Den Liedern nach zu urteilen ist Powerforen wohl bisher (glücklicherweise) von Script-Kiddies verschont geblieben
Den Thread habe ich mir gleich mal eingemerkt und werde ihn beim nächsten Besuch im Plattenladen nochmal durchgehen. Gute Idee :ja:
Meine Favourites:
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Eagles - Hotel California (was für meine Beerdigung
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On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the captain; please bring me my wine
We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
And she said we are all just prisoners here of our own device
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives but they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
Relax said the nightman We are programmed to receive
You can check out anytime you like but you can never leave
Gutes MIDI dazu hier:
http://diamond-back.com/hotelcal.html
(falls der Link gegen die Regeln verstößt, was ich aber nicht denke, bitte einfach löschen)
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Stan Ridgeway - Camouflage:
I was a PFC on a search patrol huntin' Charlie down
It was in the jungle wars of '65
My weapon jammed and I got stuck way out and all alone
And I could hear the enemy movin' in close outside
Just then I heard a twing snap and I grabbed my empty gun
And I dug in scared while I counted down my fate
And then a big marine, a giant with a pair of friendly eyes
Appeared there at my shoulder and said "Wait!"
When he came in close beside me he said "Don't worry, son, I'm here"
"If Charlie wants to tangle now they'll have two to dodge"
I said "Well, thanks alot", I told him my name and asked him his
And he said "The boys just call me Camouflage"
Whoa Camouflage, things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa Camouflage, I was awfully glad to see this big marine
Well, I was gonna ask him where he came from
When we heard the bullets fly
Comin' through the brush and all around our ears
And then I saw that big marine light a fire in his eye
And it was strange, but suddenly I forgot my fears
We fought all night and side by side, we took our battle stance
And I wondered how the bullets missed this man
'cause they seemed to go right through him just as if he wasn't there
And in the mornin' we both took a chance and ran
And it was here the river bank when the ambush came on top of us
And I'd thought it was the end and we were had
Then a bullet with my name on it came buzzin' through a bush
And that big marine, he just swat it with his hands
Just like it was a fly!
Whoa Camouflage, things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa Camouflage, this was an awfully strange marine
And I knew there was something weird about him
'cause when I turned around he was pullin' a big palm tree
right up out of the ground
and swattin' those charlies with it from here to kingdome come)
When he led me out of danger, I saw my camp and waved goodbye
but he just winked at me from the jungle and then was gone
And when I got back to my HQ I told 'em about my night
And the battle I'd spent with a big marine named Camouflage
When I said his name a soldier gulped and the medic took my arm
And led me to a green tent on the right
He said "You may be tellin' true boy, but this here is Camouflage"
"And he's been right here since he passed away last night"
"In fact he's been here all week long"
"But before he went he said 'semper fi' and said his only wish"
"Was to save a young marine caught in a barrage"
"So here, take his dog tag son, I know, he'd want you to have it now"
And we both said a prayer for a big marine named Camouflage
Whoa Camouflage, things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa Camouflage, this was an awfully strange marine
So, next time, you're in a jungle fight
And you feel a presence near
Or hear a voice that in your mind will lodge
Just be thankful that you're not alone
And you've got some company from a big marine
The boys call Camouflage
Whoa Camouflage, things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa Camouflage, this was an awfully big marine
Whoa Camouflage, things are never quite the way they seem
Whoa Camouflage, this was an awfully big marine
Whoa Camouflage
Whoa Camouflage...
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Naja, und dann gibt es da noch die diversen Songs aus der Reggae-Szene, insbesondere von Bob Marley und anderen musikalischen Größen dieser Zeit. Wenn man das mal auf einem Konzert von einem der zahlreichen unehelichen Nachkommen gehört hat, kann man das nachvollziehen. Aber auch so denke ich, dass "Get up, stand up" oder "Redemption Song" durchaus für Gänsehaut aus der Konserve sorgen können.
Bis dann,
MatMike
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