Δευτέρα, 7 Οκτωβρίου 2013

Rory Gallagher - Photo Finish






Το σωτήριο έτος του 1978, ο ένας -απο τους εκατοντάδες χιλιάδες μεγάλων παιχτούρων της 6χορδης- αλλά Ιρλανδός Rory Gallagher κυκλοφόρησε την 1η Οκτωβρίου τον έβδομο δίσκο του με τίτλο "Photo Finish"...

Το Tracklist είναι το εξής:

1. Shin Kicker
2. Brute Force And Ignorance
3. Cruise On Out
4. Cloak And Dagger
5. Overnight Bag
6. Shadow Play
7. The Mississippi Sheiks
8. The Last Of The Independents
9. Fuel To The Fire

Τα μέλη στον δίσκο αυτό:

Rory Gallagher - φωνή-κιθάρα

Gerry McAvoy - μπάσο

Tedd McKenna - τύμπανα

Διαμάντι του δίσκου: αναμφισβήτητα το Shadow Play

Καλά κρυμμένο διαμάντι: ανάμεσα σε Cloak And Dagger, Overnight Bag και Fuel To The Fire (το ξέρω σε φώτησα) με το Overnight Bag να έχει ενα μικρό αβάτζο...

Filler: .....filler....σε δίσκο Gallagher; .... ....  ..... .... εεεε.... ΟΧΙ

Εξώφυλλο: 10/10

Παραγωγή: 9/10

Δίσκος: 8/10

Θεματολογία: Περισσότερο βιωματικά τα τραγούδια του, για το τι έχει συναντήσει στον "δρόμο", την διάθεσή του για αλκόολ και να περνάει καλά όπου και να βρίσκεται, για κορίτσια που "ακουμπήσανε"...

Ανάλυση: .... Ποια ανάλυση... ΖΗΣΕ!

Tip: Το τραγούδι "The Last Of The Independents" είναι επηρεασμένο απο την ταινία "Charley Varrick"

Για τους μη-μυημένους: Τους προτείνω ... Shadow Play, Overnight Bag, Fuel To The Fire.... βασικά ΟΛΟΚΛΗΡΟ τον δίσκο... (δεν εχεις να χάσεις τίποτα...πίστεψέ με...)

Για τους δικούς μου....

n'joy...


1. Shin Kicker


Well, it's a shin-kick morning
Gotta kickstart the day
Wind up my machine and I'll be on my way.

Well, a burning fever
Woke me up at dawn
I didn't have no choice, I had to carry on.

Well, my engine's overheating
And I'm running out of gas
I only got the two speeds and it's slow and fast.

Well, I got to find a town that's got some action
Got to find a place stays open late
Right away.

C.C. Mama
Motorcycle queen
I'm gonna catch up with you with my lightning wheels.
sure look good in those tight blue jeans
It's cold black coffee
Eggs and grease
Stop in at the truckstop, I don't want to sleep.

Well, it's a shin-kick morning
I'm gonna turn up the heat
I'm racing all the truckers and I got them beat 



2. Brute Force and Ignorance



Brute Force and Ignorance,
Just hit town,
Looking like survivors,
From the Lost and Found.
Brute Force and Ignorance,
Have come to play,
A one-night stand at eight o`clock,
Then they`ll be on their way.

This old town`s exploding,
And the mayor`s uptight,
He`d like to make it to the show,
But he knows it`s not his night.

He`s got to be beholding,
To his legal spouse,
But she`s put the thumbscrews on him,
And snuck out of the house.

There she goes.

The picture on the poster,
Raised an eyebrow or two,
At fifty-five to seven,
Lord, you should`ve seen the queue.

City slick and country hick,
They came one and all,
The traffic-light girl and the downhome kids,
Assembled in the hall.

Brute Force and Ignorance,
Yes, that`s the name,
The young folks gonna miss them,
Now they`ve gone away.

