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Moin Erik,

ich warte immer noch auf Deine Antwort...

 
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Wolle schrieb:
ich warte immer noch auf Deine Antwort...
Zum Vergrößern anklicken....

Und ich bin so naiv, auf neue Bilder / Beiträge zu warten.

Dass dieser - einstmals als genial betitelte - Thread inzwischen in der Bewertung und von den Klicks völlig abgesoffen ist, könnte vielleicht mal zu denken geben...

Mein ja nur...
 
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Mir geht´s so, dass ich seit Wochen überhaupt nicht zum fotografieren komme, und mir deshalb die passenden Bilder ausgehen.
Ich hätte da noch einige auf Dia, aber keinen Scanner.
Scheinbar gibt es nicht so viele im Forum die sich auch für Musik interessieren.
Sind ja hier immer dieselben Verdächtigen.

Mein ich.
 
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Wolle, kennte ich den Song, hätt ich was gesagt. Sonderlich kreativ ist Dein Bildchen übrigens nicht.

Gruß Erik
 
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Hab gar nicht gewusst, dass du eine so weinerliche Heulsuse sein kannst.


Brauchst ja nicht flennen, nur weil Deutschland im Finale steht und am Sonntag wieder keine Fotografieren geht.
 
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Jazz it!

Chich Corea mit Return to forever:

500 miles high (voc: Flora Purim)

Some Day You'll Look In To Her Eyes
then There'll Be No Goodbyes
and Yesterday Will Have Gone
you'll Find Yourself In Another Space
500 Miles High


you'll See Just One Look And You'll Know
she's So Tender And Warm
you'll Recognise This Is Love
you'll Find Yourself On Another Plane
500 Miles High


be Sure That You Love Stays So Free
then It Never Can Die
just Realise This Is Truth
and Above The Skies You Will Always Stay
500 Miles High


​

Viele Grüße

Martin
 
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So, da Deutschland ja gestern gewonnen hat und auch "Comabird" sich freuen kann, hier mal wieder ein Bild+Song:


2 Unlimited - Tribal Dance:

Come on. Check it out, ya'll.
(Come on, come on!)
Check it out-- the tribal dance!
Feel the force. This is your chance,
to get control and do the tribal dance.
People started dancing a long time ago,
the bass was fast, but then again it was slow.
Soul, house, rythym and blues...
it doesn't matter what music you choose.
Strike up a dance, is your chance
to come with me and do the tribal dance!
You've got to move it with a temperature,
into the rythym that the fire burns!
So get into it-- get into the trance,
this is the rhythm of the tribal dance, the tribal dance!
It started with a tribe who discovered the vibe,
who moved to the rhythm just the way they liked.
You hear the treble, you hear the bass.
The r-a-y, yeah is on the case.
Feel the fire, feel the flame.
Do your thing now, don't be ashamed.
I have to go now, no offense,
I've hooked you up into the tribal dance!
Get into it!
Get into it!
Get into the trance!
You've got to do the tribal dance!
Check it out (come on!)
Take your chance!
Check it out (come on!)
Take your chance!
Check it out (come on!)
Take your chance!
Tribal dance! Tribal dance, tribal dance!
Yeah! Oh! Tribal dance! Tribal dance!
You've got to move it with a temperature,
into the rythym that the fire burns!
So get into it-- get into the trance,
this is the rhythm of the tribal dance, the tribal dance!




VG
Jens


Edit: Ach ja, war letztes Jahr auf dem Mittelaltermarkt in Schwalenberg
 
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Ry Cooder / Crazy 'bout an automobile

Every woman I know is crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman I know is crazy 'bout an automobile
And here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels.

He-hey, every woman I know, crazy 'bout an automobile
Oh, every woman I know, crazy 'bout an automobile
And here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels.

Now look'it here!
They say, walking women home is a thing of the past
Women want to ride and ride around in class
Some like Cadillacs, boys, some like Fords
Some like anything as long as it rolls.

Crazy 'bout an automobile [That's right]
And here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

Well, every woman I know she's crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman I know is crazy 'bout an automobile
And here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

One more thing I wanna tell you

Said, riding and loving just can't be beat,
You and your woman in your own front seat.
Now, she can play with your keys, shift the gears,
Turn on your radio just loud enough to hear.
Now, she can turn up the heat and flip on your fan,
And then you start rolling just as fast as you can.

Crazy 'bout an automobile
And just here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

Man, when I get some money I just got to get me some kind of automobile
You don't seem like the women in this town just don't pay no attention to ya 'less you're driving
Look at that big, fine Buick over there
Oh, I like that one
Yeah, now, looks like somebody left the keys in it
Oh, let's take a ride

Nothing but rubber heels

Ich hab da so eine geile Version wo er mit dem David Lindley jammed.


 
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Allman Brothers Band / Southbound

Well Im southbound, lord Im comin home to you.
Well Im southbound, baby, lord Im comin home to you.
I got that old lonesome feelin thats sometimes called the blues.

Well I been workin every night, travelin every day.
Yes I been workin every night, traveling every day.
You can tell your other man, sweet daddys on his way.
Aww, ya better believe.

Well Im southbound.
Whoa Im southbound.
Well you can tell your other man, sweet daddys on his way.
Got your hands full now baby, as soon as I hit that door.
Youll have your hands full now woman, just as soon as I hit that door.
Well Im gonna make it on up to you for all the things you should have
Had before.

Lord, Im southbound.
Yes Im southbound.
Whoa Im southbound, baby.
Said Im southbound.
Well Im gonna make it on up to you for all the things you should
Have had before.

 
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