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Jeff Beck - This is a Song for Miss Hedy Lamarr (ft and Johnny Depp)

best guitarist ever

R.I.P.

Nascimento: 24 de junho de 1944

Falecimento: 10 de janeiro de 2023

Prodígio da guitarra, foi um dos expoentes da cena ‘rhythm and blues’, e ‘british beat’ nascida na Inglaterra da primeira metade dos anos 60. Fez parte da mesma geração de Eric Clapton, que veio a substituir nos Yardbirds, e Jimmy Page, que tomou o seu lugar na mesma banda, uma ‘santíssima trindade’ que influenciaria o rock desde então. Morreu esta semana, aos 78 anos. Há alguns anos, olhava para trás: “Dou graças pelo que tenho. Estive sempre do lado dos meus instintos”

in EXPRESSO:

https://expresso.pt/blitz/2023-01-12-Jeff-Beck--1944-2023--o-guitarrista-que-as-estrelas-admiravam-Nunca-quis-ser-famoso.-Ja-fui-famoso-que-chegue-435bbaf1

Esse irrequieto e volátil Deus da guitarra chamado Jeff Beck (1944-2023)

No tempo em que as guitarras reinavam sobre a Terra, foi estrela maior. Começou pelo blues, mas os seus interesses levaram-no ao jazz, à soul, à electrónica. Tudo tocou e todos foram tocados por ele.

in PUBLICO:

https://www.publico.pt/2023/01/11/culturaipsilon/noticia/morreu-guitarrista-jeff-beck-2034709

Led Zeppelin - Stairway To Heaven (Live HD)

***** music masterpiece *****

Lyrics

"Stairway To Heaven"

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

[4K] The Eagles - "Hotel California" (Live)

The Eagles - "Hotel California"

Live At the Capital Center (1977)

***** music masterpiece *****

Lyrics

"Hotel California"

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night.

There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
'This could be heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say"

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face.
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said, 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
'Relax' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'

Suzi Quatro - 48 Crash

best 70´s

Smokie & Suzi Quatro - Stumblin in...

best version

best 70's

Roger Hodgson - Take The Long Way Home

best 70's

(From "Take The Long Way Home" DVD)

Roger Hodgson is the voice of Supertramp. Co-founding the band in 1969, he was the lead singer and writer of nearly all their hits throughout the bands heyday in the seventies and early eighties. Since leaving Supertramp in 1983 he has had a series of critically acclaimed and successful solo albums and come through a major accident in the late eighties that threatened his entire career. A new Supertramp best of Retrospectacle was released in 2006 and has sold over 600,000 copies in the UK alone. This DVD, the first live release from either Roger or Supertramp, was filmed in Montreal and catches Roger Hodgson at his very best.

Bob Dylan - Blowing in the wind

Bob Dylan en Bangladesh en 1971 / A concert in Bangladesh Bob Dylan

best 60-70's

Roger Hodgson (Supertramp) - Dreamer

Roger Hodgson, ex-vocalista e compositor do Supertramp,

apresentando ao vivo de 2004 o hit "Dreamer" editado em 1974.

(live 2004) HD

best song ever!

Roger Hodgson (Supertramp) - Dreamer 2004
Released 1974

Best 70's

Peter Frampton - Do You Feel Like We Do

Midnight Special (1975)

Best70s

BestGuitarPlayers

Suzi Quatro - 48 Crash

Best 70s

Terry Jacks - Seasons In The Sun

A Great song, forever...
Uma grande canção, para sempre...

Terry Jacks - Seasons In The Sun

Lyrics (1974):

Goodbye to you my trusted friend
We've known each other since we were nine or ten
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend it's hard to die
When all the bird's are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Pretty girls are everywhere
Think of me and I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time.
Goodbye Papa, please pray for me
I was the black sheep of the family
You tried to teach me right from wrong
Too much wine and too much song
Wonder how I got along.
Goodbye Papa, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
Little children everywhere
When you see them I'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone.
Goodbye Michelle, my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time when I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye Michelle, it's hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the stars we could reach
Were just starfish on the beach.
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the wine and the song
Like the seasons have all gone
All our lives we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time

Bob Seger - Still The Same

Bob Seger - Still The Same (Live '78)

A CLASSIC OF THE BEST FOLK/ROCK

Um clássico do melhor Folk / Rock

Genesis - the Carpet Crawlers

uma das melhores canções de sempre

one of the best songs ever... Live!

Genesis - Düsseldorf 2007 - Carpet crawlers

Moody Blues - Question

- Royal Albert Hall

Lyrics: Moody Blues - Question

Why do we never get an answer
When were knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.

Its where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in its greed.

Why do we never get an answer
When were knocking at the door?
Because the truth is hard to swallow
Thats what the wall of love is for.

Its not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
Its more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be.

And when you stop and think about it
You wont believe its true.
That all the love youve been giving
Has all been meant for you.

Im looking for someone to change my life.
Im looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what its done to me
To lose the the love I knew
Could safely lead me through.

Between the silence of the mountains
And the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And shes waiting there for me.

But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose.

Im looking for someone to change my life.
Im looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what its done to me
To lose the the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew.
To learn as we grow old
The secrets of our souls.

Its not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
Its more the way you really mean it
When you tell me what will be.

Why do we never get an answer
When were knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.

Its where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in its greed.

Why do we never get an answer
When were knocking at the door?