Fok!s eigen Top 2000 #2

Deze in de op: http://wiki.fok.nl/index.php/Foks_eigen_Top_2000

en misschien een idee om maar 1 liedje te posten elke keer?

1726 Sonics - Strychnine


Jaaaa, nog meer garagerock. Over de geneugten van strychnine

Some folks like water
Some folks like wine
But I like the taste
Of straight strychnine (hey, hey)

You may think it's funny
That I like this stuff
But once you've tried it
You can't get enough (Wow!)

Wine is red
Poison is blue
Strychnine is good
For what's ailin' you

(guitar solo)
(repeat bridge and fill)

If you listen to what I say
You'll try strychnine some day
Make you jump, it'll make you shout
It'll even knock you out

[repeat verse 1]

Strychnine hey, hey

dat iemand er niet 2 of meer achter elkaar post

1724 The Specials - A Message To You, Rudy



Stop your messin' around
Better think of your future
Time you straightened right out
Creatin' problems in town
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Stop your foolin' around
Time you straightened right out
Better think of your future
Or else you'll wind up in jail
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Stop your messin' around
Better think of your future
Time you straightened right out
Creatin' problems in town
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Stop your messin' around
Better think of your future
Time you straightened right out
Creatin' problems in town
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Rudy a message to you
Rudy.

1723 - King Crimson - Indiscipline
De knallers van King Crimson bewaar ik nog voor een stuk hoger in de top 2000, maar deze mag er ook zijn. Vooral die geweldige bas van Tony Levin. En natuurlijk mogen we de briljante lyrics "I repeat myself when under stress" x5 niet vergeten.


I do remember one thing.
It took hours and hours but..
By the time I was done with it,
I was so involved, I didnt know what to think.
I carried it around with me for days and days..
Playing little games
Like not looking at it for a whole day
And then.. looking at it.
To see if I still liked it.
I did.

I repeat myself when under stress.
I repeat myself when under stress.
I repeat myself when under stress.
I repeat myself when under stress.
I repeat..
The more I look at it,
The more I like it.
I do think its good.
The fact is..
No matter how closely I study it,
No matter how I take it apart,
No matter how I break it down,
It remains consistant.
I wish you were here to see it.

I like it.

En et lijkt mij nog beter om tussen 2 nummers van dezelfde persoon altijd 2 andere nummers te houden.

Het wordt een mooie lijst, zo

PogueMahone was fijne garagerock aan het plaatsen, hier nog zo'n klassieker:

1721 13th Floor Elevators - Roller Coaster



Well once , somewhere, sometime ago
his eyes were clear to see,
he put his thoughts into my mind,
and gave my self to be
he stopped me from living so unsane,
I could be just what I want to be
and things appear as they really are,
I can see just what I want to see

Oh come on, ...and let it happen to you,
I say, I say come on, and let it happen to you
You gotta open up your mind
and let everything come through....
Come onnnnn yeaah!

Well it starts like a Roller coaster ride,
so real it takes your breath away
It slides you through your point of view,
you look back to where you thought you'd stayed
your ride changes outside view,
while it glides you like a neon ray,
and you find you don't have to search for words,
cause there's nothing you need to say
http://www.free-lyrics.org

Well come on, ..you gotta let it happen to you,
come on, and let it happen to you,
You gotta open up your mind
and let everything come through....

After your trip life opens up,
you start doing what you want to do
and you find out that the world that you once feared,
gets what it has from you...
No one can ever hurt you
cause you know more than you thought you knew
and you're looking at the world
from brand new eyes,
and no one can ever spoil the view

Come on, ...and let it happen to you,
Hey, hey, hey come on, ..and let it happen to you,
You gotta open up your mind
and let everything come through....

Open up your mind,
and let everything.... come thruuuuu

1720 Gary Moore - Still Got The Blues

Use to be so easy
To give my heart away
But I found that the haeartache
was the price you have to pay
I found that that love is no friend of mine
I should have know'n time after time

So long
it was so long ago
But I've still got the blues for you

Use to be so easy
Fall in love again
But I found that the heartache
It's a roll that leeds to pain
I found that love is more than just a game
Play and to win
but you loose just the same

So long
it was so long ago
But I've still got the blues for you

So many years since I seal you face
You will my heart
there's an emty space
Used to be

(SOLO)

So long
it was so long ago
But I've still got the blues for you

Golden days come and go
There is one thing I know
I've still got the blues for you

[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door Siniti op 12-04-2009 20:58:52 ]

Die laatste moet 1720 zijn, dan.

