"If the rock  is the party...foghat are the clowns" .. classic rock, energy and style! This work is very important in this musical style... primitives guitars a simple melody and the happiness and power are the shield of Foghat and his song: "slow ride"... music to dance a year!

http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=j04tsxNJikk

Slow ride
Foghat

Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy,
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy.

I'm in the mood, the rhythm is right,
Move to the music, we can roll all night.
Oooh, oooh, slow ride - oooh, oooh ...

Slow ride, take it easy
Slow ride, take it easy

Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy
Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time
Hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine

{Rod and Dave riffs}
Woo!

I'm in the mood, the rhythm is right,
Move to the music yea, we can roll all night, yea.
Oooh, oooh ...

Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy
Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time
Hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine

(Slow ride, easy, slow ride, sleazy - Slow ride, easy, slow ride, sleazy)

This track brings back a lot of happy memories. It is from the sound track of Short Circuit (1).
Love the lyrics in this track, the music sounds very 80's and "electronic"... quite fitting for the movie. Sadly the sound track was neer commercially released, but i got hold of some mp3s from the studio recording. It is a shame as I like this track over the officially released Single from the movie. (Which is El Debarge - Who's Johnny - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jaWPQ3Z7FE).

Anyway this track played over the end credits:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UX89boUwbhk

Short Circuit OST - Max Carl & Marcella Detroit (Marcy Levy) - Come And Follow Me

Feels like I came alive just yesterday.
Feels like I'm always gonna feel this way.
Hearts havin' set in motion,
Worlds havin' turned around,
When you've been lost you know when you've been found.

Easy to hide and live your life apart.
Easy to find new ways to kill the heart.
But I've lived through some changes,
Laughter as well as pain.
Now I can dance in sunshine or in rain.

Come and follow me
To wherever the light breaks through.
Come and follow me
And you're gonna be dancing too.
In your eyes I see,
You're alive as me.
So whenever I'm lost then I can follow you.

Too many people throw it all away.
Can't seem to take another empty day.
Trick is to keep believin'.
Trick is to simply see,
Just how great the gift of life can be.

Come and follow me
To wherever the light breaks through.
Come and follow me
And you're gonna be dancing too.
In your eyes I see,
You're alive as me.
So whenever I'm lost then I can follow you.

Just when the light seems to be goin' dim,
You will be there I know like a true friend,
Helpin' me to shine again.

Come and follow me
To wherever the light breaks through.
Come and follow me
And you're gonna be dancing too.
In your eyes I see,
You're alive as me.
So whenever I'm lost then I can follow you.

Well, I'm coming here to do a little repeat of history. One year ago I came here and said I was through with posting lyrics, because it seemed like every day I was doing the same thing - coming to this thread and griping about petty issues in my life. I posted two sets of lyrics, two songs of the same name, and left you all with one name. A year down the line, nothing's changed. Here I still am, the same man that I was, though tougher in some ways than I was before.

Here I still am, and here she is still so far away.

"So Far Away" -by Carole King (as covered by Rod Stewart)
So far away...
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
And it doesn't help to know... you're just time away

Long ago, I reached for you and there you stood...
Holding you again could only do me good
Oh, how I wish I could
But you're so... far away, yeah

One more song about moving along the highway
I can't say much of anything that's new
But if I could only work this life out my way
I'd rather spend it being close to you...

But you're so far away...
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Well it doesn't help to know you're so far away... so far away...
Yeah you're so far away... oh yeah...

Travelin' around sure gets me down and lonely
Nothing else to do but close my mind
And I sure hope the road don't get to own me
There's so many dreams that I've yet to find...

But you're so... far away...
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
And it doesn't help to know you're so... far away...

You're so far away... oooh, you're so far away... you're so far away...
Oh I need to get in touch with you, baby...
You're so very very very far away... oh you're so so far away...


"So Far Away" -by David Gilmour
What am I suspended here?
Should I kid myself that I have no fear?
I get no choice, I just have to wait
It may already be too late
I don't know what's going on
She is here, but I am gone...
I am gone...

My love is lying here
She's far away, though she looks so near
"Time will tell", she says to me
When a warm coat is all I need

Her peace of mind, her strength of will
It will come, she's sure it will
But how can I put my mind at rest?
I feel I'm coming up second best...

And I'm caught with my own life
Is this a dream, or is it real life?

Oooh sleep... come on me soon...
I can't bear... this lonely room...

Look at that hand, lying there
The room is dark, she shows no fear
I'm lying still, my eyes are wide
My heart is pumping, I'm still alive
I'm still awake against my will
What will it ever take
To still this burning in me?

And I'm caught... with my own life
Is this a dream, or is it real life?

