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The Midnight Rambler

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  1. Wayne Bridge is a bit of a wet lettuce.

     

    John Terry couldn't wait to see Frankie when he heard Wayne was on the show.

     

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    Remember when he was on 1 gazillion dollars a month at Citeh. And he played for Chelsea and England, he was fucking bang average at best. And then he got to Smash Frankie. Luckiest cunt on planet earth.

  2. I fucking hated Babylon the year it came out, you couldn't escape the cunt. It was not till a few years later that I twigged the line about marching powder that I realised it's a damn good song. Also 'this years love' makes me want to do a cry.

  3. Great songwriter. Just when you think he's gone a bit middle of the road, he can produce songs like Dakota, Indian Summer etc.. Like most people, I was a huge fan from word gets around & Performance & Cocktails and then kinda faded away a tad. Seen them a few times but last time I got to see them was at Cardiff city stadium, you'd struggle to get a better atmosphere at a home coming gig (it's kind of a home coming)

     

    Discovered this again on holiday and listened to it on repeat floating on a lilo for two weeks

     

     

    https://youtu.be/5f13jrjaeikY

  4. Let's just post the rest..

     

    I married Isis on the fifth day of May

    But I could not hold on to her very long

    So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away

    For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.

     

    I came to a high place of darkness and light

    The dividing line ran through the center of town

    I hitched up my pony to a post on the right

    Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.

     

    A man in the corner approached me for a match

    I knew right away he was not ordinary

    He said "Are you looking for something easy to catch ?"

    I said "I got no money". He said "That ain't necessary".

     

    We set out that night for the cold in the North

    I gave him my blanket he gave me his word

    I said "Where are we going ?" He said "We'd be back by the fourth"

    I said "That's the best new that I've ever heard".

     

    I was thinking about turquoise I was thinking about gold

    I was thinking about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace

    As we rode through the canyons through the devilish cold

    I was thinking about Isis how she thought I was so reckless.

     

    How she told me that one day we meet up again

    And things would be different the next time we wed

    If I only could hang on and just be her friend

    I still can't remember all the best things she said.

     

    We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice

    He said "There's a body I'm trying to find

    If I carry it out it'll bring a good prize"

    It was then that I knew what he had on his mind.

     

    The wind it was howling and the snow was outrageous

    We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn

    When he died I was hoping that it wasn't contagious

    But I made up my mind that I had to go on.

    I broke into the tomb but the casket was empty

    There was no jewels no nothing I felt I'd been had

    When I saw that my partner was just being friendly

    When I took up his offer I must-a been mad.

     

    I picked up his body and I dragged him inside

    Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover

    I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied

    Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her.

     

    She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise

    Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed

    I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes

    I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead.

     

    She said "Where ya been ?" I said "No place special ?"

    She said "You look different" I said "Well I guess"

    She said "You been gone" I said "That's only natural"

    She said "You gonna stay ?" I said "If you want me to, Yeah ".

     

    Isis oh Isis you mystical child

    What drives me to you is what drives me insane

    I still can remember the way that you smiled

    On the fifth day of May in the drizzling rain.

     

    I've tried to work out if there's a underlying meaning to the song? But my guess it's just some batshit dream he put to paper? Wish I dreamt like Bob.

     

    Heard a interview with Springsteen on Radio 6 today where he could only choose one album to listen to for the rest of his life and he chose Highway 61.

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  5. Same as YouTube, click on link to send as a message, then just copy and paste.

     

    I think I originally saw that clip on a BBC4 doc on the blues?! Not many people get to tell Keith to pipe the fuck down.

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