(anders hou je je ook niet aan je zelf gestelde regel van 2 ertussen )

jij en Drikske zitten ertussen hoor :p Ik zal et ff verbeteren naar 1720

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Op zondag 12 april 2009 20:58 schreef Siniti het volgende:
jij en Drikske zitten ertussen hoor :p Ik zal et ff verbeteren naar 1720

Ja, maar als je 1723 en 1721 plaatst, zit er maar 1 tussen

quote:

Op zondag 12 april 2009 21:01 schreef cafca het volgende:

[..]

Ja, maar als je 1723 en 1721 plaatst, zit er maar 1 tussen

Haha klopt, was een typo

1718 Ben Folds Five - One angry dwarf and 200 solemn faces

Ben gooit ff al zijn jeugdfrustraties eruit



September '75 I was 47 inches high
Mom said someday I would have
A bad ass mother G.I. Joe
for your little minds to blow
I still got beat up after class
Now I'm big and important
one angry dwarf
and 200 solemn faces
are you
If you want to see me
check your papers and your T.V.
Look who's tellin' who what to do
Kiss my ass good-bye
Don't give me that bullshit
you know who I am
I'm your nightmare little man
Vic you stole my lunch money.
made me cry.
Jane remember second grade
Said you couldn't stand my face
Rather than kiss me you said
you'd rather die
Now I'm big and important
one angry dwarf
and 200 solemn faces
are you
If you want to see me
check your papers and your T.V.
Look who's tellin' who what to do
Kiss my ass good-bye
You'll be sorry one day
Yes you will, yes you will
You shouldn't push me around
Cause I will, yes I will
You will be sorry when I'm big
Yes you will be sorry

1717 Focus - House Of The King
Een klein (vooral voor Focus) instrumentaal nummertje

1715 Fischerspooner - We Need A War



Van het album Odyssey

Lyrics:

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1714 Hope Sandoval & The Warm Inventions - Drop

De ex-zangeres van Mazzy Star mag niet ontbreken in deze lijst, al is het alleen maar om ook wat mooie vrouwen in de lijst te hebben als het geluid ineens uitvalt.





The way you drop
Is like a stone
Making out you're flying
But you've just been thrown

'Til kingdom comes
And through bitten tongues
These eyes get stung
With every curse that's sung

These twisted times
Can't compare to mine
And heaven knows
Where loving goes

I should have guessed
When I took that pill
Do I love her still
Well that's just a chill

Geweldige keuze, ook een fraaie versie van met Rick de Leeuw op Boterhammen!

1712 Stone Roses - Made Of Stone

Nog zo'n band die van mij niet mag ontbreken in deze lijst. Geniale plaat gemaakt, vol topsongs. Dit vind ik één van de beste daarvan.



Your knuckles whiten on the wheel
The last thing that your hands will feel
Your final flight cant be delayed

No earth, just sky its so surreal
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
You fry and melt I love the scene

Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes

When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?

Im standing warm against the cold
Now that the flames have taken hold
At least you left your life in style

And for far as I can see
Ten twisted grills grin back at me
Bad money dies I love the scene

Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes

When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Is anybody home?

Sometimes I fantasise
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Dont these times fill your eyes

When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars they burn below me
Are you all alone
Are you made of stone?

1711 Gentle Giant - Free Hand
Zo'n ouwe, onbekende maar verschrikkelijk briljante band.

Who would believe me now that my hands are free, that my hands are free.
I never thought it would ever come to me, ever come to me.
Now that my life's my own, I leave you behind, leaving you behind.
What ever made you think that I'd change my mind, that I'd change my mind.

It wasn't hard to run, break away from you, break away from you,
After all you'd done, what was I to do, what was I to do.
Who's gonna take my place in the games you play, in the games you play.
Nobody's listening now to the things you say, all the things you say.

Now my hands are free from the ties, from the ties.
Now I look forward to the future, where it lies.
And with you, feeling low, looking black
Here, now my head is clear, why should I look back.

When it was over did you have regrets, did you have regrets.
Or did you really think it was over yet, it was over yet.
Now that my life's my own I leave you behind, leaving you behind.
What ever made you think that I'd change my mind, change my mind.
That I'd change my mind. That I'd change my mind.

Who would believe me now that my hands are free, that my hands are free.
I never thought it would ever come to me, ever come to me.
Now that my life's my own, I leave you behind, leaving you behind.
What ever made you think that I'd change my mind, that I'd change my mind.

It wasn't hard to run, break away from you, break away from you,
After all you'd done, what was I to do, what was I to do.
Who's gonna take my place in the games you play, in the games you play.
Nobody's listening now to the things you say, all the things you say.
Everything you say...