Ooooh sleep... come on me soon...
I can't bear... this lonely room...

Sleep... come on me soon...
I can't bear... this lonely room...

Sleep... don't take too long...
Can't keep singing... this lonely song...

Mercy?
Eh, i'm afraid He ran out of that a couple of thousend of years ago...

Still, that song is quite strong, and i'm sorry you had to go through whatever you got through to inspire such feelings. :\

I'm sorry about my post last night. I... was very upset by something. And... I don't have anything else to say about it.

Roger Waters - "Amused to Death"
Doctor doctor
What is wrong with me?
This supermarket life is getting long
What is the heart life... of a color TV?
What is the shelf life... of a teenage queen?

Ooh, western woman...
Ooh, western girl...

News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down
He latches onto
That symbol of detachment
Attracted by
The peeling away of feeling
The celebrity, of the abused shell... the belle

Ooh, western woman...
Ooh, western girl...

Ooh, western woman...
Ooh-oh-oh, western girl...

The children on Melrose strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough?
And out in the valley, warm and clean
The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think... no tears to cry
All sucked dry...
Down to the very last breath

Bartender, what is wrong with me?
Why am I so out of breath?
The captain said, "Excuse me ma'am
The species has... amused itself to death."
(Amused itself to death)
It has amused itself to death
(Amused itself to death)

We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told
Bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth!
But then it was over...
We oohed and aahed, we drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out spied a flickering light
(Our last hurrah!)
Our last hurrah...

And when they found our shadows
Around the TV set
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data on their lists
And then
The alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed

But on eliminating every other reason for our sad demise,
They logged the only explanation left--
This species has amused itself to death!!

No tears to cry...
No feelings left...
The species has... amused itself to death

[Alf Razzell]:
"Years later, I saw Bill Hubbard's name... on a memorial to the missing...
And I... when I saw his name I was absolutely transfixed - it was as though he was now a human being instead of some sort of nightmarish memory I'd had of leaving him, all those years ago... And I felt relieved, and ever since then I've felt happier about it, because always before, whenever I thought of him, I said to myself, "Was there something else that I could have done?"...
(Amused itself to death...)
[background: "I'd rather die, I'd rather die..."]
"And that always sort of worried me... And having seen him, and his name in the register - as you know in the memorials there's a little safe, there's a register in there with every name - and seeing his name and his name on the memorial; it sort of lightened my... heart, if you like..."
[Woman]: "When was it that you saw his name on the memorial?"
"When I was eighty-seven. That would be the year, nineteen... eighty-four, nineteen eighty-four."

Gotta love Collective Soul, kudos on your taste in music, Gustavo!

I need to take advice from Adam and get me some Roger (!) Waters.
Been listening to alot of Miles Davis, John Coultrane, Eric Clapton, & B.B. King in preparation for my story.
Good stuff, if anything jumps out at me I'll post it here or in the Instrumental thread.
Can anyone suggest some other artists to watch for in this vein of music?

Hate to break the good moood that Gustavo created, but i'm going down like a hammer here.

Two songs form one of my most classic band, called "Dark Tranquillity".Heavy melodic death metal from Sweden.
These are quite old songs, but a couple of classic in their discography, and you must surely enjoy the genre or the music will just be hateful to your ears. Anyway here i go

First one is called Hedon. It tells of our society going into ruins because, as the title says, of its hedonism, the ultimate search for pleasure, that brings men to behave not much differently from animals.

Dark Tranquillity - Hedon

(Enter Suicidal Angels)

How hungry we've become.

like animals naked in shame
Fed with the hooves of apocalypse
that galloped down, disordered worlds behind

From word to a word I was led to a word
that spanned over cultures in rage
Crimson masses, sleeped in decadence
holding our tongues to the thirsty sun
So, is the future still open? Tell me!
Then enter, hornet, from our hive-dark hearts
to draw down the end from within

We need not the horns
that emanate from our warty, haunted bodies
severed and numbered they are

Nihilist, Hedon
the priceless art of their lives,
Sorrow is a wing laid atop their heads.

Skin deep, we carve our immeasurable sorrow
in the fold of your shivering arms

Hedon,
Your chindren wild
and filled with death

# Jupiter in our unforgiving eves:
a pandemonium of bodies and gold
Eager, as a part of your face
and the sickness attached to your skin (stone)
as the wine-rush,
changing from androgynous wombs
to open free the lid of pain #

Hedon,
rinsed in post-human shadows
a monument scorned by the teeth of time
Stale-faced keeper of secrets,
loaded with implosive fire
the whore that carried the apostle
to the mating point on the graves of giants

We look at you, afraid
to see what we really are.

We look at you, afraid
to see what we really are.