Jethro Tull - Budapest 637 izlenme - 3 yıl önce İngiliz Rock grubu Jethro Tull'ın 1987 çıkışlı Crest of a Knave albümünden Budapest adlı şarkı. Sözleri: I think she was a middle-distance runner... (the translation wasn't clear). Could be a budding stately hero. International competition in a year. She was a good enough reason for a party... (well, you couldn't keep up on a hard track mile) while she ran a perfect circle. And she wore a perfect smile in Budapest... hot night in Budapest. We had to cozzy up in the old gymnasium... dusting off the mandolins and checking on the gear. She was helping out at the back-stage... stopping hearts and chilling beer. Yes, and her legs went on for ever. Like staring up at infinity through a wisp of cotton panty along a skin of satin sea. Hot night in Budapest. You could cut the heat, peel it back with the wrong side of a knife. Feel it blowing from the sidefills. Feel like you were playing for your life (if not the money). Hot night in Budapest. She bent down to fill the ice box and stuffed some more warm white wine in like some weird unearthly vision wearing only T-shirt, pants and skin. You know, it rippled, just a hint of muscle. But the boys and me were heading west so we left her to the late crew and a hot night in Budapest. It was a hot night in Budapest. She didn't speak much English language... (she didn't speak much anyway). She wouldn't make love, but she could make good sandwich and she poured sweet wine before we played. Hey, Budapest, cha, cha, cha. Let's watch her now. I thought I saw her at the late night restaurant. She would have sent blue shivers down the wall. But she didn't grace our table. In fact, she wasn't there at all. Yes, and her legs went on forever. Like staring up at infinity. Her heart was spinning to the west-lands and she didn't care to be that night in Budapest. Hot night in Budapest.
Memories From Jethro Tull Concert İn Istanbul 360 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Jethro Tull İstanbul Konseri ilk konseri 1991'den hatıralar. Grubun ilk konseri ve ülkede gerçekleşen en büyük rock konseri olduğu için çok heyecanlıydık.
jethro tull - bouree 465 izlenme - 5 yıl önce
jethro tull greensleeve 363 izlenme - 5 yıl önce
Ian Anderson & Frankfurt Filormoni Orkestrası - Pavane (2005) 154 izlenme - 2 yıl önce Yan flütün Santana'sı, yaşayan efsane Ian Anderson'ın, Gabriel Fauré'nin başyapıtı Pavane'i, Franfurt Filarmoni Orkestrasıyla birlikte yorumladığı muhteşem performans. Kendi müzik grubu Jethro Tull'dan dinlemek isteyenlere; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7bgleCRikk Sitedeki diğer Pavane performansları; http://alkislarlayasiyorum.com/icerik/96383/pavane-op-50 http://alkislarlayasiyorum.com/icerik/34312/gabriel-faure-pavane http://alkislarlayasiyorum.com/icerik/53192/gurol-agirbas-pavane
jethro tull - cheap day return mother goose 235 izlenme - 5 yıl önce ın my opinion these tracks belong together like "jethro" and "tull"... what do you think? please comment! lyrics cdr on preston platform do your soft shoe shuffle dance. brush away the cigarette ash that's falling down your pants. and then you sadly wonder does the nurse treat your old man the way she should. she made you tea asked for your autograph -- what a laugh. mg as ı did walk by hampstead fair ı came upon mother goose -- so ı turned her loose -- she was screaming. and a foreign stud
Okey Faciası 434 izlenme - 7 yıl önce burak & can arkadasımızın bir dahaki olası laflarına karşı önlem..
jethro tull - thick as a brick -lp b yüzü-bölüm 2 320 izlenme - 6 yıl önce 1972 yılı lp yim jethro tull dan "thich as a brick" "bir tuğla gibi kalın" lp yin iki yüzü tek bir şarkı 40 yıllık halen ilk günkü zevkle dinliyorum. ....bölüm 2 lp b yüzü dinleyebilirsiniz.
jethro tull - thick as a brick-lp a yüzü- bölüm 1 335 izlenme - 6 yıl önce 1972 yılı lp yimi jethro tull dan "thich as a brick" "bir tuğla gibi kalın" lp yin iki yüzü tek bir şarkı...bölüm 1 lp a yüzü dinleyebilirsiniz.bölüm 2 lp yin b yüzünde dinleyebilirsiniz.