Op 1710 een heerlijke epic:
Yes - Gates of Delirium

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4495810184823255589&ei=QHrjSdWcD8Tj-AaszeT2Bg&q=gates+of+delirium&hl=nl







http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Gates_of_Delirium

Stand and fight we do consider
Reminded of an inner pact between us
That's seen as we go
And ride there
In motion
To fields in debts of honor
Defending

Stand the marchers soaring talons,
Peaceful lives will not deliver freedom,
Fighting we know,
Destroy oppression
The point to reaction
As leaders look to you
Attacking

Choose and renounce throwing chains to the floor.
Kill or be killing faster sins correct the flow.
Casting giant shadows off vast penetrating force
To alter via the war that seen
As friction spans the spirits wrath ascending to redeem.

Wars that shout in screams of anguish,
Power spent passion bespoils our soul receiver,
Surely we know.
In glory
We rise to offer,
Create our freedom,
A word we utter,
A word.

Words cause our banner, victorious our day.
Will silence be promised as violence display?
The curse increased we fight the pow'r
And live by it by day.
Our gods awake in thunderous roars,
And guide the leaders hand in paths of glory to the cause.

Listen, should we fight forever
Knowing as we do know fear destroys?
Listen, should we leave our children?
Listen, our lives stare in silence;
Help us now.

Listen, your friends have been broken,
They tell us of your poison; now we know.
Kill them, give them as they give us.
Slay them, burn their children's laughter
On to hell.

The fist will run, grasp metal to gun.
The spirit sings in crashing tones,
We gain the battle drum.
Our cries will shrill, the air will moan and crash into the dawn.
The pen won't stay the demon's wings,
The hour approaches pounding out the Devil's sermon.

Soon, oh soon the light,
Pass within and soothe this endless night
And wait here for you,
Our reason to be here.

Soon, oh soon the time,
All we move to gain will reach and calm;
Our heart is open,
Our reason to be here.

Long ago, set into rhyme.
Soon, oh soon the light,
Ours to shape for all time,
Ours the right;
The sun will lead us,
Our reason to be here.

Soon, oh soon the light,
Ours to shape for all time,
Ours the right;
The sun will lead us,
Our reason to be here.

[ Bericht 10% gewijzigd door Relayer op 13-04-2009 19:57:50 ]

quote:

Op maandag 13 april 2009 19:51 schreef Relayer het volgende:

Yes - Gates of Delirium

Waag het niet Echoes, Thick As A Brick of Starless zo laag te zetten

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Op maandag 13 april 2009 19:53 schreef Siniti het volgende:

[..]

Waag het niet Echoes, Thick As A Brick of Starless zo laag te zetten

Echoes wel, Thick as a brick en Starless verdienen inderdaad hoger

1709 DeVotchKa - Such A Lovely Thing

Deze geniale band rond de getergd zingende Nick Urata mag niet ontbreken. Mixen Balkaninvloeden met westerse muziek en maken nummers waarop je heerlijk kunt zwieren, drinken, dansen en meelallen. Ook met een melancholiek tintje.



It’s an elusive thing
This love of which we sing
What are we doing,
What are we doing?

And I will give you anything,
Just please don’t stop singing,
The world would stop spinning…
arooooouunnd

You’re such a lovely thing
But there is ice forming
Upon your pretty wings
What are you protecting?

And I will give you everything,
And you can wear this ring,
But you only love me,
you only love me when I’m leaving,
you only love me ‘cause I’m leaving,
you only love me when I’m leaving,
you only love me ‘cause I’m leaving tonight

you’ve such a lovely thing,
but there is ice for me,
upon your pretty wings,
why are you lying?

And I will give you everything
Just please don’t stop singing,
The world would stop spinning
aroooouuund

It’s an elusive thing,
This love of which we sing,
What are we doing?
What are we doing here?

And I will give you anything,
And you can wear my ring,
But you only love me,
You only love me when I’m leaving,
You only love me ‘cause I’m leaving,
You only love me ‘cause I’m leaving,
You only love me when I’m leaving.