Well, the show got so crazy,
Today they took the billboard down,
I`ll never forget the scene last night,
When the band was escorted out of town.

This little town`s back in slow motion,
I`m sad to say,
After the confusion,
It`ll never be the same.

Well, I took a walk down Main Street,
Just to pass the time,
And I could hear that music,
Still rolling through my mind.

Brute Force and Ignorance,
They sure hit town,
And if you want to find them, buddy,
They`re down at the Lost and Found. 



3. Cruise On Out

Well that cat you will be payin',
You ought to make you there,
When that drummer hits the rim shot,
It almost busts the snare.

You put on your cat clothes,
And I will put on mine,
Together pretty babe,
We're gonna cruise on down the line.

Come on and cruise on out with me,
Won't you cruise on out with me.

Well that cat I will be paying,
C'mon and get your share,
I've got transportation,
And I can get you there.

Well I know your daddy's anxious,
That you told a lie,
I guess he's goin' to blow his stack,
If you don't come home on time.

Come on and cruise on out with me,
Won't you cruise on out with me.

Yeah

Well this feelin' I will pick it,
Just as long as you will stay,
The boys in the band will play all night,
If they would have their way.

If you want to dress up to the night,
And look like something else,
I'm goin' to put on my alligator shoes,
I'll go out to play

Come on cruise on out with me,
Won't you cruise on out with me.

Well, the fat man plays that upright,
Freeze you at the knees,
This band's in full control,
Of 37 and one half keys.

In this full scale commotion,
The place will never drop,
You better leave town gracefully,
If you're too pooped to pop.
You better leave town gracefully,
If you're too stuped to stop.

Come on cruise on out with me,
Well, won't you cruise on out with me.

Well that cat you will be payin',
You ought to make you there,
When that drummer hits the rim shot,
It almost busts the snare.

You put on your cat clothes,
And I will put on mine,
Together pretty babe,
We're gonna step on down the line.

Won't you cruise on out with me,
Come on, cruise on out with me.
Won't you cruise on out,
Cruise on out,
Cruise on out with me.

Won't you cruise on out,
Cruise on out,
Cruise on out,
Cruise on out with me.

Come on cruise on out,
Cruise on out,
Cruise on out,
Cruise on out with me.

Awwwhhhh


4. Cloak And Dagger


Oww...
She's got that cloak and dagger,
Sidewalk swagger,
Silent danger in her style.

An air of mystery,
You know it hit me,
When I saw those flashing lines.
Oh no, well don't you run and hide,
Lord I've been hypnotized,
Use no small town chatter,
She got the moonlight manner.
Use sleight of hand,
Tricks of the light.
Ain't no pretender,
She's a real contender.
Snakes and ladders ain't her style.
Oh no, well don't drive me wild,
Oww.. I'm feeling so mystified.
Oh..yeah...
Owww...
Oh yeah, you know you drive me wild,
Well I'm feeling so mystified.
Owww...
I've got that awkward stammer,
I just sorta stand there.
Some crazy feeling,
Cramps my style.
I should know better,
She's a real upsetter.
Well that moonlight manner,
Has got my mind.
Oh yeah, well don't you run and hide,
Oh yeah, I feel hypnotized.


5. Overnight Bag


Pack my things in overnight bag 
A toothbrush, a guitar, got no tail to drag
I'm gonna leave on the next passing breeze 
My heart is heavy, there's a sky full of rain 
Mind full of notions that I just can't explain 
Reasons why just can't be supplied 
Trapped by a heartache and freed by my will 
Sentenced to wander, so much time to kill 
Hear my plea and rescue me 
Packed my sorrows in an overnight bag 
But I'll be gone much longer than that 
Who knows when we'll meet again 
Too many sleepless nights put my soul on edge 
So many restless moods play heavy in my head 
Too many sleepless nights put my soul on edge 
And so many restless moods play heavy in my head 
Wrote down my thoughts and I sealed them in hope 
Sent them to you in a blue envelope 
Not received it seems to me
I had some things that I wanted to say 
But my chance, well it just blew away 
On the breeze, like some mystery

