fredag 16 september 2016

Doin' the Jive

  Kvällens dansstil passar inte riktigt in i 2000-talet, tycker jag. Den har passerat sin "peak". Men musiken kan vi lyssna till, inte minst Billy Joel och "Johnny B. Goode". Dags att kicka igång Jive-stegen.


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  Inom sällskapsdans är jive en dansstil som har sitt ursprung i USA från afroamerikaner i början av 1930-talet. Den presenterades ursprungligen för allmänheten av Cab Calloway, 1934. Det är en livlig och hämningslös variant av Jitterbug, en form av Swing-dans. Källa: Wikipedia

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  William Martin Joel föddes 1949 i South Bronx i New York. Han växte upp i en judisk familj i Hicksville på Long Island i New York.
  Joel debuterade redan som femtonåring 1964 i gruppen The Echoes, som specialiserade sig på att spela brittiska coverlåtar.
  Han fick sin första hitsingel 1974 med "Piano Man", och hade sin storhetstid under det sena 1970-talet och tidiga 1980-talet med hits som "Just the Way You Are", "Tell Her About It" och "Uptown Girl". Hans album har skiftat i stil under åren från jazzinspirerad rock på albumet 52nd Street till rakare rock på albumet Glass Houses och nostalgiska tillbakablickar på skivan An Innocent Man. Efter flera års frånvaro från listorna återkom Joel 1993 med låten The River of Dreams.
  Billy Joel invaldes i Rock and Roll Hall of Fame år 1999. Källa: Wikipedia

Only the good die young, performed by Billy Joel
(Lyrics & Music: Billy Joel. Album: The Stranger. Columbia Records, 1977.)

Come out Virginia, don't let 'em wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
Aw but sooner or later it comes down to faith
Oh I might as well be the one

Well, they showed you a statue, told you to pray

They built you a temple and locked you away
Aw, but they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done
Only the good die young
That's what I said
Only the good die young
Only the good die young

You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd

We ain't too pretty we ain't too proud
We might be laughing a bit too loud
Aw but that never hurt no one

So come on Virginia show me a sign

Send up a signal and I'll throw you the line
The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind
Never let's in the sun
Darlin' only the good die young
Woah
I tell ya
Only the good die young
Only the good die young

You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation

You got a brand new soul
Mmm, and a cross of gold
But Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information
You didn't count on me
When you were counting on your rosary
(Oh woah woah)

They say there's a heaven for those who will wait

Some say it's better but I say it ain't
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints
The sinners are much more fun

You know that only the good die young

I tell ya
Only the good die young
Only the good die young

Well your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation

Aw she never cared for me
But did she ever say a prayer for me? oh woah woah

Come out come out come out Virginia don't let 'em wait

You Catholic girls start much too late
Oh sooner or later it comes down to faith
Oh I might as well be the one
You know that only the good die young

I'm telling you baby

You know that only the good die young
Only the good die young
Only the good
Only the good die young

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  Hell Freezes Over är ett album med Eagles från 1994. De fyra första spåren på albumet är nya låtar inspelade i studio medan resten är inspelade live.
  Albumtiteln syftar på ett uttalande av Don Henley från 1980. Gruppen splittrades då på grund av inre stridigheter och Henley ska ha sagt att gruppen skulle spela igen "when hell freezes over" (ung. "när det snöar i helvetet"). Före en av låtarna på skivan uttalar dock Glenn Frey "for the record we never broke up, we just took a 14 year vacation". Källa: Wikipedia

Get over it, performed by Eagles
(Lyrics & Music: Glenn Frey, Don Henley. Album: Hell freezes over. Geffen, 1994.)

I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me"
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat

Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it

You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash
But you might feel better if they gave you some cash
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight
You don't want to work; you want to live like a king
But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing

Get over it
Get over it
If you don't want to play, then you might as well split
Get over it, get over it

It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak
You're makin' the most of your losin' streak
Some call it sick, but I call it weak

You drag it around like a ball and chain
You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain
You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown
Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down
Complain about the present and blame it on the past
I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little ass

Get over it
Get over it
All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit
Get over it, get over it

Get over it
Get over it
It's gotta stop sometime, so why don't you quit
Get over it, get over it

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