Iron Maiden - Cross Eyed Mary (Jethro Tull Cover) 52 izlenme - 1 yıl önce Who would be a poor man a beggerman, a thief if he had a rich man in his hand Who would steal the candy from a laughing baby`s mouth if he could take it from the money man Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again She signs no contract but she always plays the game She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel and the jack knife barber drops her off at school Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys would rather make it with a letching gray Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung who watches through the railings as they play Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along. She`s a poor man`s rich girl and she`ll do it for a song She`s a rich man`s stealer but her favour`s good and strong She`s the Robin Hood of Highgate helps the poor man get along
jethro tull- paradise steakhouse 162 izlenme - 5 yıl önce ı'd like to take you to the edge of every morning on a magic eiderdown to a window chair ın the paradise steakhouse where there's a cup of silver coffee steaming chrome reflections from the mist in your hair try not to watch me try not to watch me just call me after darkfall call me after darkfall ı'll bring a whip to sow my seed on your land ın the paradise steakhouse there's a cup of silver coffee a sheath of steel so you may hold my sword in your hand ı'll cut you divide you ınto tender
Aqualung - Jethro Tull Anderson 59 izlenme - 2 yıl önce Aqualung (Jethro Tull) (Anderson) version by Joseph Ferrante
Jethro Tull - Summerday Sands 1 izlenme - 1 hafta önce Şarkı Sözleri: I once met a girl with the life in her hands and we lay together on the summerday sands. I gave her my raincoat and told her, "Lady, be good!'' And we made truth together, where no one else would. I smiled through her fingers and ran the dust through her hands, the hour-glass of reason on the summerday sands. We sat as the sea caught fire. Waited as the flames grew higher in her eyes, in her eyes. We watched the eagle born wings clipped, tail feathers shorn, but we saw him rise, we saw him rise over summerday sands. Came the ten o'clock curfew. She said, "I must start my car. I'm staying with someone I met last night in a bar.'' I called from my wave top:"At least tell me your name!'' She smiled from her wheelspin and said, "It's all the same.'' I thought for a minute, jumped back on dry land left one set of footprints on the summerday sands. I once met a girl with the life in her hands and we lied together on the summerday sands.
Jethrotull`un İlk Türkiye Konseri Haberi 47 izlenme - 3 yıl önce JethroTull`un İlk Türkiye Konseri Haberi ve Ian Anderson söyleşisi
Jethro Tull - Bouree 21 izlenme - 1 yıl önce Yan flütün kralı, yaşayan efsane Ian Anderson'un Bach - Bouree performansını izleyeceğiz. Kendisi geçtiğimiz senelerde Türkiye'ye gelmişti. İnşallah tekrar gelir de toplaşıp hep beraber gideriz. Bu adamı dünya gözüyle görmeden ölmeyelim. İyi seyirler.
Jethro Tull - Living In The Past 33 izlenme - 2 yıl önce Efsanevi grup Jethro Tull ın 1969 tarih çıkışlı bol reklamlarda filmlerinde kullanılan parçası.Ian Anderson performansı göz dolduruyor.
Jethro Tull - A Song For Jeffrey 20 izlenme - 1 yıl önce Jethro Tull'un 1968 yıllı ilk albümleri olan This Was'dan 9 nolu şarkı. Grubu ve bu tarzı sevenler için, grubun kelimeleri kifayetsiz bırakacak güzellikte olan şarkılarından biri. Ayrıca The Rolling Stones Rock and Roll Circus adlı filmde de grup üyeleri tarafından seslendirilmiştir.
Jethro Tull - Aqualung 1 izlenme - 4 hafta önce Jethro Tull - Aqualung Şarkı sözleri: Sitting on the park bench -- eyeing little girls with bad intent. Snot is running down his nose -- greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Aqualung Drying in the cold sun -- Watching as the frilly panties run. Aqualung Feeling like a dead duck -- spitting out pieces of his broken luck. Whoa, aqualung Sun streaking cold -- an old man wandering lonely. Taking time the only way he knows. Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog-end -- he goes down to the bog and warms his feet. Feeling alone -- the army's up the road salvation a la mode and a cup of tea. Aqualung my friend -- don't you start away uneasy you poor old sod, you see, it's only me. Do you still remember The December's foggy freeze -- when the ice that clings on to your beard was screaming agony. And you snatch your rattling last breaths with deep-sea-diver sounds, and the flowers bloom like madness in the spring.
Jethro Tull - Thick As A Brick Full 1 izlenme - 4 hafta önce Jethro Tull - Thick as a Brick Full Şarkı Sözleri: Really don't mind if you sit this one out. My words but a whisper your deafness a SHOUT. I may make you feel but I can't make you think. Your sperm's in the gutter your love's in the sink. So you ride yourselves over the fields and you make all your animal deals and your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick. And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction the moral melee. The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way. But your new shoes are worn at the heels and your suntan does rapidly peel and your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick. And the love that I feel is so far away: I'm a bad dream that I just had today and you shake your head and say it's a shame. Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth. Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth. Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song. See there! A son is born and we pronounce him fit to fight. There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night. We'll make a man of him, put him to trade teach him to play Monopoly and how to sing in the rain. The Poet and the Painter casting shadows on the water as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea. The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed. The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling but the master of the house is far away. The horses stamping, their warm breath clouding in the sharp and frosty morning of the day. And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword. And the youngest of the family is moving with authority. Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside. The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea: the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need. The young men of the household have all gone into service and are not to be expected for a year. The innocent young master - thoughts moving ever faster - has formed the plan to change the man he seems. And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword. And the oldest of the family is moving with authority. Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run. What do you do when the old man's gone - do you want to be him? And your real self sings the song. Do you want to free him? No one to help you get up steam and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam. LATER. I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways. My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed. So come on all you criminals! I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man twenty years too late. Your bread and water's going cold. Your hair is too short and neat. I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me. You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone, you meet the stares, you're unaware that your doings aren't done. And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be. But how are we supposed to see where we should run? I see you shuffle in the courtroom with your rings upon your fingers and your downy little sidies and your silver-buckle shoes. Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol who lets you bend the rules. So! Come on ye childhood heroes! Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books your super crooks and show us all the way. Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you? Join your local government. We'll have Superman for president let Robin save the day. You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time. The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line. And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars. And you wonder who to call on. So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday? And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though? They're all resting down in Cornwall writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.