1708 Elliott Murphy - Last Of The Rock Stars

Toen zijn debuutalbum uitkwam in 1973 werd Elliott Murphy bejubeld als de nieuwe Bob Dylan, of de nieuwe Lou Reed. Terwijl vergelijkbare artiesten als Bruce Springsteen en Tom Petty wereldberoemd werden, werd deze man, inmiddels 25 albums verder, niet meer dan een cultheld.
Dit nummer van zijn debutplaat zou wat mij betreft net zo'n klassieker kunnen zijn als Born to Run of Refugee



Naked telephone poles can't describe
The way I'm feeling about you tonight
And a feeling on my back like an old brown jacket
Like to stay in school but I just can't hack it
And I'm out on the street feeling like dirt
I'm afraid to get married because I know its gonna hurt
And I say

Oh oh oh - there's the last of the rock stars
And me and you
Oh oh oh - rock 'n roll is here to stay
But who will be left to play

Well I dreamed I saw the king in a fifty three chevy
Had a band on his mind and his hands looked heavy
And he rolled down his window I guess to say hi
I couldn't see his face 'cause of the purple haze inside
And he was born to be the king - he was born to be the man
And he died though he was holy - although I doubt he'd understand
When I say

(chorus)

Adolescent predrug habit - if it means guitar you gotta have it
And you got your axe and you got your group
And your old man thinks its a waste of loot
And you wait all week for a Sullivan show
And you know that's just where you wanna go
And you homework now is never complete
You don't care - cause you have got that beat

So a highdy hi and a heydy hey
And a girls that home on Friday night and a boy that's out to play
And some of us are masters and some or us are slaves
And than there's that boy who knows he's gotta play
And a messy desk drawer full of broken strings
You know these kids and you know of those things

(chorus)

Come on mama please don't cry
Don't you know how I feel inside

Op 1707 een 'onbekende' band die wel wat meer verdient:

Mostly Autumn - The last brright light



http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mostly_Autumn

I'm grieving for the dreams that you could have had
Mist in the rain, snow on the rising tide.
Over and over they disappear

I'm grieving for the love that we should have had
The feeling was there, I just couldn't say the words
Holding you tight as we said goodbye

The last bright light
The last bright light
The last bright light

I'd rather put life in your heart
Than money in your hand
I'd rather put dreams where they could fly
Than let them disappear
In the emptiness
A cold heart dies
I hope that you know that I love you.

The bright sun is swelling out of control
Nature is losing a child of her own
Burning her hands she's holding the fort
To the last
The blue pearl is swallowed, snow on the rising tide
Thoughts will scatter like ancient remains
Beyond the night sky.

The last bright light
The last bright light
The last bright light
The last bright light

I'd rather put life in your heart
I'd rather put dreams where they can fly
The terrible truth, the tears and the filth
The ghost of a winter so dim in your eyes
Standing alone, the sun in the night
Burning the autumn, the world on its knees
I hope that you know that I love you
I hope that you know that we love you.
Away in the emptiness a cold star dies
I know that you know that we'll miss you

1706 The Mutton Birds - The Heater

Omdat Nieuw Zeeland toch best wel veel goede, nooit echt bekend geworden (gitaar)bandjes heeft voortgebracht, is dit iig de eerste van waarschijnlijk wel meer die zullen volgen.



Frank bought a heater
An electric heater
The elements were made
of wire and clay
He reached out to touch and
he heard a voice say
And he heard it say
"Come on and plug me in
I want to feel that heat begin
Don't move till the morning comes
And you can fly up to the sun
So come on and plug me in
Plug me in
Plug me in"
Frank liked his heater
His electric heater
Upstairs alone with the elements
He dreamed of gold and frankincense
(frank, frank, frankincense)
And he heard it say
"Come on and plug me in
I want to feel that heat begin
Come close and listen while I sing
I won't melt your precious wings
So come on and plug me in
Plug me in
Plug me in"
"Come on and plug me in
I want to feel that heat begin
Although my body is rusting through
I have carried this song for you...
It's from the Sphinx and
the Serpent too
So plug me in"

1705 The Legendary Stardust Cowboy - Paralysed



Tja, er moet ook plaats zijn voor gekte...

Zo te zien hebben we dit cliché nog niet gehad:

#1704 John Miles - Music



Music was my first love
And it will be my last
Music of the future
And music of the past

To live without my music
Would be impossible to do
In this world of troubles
My music pulls me through

#1702: Jonna Newsom - Sawdust and diamonds



http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joanna_Newsom

From the top of the flight
Of the wide, white stairs
Through the rest of my life
Do you wait for me there?

