Engineer: Allan Blazek
Remastering Engineer: Bernie Grundman
Mixing Engineer: Bill Szymczyk
Producer: Bill Szymczyk
Engineer: Bruce Hensal
Guitar: Don Felder
Solo Guitar: Don Felder
Electric Guitar: Don Felder
Backing Vocals: Don Felder
Drums, Percussion, Vocals: Don Henley
Backing Vocals: Don Henley
Engineer: Ed Mashal
12 String Guitar: Glenn Frey
Vocals: Glenn Frey
String Arranger: Jim Ed Norman
Conductor: Jim Ed Norman
Guitar: Joe Walsh
Solo Guitar: Joe Walsh
Backing Vocals: Joe Walsh
Bass Guitar: Randy Meisner
Backing Vocals: Randy Meisner
Concert Master Conductor: Sid Sharp
Writer: Don Felder
Writer: Don Henley
Writer: Glenn Frey
Bass Guitar: Andy Salmon
Concert Master Conductor: Assa Drori
Mastering Engineer: Bobby Hata
Mixing Engineer: Chet Himes
Engineer: Chet Himes
Arranger: Christopher Cross
Acoustic Guitar: Christopher Cross
Electric Guitar: Christopher Cross
Vocals: Christopher Cross
Trumpet: Chuck Findley
Saxophone: Don Roberts
Saxophone: Jackie Kelso
Saxophone: Jim Horn
Trombone: Lew McCreary
Arranger, Producer: Michael Omartian
Piano: Michael Omartian
Assistant Producer: Michael Ostin
Arranger: Rob Meurer
Electric Piano: Rob Meurer
Synthesizer: Rob Meurer
Second Engineer: Stuart Gitlin
Drums: Tommy Taylor
Percussion: Victor Feldman
Composer, Writer: Christopher Cross
The official music video for Where The Streets Have No Name by U2.
An afternoon rooftop show above the Republic liquor store at 7th and Main was shut down by police as a result of the huge crowds that descended on downtown Los Angeles to see the band perform the opening track from The Joshua Tree album in March 1987 for this video by Meiert Avis.
I wanna run, I want to hide
I wanna tear down the walls
That hold me inside.
I wanna reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name.
I wanna feel sunlight on my face.
I see the dust-cloud
Disappear without a trace.
I wanna take shelter
From the poison rain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name.
Were still building and burning down love
Burning down love.
And when I go there
I go there with you
(Its all I can do).
The citys a flood, and our love turns to rust.
Were beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust.
Ill show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name.
Were still building and burning down love
Burning down love.
And when I go there
I go there with you
(Its all I can do).
okay, im way too good at this shit
i dont even really gotta try no more
oh my god, ronny
[chorus]
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am- huh? bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up (okay!)
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
[verse 1]
okay, xans for her dinner, uh, bag from margiela, uh
bad lil bitch, she spanish, speak no english, got no manners
just like a gnome, im at your home
right on your yard, shoes are goyard
dick in your broad, her pussy stinky
messy like binky, bon appétit-tee, okay?
bitch, i dont see nobody better than me, mm
all these pussy niggas is jealous of me, mm
got her pussy wetter than swiffer, you see, mm
steal a nigga flow and murder his beat, uh
stole a nigga bitch, she murder my meat, uh
had a nigga numb from feet to the knee up
when she suck my dick its makin her hiccup
when im in that pussy i just might do sit-ups
[chorus]
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
[verse 2]
all these niggas fuckin hoes, ten toes, never fold
pussy nigga, snatch your soul out your shirt, actin buff
actin up, actin tough, just might get you fist fucked
all that talk about runnin up, still your boy, im runnin up
my flows acidic, i murder rap virgins with it
im swervin, flippin the bird while im purgin niggas
my words is bigger, matter of fact, my dick bigger
the bigger the figure, the more they probably fuck niggas
ill say it again
no, i dont wanna be friends with none of you fuckin aliens
im predator, nigga, i batter you nigga, yo, matter of fact
im better than niggas, ill battle you nigga, woo!
[chorus]
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am- huh? bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up, bitch, i am up
bitch, i am up
[outro]
hey, that was a fuckin freestyle, just so yall fuck niggas know
thank you very much, this- this whole thing was a freestyle
you can ask my engineer
i was doin this shit in the motherfuckin booth
thank you very much, okay!
Lyrics:
Down with the king for years, about ten of em
Recruiting suckers, Mac and Mike, and makin men of em
Tears and fears for my peers, they rippin
You think that it is, it is, if not it isnt
Race for the border my daughter, cause beats youre bangin out
Jeeps rockin beats in the streets when theres time for hangin out
Gather, or rather form a circle around a loud
cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowd
Is it because hes runnin off with the mouth
Or was he really clearly tryin to play a nigga out
Nope, shut him down, the king with a crown
cause all you wanna be is dicky down
Merry Christmas Everyone, written by Bob Heatlie specifically for Shakin’ Stevens, topped the charts at #1 in the UK, and top ten for Austria, Belgium, Denmark, Germany, Ireland and Sweden upon its release by Shaky in 1985. This festive favourite has re-entered the UK charts of recent years, peaking at #6 in 2019.
