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[savoy1]

Vivo, par Andrea Laszlo De Simone. Une chanson "à l'italienne" entendue coup sur coup en accompagnement de deux scènes à pleurer : la première au ciné dans L'amour c'est surcoté de Mourad Winter, la seconde en SVOD dans Les Promesses de Amanda Sthers. On n'est pas obligé d'aimer que le cinoche fantastique et d'horreur

[dario carpenter]

Le dernier Samantha Fish, pour les amateurs de Blues Rock:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QY59jjq ... manthaFish

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LUCKkx ... manthaFish

Je l'ai vue en live le mois dernier, avant de découvrir cet album, un très bon concert:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AO0ZaFE ... oLiveMusic

[Shinji]

Je continue de découvrir le vieux jazz japonais ; je n'y connais rien en jazz (j'écoute surtout du métal et du rock à la base), mais à force de regarder des vieux films...

[bluesoul]

Quelques bons moments d'humour et de bonne ziquee, ce qui ne nuit pas, loin de la.

Star Wars – Return of the Napalm



Lyrics:

Spoiler : :

Ships descend with roaring guns above
Lord, their flags are draped in stars so bright
But darkness hides beneath these endless leaves
Ooh, they’ll never see how far we fight

Watch the jungle breathe you in
Ooh, it’s a trap

It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
X-Wings in the trees
It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
Smoke hides what you see

Columns march in endless trooper lines
Yeah, they swear they hold the righteous right
All their banners cannot ever erase
Ooh, the silence waiting in the night

Every pathway laid with fire
Ooh, it’s a trap

It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
X-Wings in the trees
It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
Smoke hides what you see

Fathers lost along the burning trails
Lord, their sons still carry every scar
Marching droids ignite the midnight fields
Ooh, no sister safe beneath their star

When your orders meet the field
Ooh, it’s a trap

It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
X-Wings in the trees
It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
Smoke hides what you see

Napalm falling through the tangled leaves
Yeah, they call it justice from above
But every hill that lights in rebel flames
Ooh, still holds the names of those we love

Marching into what you claim
Ooh, it’s a trap

It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
X-Wings in the trees
It’s a trap! It’s a trap!
Smoke hides what you see

(La "prequel" du morceau ci-dessus
Star Wars - The Golden Boy


Lyrics

Spoiler : :

Rolled off the line in forty-nine
Chrome so bright, they called me fine

Cruisin' Main in a drop-top ride
Milkshake girls by my shiny side
Jukebox jumpin', I'd hum along
Whitewall wheels and a country song

Golden boy
Built to shine
Golden boy
Served just fine
Golden boy
No rust, no war
Golden boy
Just mopped the floor

Said "Attention: Unit 3-P-O"
"Pack your frame, it's time to go"
No more floats or dashboard tunes
Just jungle smoke and blood-red moons

Now I crawl through mud and bone
Chopper blades and static drone
Code all scrambled, wires torn
No one prepped me to be war-worn

Napalm heat in the dead of night
Metal shell caught in firefight
Used to shine in red-white bars
Now I rust beneath the stars

Golden boy
Golden boy
They said I'd last
Golden boy
A thing of the past
Golden boy
No parades, no cheer
Golden boy
Still rolling clear

Et pour changer des annees 70s, passons aux annees 80s et aux vibes de Miami Vice, mais sans Crockett et Tubbs.

Star Trek - 80's Miami Generation



Lyrics

Spoiler : :

Miami's hot — the stars went cold
We lost the line, we broke the mold
No fleet, no orders, just the glow
Of crew cut loose, with nowhere to go

Red Alert, baby! Red Alert, baby!
Make it glow! Make it so!
We're the crew time tried to bury
Still too bright, too wild to go
Red Alert, baby!

Cap Kirkito skims the bay
Phaser tan and no delay
Spocko Lento drops the beat
Brain on fire, logic heat
Lenny's muttering through his scans
Uhuralina jams the bands

No Prime Directive
No command
We take the heat
We make the stand

Scotty Turbo's patchin' tech
With duct tape, sweat, and synth cassette
Bever-Lux in midnight heels
Heals the hurt and breaks the deals
VIZ reroutes the traffic flow
RoX just skates and steals the show

Red Alert, baby! Red Alert, baby!
Make it glow! Make it so!
We're the crew time tried to bury
Still too bright, too wild to go
Red Alert, baby!

Hard Drive slams a time cop flat
Don Luc smooths a room with chat
Slick Riko grins and flips his collar
Saxophone crimes just make him baller

D8TA learns to cry in loops
Macho K flexes through the troops
Madame Troi? She sips and sees
All your trauma in the breeze

Red Alert, baby! Red Alert, baby!
Make it glow! Make it so!
We're the crew time tried to bury
Still too bright, too wild to go
Red Alert, baby!
MAKE IT GLOW!
MAKE IT SO!