There's a bell in my ears
There's a wide white roar
Drop a bell down the stairs
Hear it fall forevermore

Drop a bell off of the dock
Blot it out in the sea
Drowning mute as a rock;
Sounding mutiny

There's a light in the wings
Hits this system of strings
From the side while they swing;
See the wires, the wires, the wires

And the articulation
In our elbows and knees
Makes us buckle as we couple in endless increase
As the audience admires

And the little white dove
Made with love, made with love:
Made with glue, and a glove, and some pliers

Swings a low sickle arc
From its perch in the dark
Settle down
Settle down my desire

And the moment I slept I was swept up in a terrible tremor
Though no longer bereft, how I shook and I couldn't remember

Then the furthermost shake drove a murdering stake in
And cleft me right down through my center
And I shouldn't say so, but I know that it was then, or never

Push me back into a tree
Bind my buttons with salt
Fill my long ears with bees
Praying: please, please, please,
Love, you ought not!
No you ought not!

Then the system of strings tugs on the tip of my wings
(cut from cardboard and old magazines)
Makes me warble and rise like a sparrow
And in the place where I stood, there is a circle of wood
A cord or two, which you chop and you stack in your barrow

It is terribly good to carry water and chop wood
Streaked with soot, heavy booted and wild-eyed;
As I crash through the rafters
And the ropes and pulleys trail after
And the holiest belfry burns sky-high

Then the slow lip of fire moves across the prairie with precision
While, somewhere, with your pliers and glue you make your first incision
And in a moment of almost-unbearable vision
Doubled over with the hunger of lions
'Hold me close', cooed the dove
Who was stuffed, now, with sawdust and diamonds

I wanted to say: why the long face?
Sparrow, perch and play songs of long face
Burro, buck and bray songs of long face!
Sing: I will swallow your sadness and eat your cold clay
Just to lift your long face

And though it may be madness, I will take to the grave
Your precious longface
And though our bones they may break, and our souls separate
- why the long face?
And though our bodies recoil from the grip of the soil
- why the long face?

In the trough of the waves
Which are pawing like dogs
Pitch we, pale-faced and grave,
As I write in my log

Then I hear a noise from the hull
Seven days out to sea
And it is the damnable bell!

And it tolls - well, I believe, that it tolls - for me!
It tolls for me!

Though my wrists and my waist seemed so easy to break
Still, my dear, I would have walked you to the very edge of the water
And they will recognise all the lines of your face
In the face of the daughter of the daughter of my daughter

Darling, we will be fine, but what was yours and mine
Appears to be a sandcastle that the gibbering wave takes
But if it's all just the same, then will you say my name:
Say my name in the morning, so I know when the wave breaks?

I wasn't born of a whistle or milked from a thistle at twilight
No, I was all horns and thorns, sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright
So: enough of this terror
We deserve to know light
And grow evermore lighter and lighter
You would have seen me through
But I could not undo that desire

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh desire
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh desire
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh desire

From the top of the flight
Of the wide, white stairs
Through the rest of my life
Do you wait for me there

1701 Calexico - Removed



Kon alleen deze live versie vinden van niet eens de hele band, maar hiermee moeten jullie het doen.
Op naar de volgende 100

Deze moet er ook bij, al was het alleen maar omdat Deep Purple de melodie van "Child in time" schaamteloos van dit nummer heeft gejat

#1699: It's A Beautiful Day - Bombay Calling



http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It's_a_Beautiful_Day

1697 - Blondie - Love at the Pier

Het is wel weer eens tijd voor wat leuke muziek in de lijst. En wat is er nou leuker dan Blondie. Nou? Dat dacht ik.
Nu eens niet een afgezaagde hit maar een albumtrack van hun meesterwerk Plastic Letters.

Dan doe ik er nog wat Nederlandstalig tussen:

#1696 - RK Veulpoepers BV - Den Egelantier

#1694: Bert Kaempfert - Afrikaan Beat



jaja, waar kennen we deze melodie van?

hahaha, laten we er dan maar ff een trilogie van maken...
ja, ik weet dat het een klassiek stuk is, maar als John Cage mag, mag deze ook

#1692 Camillie Saint-Saens - Dance macabre

1691 Shearwater - Rooks

Tijd voor iets recenters. Titelnummer van één van de beste albums van vorig jaar.




when the rooks were laid in piles
by the sides of the road
crashing into the aerials
tangled in the laundery line
and gathered in a field
they were burned in a feathering pyre
with a cold black eye

when the swallows fell from the eaves
and the gulls from the spires
and starlings in the millions
will feed on the ground where they lie
the ambulance men said there's
nowhere to flee for your life
so we stayed inside
and we'll sleep until
the world of man is paralyzed

Oh the falcon heir awakes
to the sound of the bells
they're heading southbound
they're leaving it alive
and each empty cage just rings
and is heard like a bell
underneath these cold stars
and this troubled night
and the cries of man
let the kingdom come to nigh
let this dream be realized

[ Bericht 0% gewijzigd door cafca op 14-04-2009 11:24:45 ]