Shakin Stevens, one of the greatest hitmakers in UK chart history and a major national and international star for 40 years, will celebrate his incredible catalogue and career by releasing the lavish, 19-disc anthology bookpack Fire In The Blood, augmenting his body of studio work treasures and live treats. This awesome overview will be complemented by the Singled Out collection on 3CD, 2LP and digital versions.
Lyrics:
Snow is falling all around me
Children playing having fun
It’s the season, love and understanding
Merry Christmas everyone
Time for parties and celebration
People dancing all night long
Time for presents and exchanging kisses
Time for singing Christmas songs
Were gonna have a party tonight
Im gonna find that girl underneath the mistletoe
We’ll kiss by candlelight
Room is swaying, records playing
All the old songs, we love to hear
All I wish that, every day was Christmas
What a nice way to spend the year
Were gonna have a party tonight
Im gonna find that girl
Underneath the mistletoe
Well kiss by candle light
Snow is fallin, all around me
Children playing, having fun
Its the season, love and understanding
Merry Christmas everyone
Merry Christmas everyone
Ooh, Merry Christmas everyone
Snow is falling, all around me
Children playing, having fun
Its the season, love and understanding
Merry Christmas everyone
Snow is falling, all around me
Children playing, having fun
Its the season, love and understanding
Merry Christmas everyone
Oh snow is falling, all around me
Children playing, having fun
Its the season, love and understanding
Merry Christmas everyone
Merry Christmas everyone
Merry Christmas everyone
The Billboard chart for the week ending August 6, 1977 had Andy Gibbs «I Just Want To Be Your Everything» at #1, Bill Contis #1 «Gonna Fly Now» had dropped to #47 and The Brothers Johnson «Strawberry Letter #23» was on its way up at #34. The top new entry that week was Mecos future #1 hit «Theme From Star Wars» at #71. There were eleven other new songs that week and at #86 was this groundbreaking electronic disco tune from Donna Summer. It was the coda for her latest LP «I Remember Yesterday» which pretty much summed up pop music from the 40s to the future with each era having a song on the album. This songs unmistakeable intro of a rising synthesizer and at the crescendo, a dizzying array of layered synthesized sounds burst out of the radio at me that late spring. It started just as i got to the pharmacy and I had to turn off the car and listen to the whole thing while my sister waited digging the groove. Hypnotizing and mesmerizing, it was a watershed moment in pop history. Disco historians and critics both agree that «I Feel Love» is the birth of EDM (Electronic Dance Music), courtesy of Giorgio Moroder, Pete Bellotte and Donna Summer. Summers voice and Keith Forseys kick drum are the ONLY elements not created by a computer. Moroder had this idea for a song using oscillators to create a sonic disco experience and brought it to Summer. She said, «Giorgio brought me this popcorn track and I said What the hell is this, Giorgio?» The «popcorn» she was referring to was the 1972 single by Hot Butter, an early song that used the Moog Synthesizer to great effect that replicated the sound of popcorn popping and syncopating it with the electronic beats and bass. She finished the song «as a joke» not realizing the impact it was going to have. Summer notes that she knew the song was about the groove and that too many vocals would get in the way, so Pete Belotte wrote simple lyrics and she sang the song as if she were in a romantic reverie with her ice princess soprano and it fit perfectly. It was not considered for commercial release, and was the B side of «Cant We Sit Down And Talk It Over». DJ reaction was much stronger for the B side and Casablanca re-released the single with «I Feel Love» as the A side. Peaking at #4 disco and #6 pop in the US, it topped the UK charts for four weeks. Its influence never wavered and in 1982 Patrick Cowley, an ex-lightinh man and neophyte disco producer made a name for himself with his astonishing nearly 16 minute remix that actually improved on the original. For this version I have edited together the original 12" version, the hard to find instrumental version and finish off with Patrick Cowleys remixed version for 27 minutes of disco heaven. I spent more money trying to find a pristine vinyl copy of the Patrick Cowley remix from 1982, acquiring FIVE copies and finally found one that was crystal clear...I hope you keep with the whole trip here…
Lyrics:
I love it when you call me señorita
I wish I could pretend I didnt need ya
But every touch is ooh la la la
Its true, la la la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for you
Land in Miami
The air was hot from summer rain
Sweat dripping off me
Before I even knew her name, la la la
It felt like ooh la la la
Yeah no
Sapphire moonlight
We danced for hours in the sand
Tequila sunrise
Her body fit right in my hands, la la la
It felt like ooh la la la, yeah
I love it when you call me señorita
I wish I could pretend I didnt need you
But every touch is ooh la la la
Its true, la la la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you know I love it when you call me señorita
I wish it wasnt so damn hard to leave you
But every touch is ooh la la la
Its true, la la la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for ya
Locked in the hotel
Theres just some things that never change
You say were just friends
But friends dont know the way you taste, la la la
Cause you know its been a long time coming
Dont you let me fall
Ooh, when your lips undress me
Hooked on your tongue
Ooh love, your kiss is deadly
Dont stop
I love it when you call me señorita
I wish I could pretend I didnt need you
But every touch is ooh la la la
Its true, la la la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you know I love it when you call me señorita
I wish it wasnt so damn hard to leave ya
But every touch is ooh la la la
Its true, la la la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for you
All along Ive been coming for you
And I hope it meant something to you
Call my name, Ill be coming for you
Coming for you, coming for you, coming for you
For you (ooh, she loves it when I come)
For you
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for you