo Jo was a man
Who thought he was a loner,
But he knew it couldn't last.
Jo Jo left his home
In Tucson, Arizona,
For some California grass.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back, Jo Jo.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back, Jo Jo.
Sweet Loretta Modern
Thought she was a woman,
But she was another man.
All the girl around her
Say she got it comin',
But she gets it while she can.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back, Loretta.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Ooh.
Get back, Loretta.
You're mother's waiting for you
Wearing her high-heeled shoes
And a low-neck sweater.
Get back, Loretta.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back.
Get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Make love, not war ☮
yeppaquote:
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Ik vroeg net aan mijn moeder welk nummer dit van de beatles was...
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Was die popquiz soms ook doorgestoken kaart?
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herstel: naief èn paranoïdequote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:18 schreef peaceman het volgende:
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Was die popquiz soms ook doorgestoken kaart?
Ja, je kan niks meer uit de media vertrouwen! (incl. internet)quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:18 schreef peaceman het volgende:
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Was die popquiz soms ook doorgestoken kaart?
quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:19 schreef newbiedoobiedoo het volgende:
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herstel: naief èn paranoïde
Ik dacht meer.... misschien kan ik MM op die manier een beter gevoel geven...
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mad eye moody
Op dinsdag 22 februari 2022 22:22 pleurde Nizno zoals gewoonlijk een onzinnige tekst op FOK!
Vragen ..hel mooi nummer van de Moody Blues
Niet geschoten is altijd mis..
Ach Margrietje, de Rozen zullen bloeien..
Ach Margrietje, de Rozen zullen bloeien..
Moody blues > Question
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?
'Cos when we stop and look around us,
There is nothing that we need,
In a world of persecution that is burning in its greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That's what the war of love is for.
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me
It's more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be.
And when you stop and think about it
You won't believe it's true
That all the love you've been giving
Has all been meant for you.
I'm looking for someone to change my life,
I'm looking for a miracle in my life,
And if you could see what it's done to me,
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me through.
Between the silence of the mountains,
And the crashing of the sea,
There lies a land I once lived in,
And she's waiting there for me,
But in the grey of the morning,
My mind becomes confused,
Between the dead and the sleeping,
And the road that I must chose.
I'm looking for someone to change my life,
I'm looking for a miracle in my life,
And if you could see what it's done to me,
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me to,
The land that I once knew,
To learn as we grow old,
The secrets of our soul.
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me,
It's more the way you really mean it
When you tell me what will be.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?
'Cos when we stop and look around us,
There is nothing that we need,
In a world of persecution that is burning in its greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That's what the war of love is for.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?
'Cos when we stop and look around us,
There is nothing that we need,
In a world of persecution that is burning in its greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That's what the war of love is for.
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me
It's more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be.
And when you stop and think about it
You won't believe it's true
That all the love you've been giving
Has all been meant for you.
I'm looking for someone to change my life,
I'm looking for a miracle in my life,
And if you could see what it's done to me,
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me through.
Between the silence of the mountains,
And the crashing of the sea,
There lies a land I once lived in,
And she's waiting there for me,
But in the grey of the morning,
My mind becomes confused,
Between the dead and the sleeping,
And the road that I must chose.
I'm looking for someone to change my life,
I'm looking for a miracle in my life,
And if you could see what it's done to me,
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me to,
The land that I once knew,
To learn as we grow old,
The secrets of our soul.
It's not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me,
It's more the way you really mean it
When you tell me what will be.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?
'Cos when we stop and look around us,
There is nothing that we need,
In a world of persecution that is burning in its greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That's what the war of love is for.
Make love, not war ☮
Geen inside info wat betreft radio 2, wel van andere lijsten van zenders en daar is 0,0 % echt van.quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:22 schreef Neleos het volgende:
Maarre newbie, van jou zijn het toch ook gewoon vermoedens, of heb je inside informatie?
Nou vooruit, omdat ze uit Twente komt.....
Ilse De Lange i still cry
I'm making flowers out of paper,
while darkness takes the afternoon.
I know that they won't last forever,
but real ones fade away too soon.
I still cry, sometimes when I remember you.
I still cry, sometimes when I hear your name.
I said goodbye and I know you're allright now,
but when the leaves start falling down, I still cry..
It's just that I recall september.
It's just that I still hear your song.
It's just I can't seem to remember,
forever more those days are gone.
I still cry, sometimes when I remember you.
I still cry, sometimes when I hear your name.
I said goodbye and I know you're allright now,
but when the leaves start falling down, I still cry..
I still cry, sometimes when I remember you.
I still cry, sometimes when I hear your name.
I said goodbye and I know you're allright now,
but when the leaves start falling down, I still cry..
But when the leaves start falling down, I still cry.....
Ilse De Lange i still cry
I'm making flowers out of paper,
while darkness takes the afternoon.
I know that they won't last forever,
but real ones fade away too soon.
I still cry, sometimes when I remember you.
I still cry, sometimes when I hear your name.
I said goodbye and I know you're allright now,
but when the leaves start falling down, I still cry..
It's just that I recall september.
It's just that I still hear your song.
It's just I can't seem to remember,
forever more those days are gone.
I still cry, sometimes when I remember you.
I still cry, sometimes when I hear your name.
I said goodbye and I know you're allright now,
but when the leaves start falling down, I still cry..
I still cry, sometimes when I remember you.
I still cry, sometimes when I hear your name.
I said goodbye and I know you're allright now,
but when the leaves start falling down, I still cry..
But when the leaves start falling down, I still cry.....
Make love, not war ☮
Ik word daar zo treurig van... van dat gewauwel er doorheen en het afkappen!
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.. wordt zelden gedraaid..er zijn bekendere nummers van de Moody Bluesquote:
(dus meestal hoor je "nghts in wite satin" ofzo)
Niet geschoten is altijd mis..
Ach Margrietje, de Rozen zullen bloeien..
Ach Margrietje, de Rozen zullen bloeien..
Het was anders best een zielig verhaaltje jaquote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:25 schreef peaceman het volgende:
Ik word daar zo treurig van... van dat gewauwel er doorheen en het afkappen!
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.
quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:25 schreef Diaan73 het volgende:
Nou vooruit, omdat ze uit Twente komt.....
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Die ken ik natuurlijk wel.. en volgens Peaceman ken ik ook nog een andere van ze.quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:26 schreef qonmann het volgende:
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.. wordt zelden gedraaid..er zijn bekendere nummers van de Moody Blues
(dus meestal hoor je "nghts in wite satin" ofzo)
Ow in mn vorige post bedoel ik met het: het nummer van Ilse de Lange.
Make love, not war ☮
Het sentiment ligt er iets te dik bovenop, wat mij betreft.
Erst kommt das Fressen und dann kommt die Moral
Ik ga er vandoor nu, voor vandaag in totaal wel lang genoeg achter de computer gezeten.
Tot morgen en voor straks welterusten!
Tot morgen en voor straks welterusten!
De Sahara is zonder meer erg droog.
Er zit een knop op je TV (en vast ook op je radio)...quote:Op zondag 30 december 2007 22:25 schreef peaceman het volgende:
Ik word daar zo treurig van... van dat gewauwel er doorheen en het afkappen!