6. Shadow Play



In the flinty light, it's midnight, and stars collide
Shadows run, in full flight, to run, seek and hide
I'm still not sure what part I play,
in this shadow play, this shadow play

In the half light, on this mad night, I hear a voice in time
Well, I look back, see a half-smile, then it's gone from sight
Won't you tell me how I can find my way?
In this shadow play, this shadow play
In this shadow play, this shadow play

Sounds come crashing, and I hear laughing
All those lights just blaze away
I feel a little strange inside
A little bit of Jekyll, a little Mr. Hyde

Sounds come crashing, can I hear laughing?
All those lights just blaze away
I feel a little strange inside
A little Dr. Jekyll, a little Mr. Hyde

Thoughts run wild, free as a child, into the night
Across the screen a thin beam, of magic light
Things they just don't look the same
In this shadow play, this shadow play
Shadow play, shadow play
I can't run away from this shadow play
Shadow play, shadow play


7. The Mississippi Sheiks




I saw the Mississippi Sheiks,
On the corner of the street,
Oh, was it just a dream,
Like I've been traveling in a time machine.
Ohhh.
So come along with me,
Back to the southern streets,
I saw old Peg Leg Howell,
His gang was making quite a sound,
I heard Bo Carter wail,
And that git-fiddle-combo played.
Come along and see,
The Mississippi Sheiks.
Come on.....
What you gotta lose,
Can't ya hear me callin', calling you?
To beware should you fall, You've never lived at all,
Till you've done that Georgia crawl,
Well, I hear you little girl,
You say you've been around this world.
From Moscow to Abilene,
But there is one place you've yet to see,
So, come along and see,
The Mississippi Sheiks.

8. The Last Of The Independents

I caught the Red-Eye at midnight
In the nick of time
On the seven four seven
And we soon were flying high.
Lord, I had no time to lose
Things were getting hot
Only I know where we stashed the loot
The mob wants to know the spot.

They got the muscle in from Cleveland
The fire-power from Detroit
They missed me in New Jersey
Though things got pretty tight.

Caught my scent in Richmond
At the Hotel Savoy
But I got out the laundry shute
And went to Chicago, Illinois.

I'm the Last of the Independants
Yeah, they're searching coast to coast
Only I know where we hid the loot
Eleven years ago.

I caught the Red-Eye at midnight
In the nick of time
On the seven four seven
We soon were high and wide.
The moon was laughing at me like it did not have a care
But I just smiled right back and said
'You ain't going anywhere'.

Well, I want out of the rackets
And the numbers game
'Cos when you cross the big boss
You only got yourself to blame.
I won't sing like a canary
And I won't go naming names.
I don't need police protection
I'll play it my own way.

I'm the Last of the Independants
Well, I play by my own rules.
Yes, I'm the Last of the Independants
The Syndicate, well, it don't approve.

Well, I'm the Last of the Independants
Well, I got to keep on the move.
Well, I'm the Last of the Independants
Well, I got no time to lose
Time to lose. 
 9. Fuel To The Fire
Had me a whiskey, and I chased it,
Got me some trouble, gonna face it,

But if I had a trump card, I would place it,
That's for sure....yeah....
I had a dream, but I can't trace it,
I call out your name, so you might hear it,
But it only adds fuel, to the fire,
In my soul....yeah....
If I could just, re-write the pages,
Wake up with peace, with the way it is,
I don't wanna live in this world, if you can't grace it,
Anymore....anymore.....yeah...
Friends try to raise my spirits, higher,
Well, there's no doubting, the stong desire,
They don't feel the heat, of the fire,
In my soul....In my soul....
Had me a whiskey, and I chased it,
Got me some trouble, gonna face it,
But if I had a trump card, I would place it,
Yeah...At your door....oh yeah...

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