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Τώρα μπορεί να μπει στα "πολυγλωσσοτραγουδισμένα" 
Σα να το χω ακούσει (το χει πάρει το αυτί μου δηλαδή, το song) και από τον Έλβις...
Σα να το χω ακούσει (το χει πάρει το αυτί μου δηλαδή, το song) και από τον Έλβις...
Το τελευταίο (και πιο ήσυχο) τραγούδι του αριστουργηματικού καινούργιου δίσκου του Έρικ Κλάπτον. Για όσο δεν θα το έχουν πάρει χαμπάρι:
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Το πρώτο επεισόδιο της νέας σεζόν του Mad Men κλείνει με μια επιτυχία του 1964-65: οι Nashville Teens (αγγλικό, αγγλικότατο συγκρότημα) τραγουδούν το Tobacco Road. Μαθαίνω ότι οι άνθρωποι δουλεύουν ακόμα, αν κι εγώ δεν θυμάμαι να έκαναν άλλη επιτυχία. Ποιος, ας πούμε, έχει ακούσει το Google Eyes;
Μπροστά σ' αυτή τη φωνή, μόνο να σωπαίνω μπορώ. Και ν' ανατριχιάζω. 
Harp player εδώ, ο Lee Oskar.
Tobacco Road - Eric Burdon & the Animals
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Harp player εδώ, ο Lee Oskar.
Κάτσε, γιατί αυτό θέλω να το ανεβάσω εδώ και καιρό. Με τον Έρικ έχουμε τρυφερή σχέση 46 ολόκληρα χρόνια, αλλά αυτό το τραγούδι με διασκεδάζει κάθε φορά που το ακούω. Να θυμηθώ να κάνω νήμα για την payola.
Now let’s hear the story of Bo Diddley and the rock n roll scene in general
Bo Diddley was born Ellas McDaniel in a place called McComb, Missississipi, about 1926
He moved to Chicago about 1938
Where his name was eventually changed to Bo Diddley
He practised the guitar every day and sometimes into the night
Till his papa’s hair began to turn white
His Pa said "Son, listen here, I know
You can stay but that guitar has just gotta go"
So he pulled his hat down over his eyes
Headed on out for them Western Skies
I think Bob Dylan said that
He hit New York City
He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem
Good scene there, everybody raving.
One day, one night, came a Cadillac with four headlights
Came a man with a big, long, fat cigar. He said, "C’mere, son, I’m gonna make you a star"
Bo Diddley said, "Uh... what’s in it for me?"
Man said, "Shut your mouth, son, play the guitar and you just wait and see"
Well, that boy made it, he made it real big
And so did the rest of the rock n roll scene along with him
And a white guy called Johnny Otis took Bo Diddley’s rhythm
He changed it into hand-jive and it went like this:
In a little old country town one day
A little old country band began to play
Add two guitars and a beat-up saxophone
When the drummer said, boy, those cats begin to roam
Oh baby oh we oh oh
Ooh la la that rock and roll
Ya hear me ooh we oh oh
Ooh la la that rock and roll
Then in the U.S. music scene there was big changes made
Due to circumstances beyond our control such as payola
The rock n roll scene died after two years of solid rock and you got discs like, ah...
Take good care of my baby
Please don’t ever make her blue and so forth
About, ah, one year later in a place called Liverpool in England
Four young guys with mop haircuts began to sing stuff like, ah...
It’s been a hard day’s night and I’ve been working like a dog and so on
In a place called Richmond in Surrey, way down in the deep south
They got guys with long hair down their back singing
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man yeah and all that jazz
Now we’ve been doing this number, Bo Diddley, for quite some time now
Bo Diddley visited this country last year
We were playing the Club A Gogo in Newcastle, our home town,
And the doors opened one night and to our surprise walked in the man himself, Bo Diddle.
Along with him was Jerome Green, his maraca man, and the Duchess, his gorgeous sister.
And we were doing this number
Along with them came the Rolling Stones, the Mersey Beats,
They’re all standing around diggin’ it
And I overheard Bo Diddley talkin’
He turned around to Jerome Green
He said, "Hey, Jerome? What do you think these guys doin’ … our material?"
Jerome said, "Uh, where’s the bar, man? Please show me to the bar..."
He turned around to the Duchess
And he said, "Hey Duch...what do you think of these young guys doin’ our material?"
She said, "I don’t know. I only came across here to see the changin’ of the guards and all that jazz."
Well, Bo Diddley looked up and said to me, with half closed eyes and a smile,
He said "Man," took off his glasses,
He said, "Man, that sure is the biggest load of rubbish I ever heard in my life..."
Hey Bo Diddle…
Now let’s hear the story of Bo Diddley and the rock n roll scene in general
Bo Diddley was born Ellas McDaniel in a place called McComb, Missississipi, about 1926
He moved to Chicago about 1938
Where his name was eventually changed to Bo Diddley
He practised the guitar every day and sometimes into the night
Till his papa’s hair began to turn white
His Pa said "Son, listen here, I know
You can stay but that guitar has just gotta go"
So he pulled his hat down over his eyes
Headed on out for them Western Skies
I think Bob Dylan said that
He hit New York City
He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem
Good scene there, everybody raving.
One day, one night, came a Cadillac with four headlights
Came a man with a big, long, fat cigar. He said, "C’mere, son, I’m gonna make you a star"
Bo Diddley said, "Uh... what’s in it for me?"
Man said, "Shut your mouth, son, play the guitar and you just wait and see"
Well, that boy made it, he made it real big
And so did the rest of the rock n roll scene along with him
And a white guy called Johnny Otis took Bo Diddley’s rhythm
He changed it into hand-jive and it went like this:
In a little old country town one day
A little old country band began to play
Add two guitars and a beat-up saxophone
When the drummer said, boy, those cats begin to roam
Oh baby oh we oh oh
Ooh la la that rock and roll
Ya hear me ooh we oh oh
Ooh la la that rock and roll
Then in the U.S. music scene there was big changes made
Due to circumstances beyond our control such as payola
The rock n roll scene died after two years of solid rock and you got discs like, ah...
Take good care of my baby
Please don’t ever make her blue and so forth
About, ah, one year later in a place called Liverpool in England
Four young guys with mop haircuts began to sing stuff like, ah...
It’s been a hard day’s night and I’ve been working like a dog and so on
In a place called Richmond in Surrey, way down in the deep south
They got guys with long hair down their back singing
I wanna be your lover, baby, I wanna be your man yeah and all that jazz
Now we’ve been doing this number, Bo Diddley, for quite some time now
Bo Diddley visited this country last year
We were playing the Club A Gogo in Newcastle, our home town,
And the doors opened one night and to our surprise walked in the man himself, Bo Diddle.
Along with him was Jerome Green, his maraca man, and the Duchess, his gorgeous sister.
And we were doing this number
Along with them came the Rolling Stones, the Mersey Beats,
They’re all standing around diggin’ it
And I overheard Bo Diddley talkin’
He turned around to Jerome Green
He said, "Hey, Jerome? What do you think these guys doin’ … our material?"
Jerome said, "Uh, where’s the bar, man? Please show me to the bar..."
He turned around to the Duchess
And he said, "Hey Duch...what do you think of these young guys doin’ our material?"
She said, "I don’t know. I only came across here to see the changin’ of the guards and all that jazz."
Well, Bo Diddley looked up and said to me, with half closed eyes and a smile,
He said "Man," took off his glasses,
He said, "Man, that sure is the biggest load of rubbish I ever heard in my life..."
Hey Bo Diddle…