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Free MP3s - Free MP3 - Free Music Download - ALL FOR FREE MUSIC - All Original Songs - Totally Legal Music Download - like Bob Dylan back on speed (well nearly
Download The Nasty Angels CD FREE FREE FREE from Prosity Records: Go on go on go on go on - go there and download music for free We are based in Newcastle Upon Tyne (North East England) and are often found hanging around open mic nights............The Earl Grey in Gosforth on a Sunday Evening (A Paul Jackson Spectacular), The Carriage - Jesmond on a Wednesday (this is run by The Runwells - the best band around in the whole universe) and a Sunday (The Dharma Banana - stalwarts of The Newcastle original music scene). If you'd like to hear more of the stuff we knock out, raw songs and the band practising, then have a look at the "music", please do. Bob Dylan is my top artist of all time and no-one will ever top Bringing It All Back Home, Highway 61 Revisited and Blonde on Blonde (all in one year man !) - not in my opinion anyway. If you have a different opinion you are welcome to it - but you are wrong ! I also love the songs of Morrissey (maybe it's because I'm from Manchester - where the King is Denis Law........) and Shane MacGowan. The Ian Siegal Band (www.iansiegal.com) are the gig I most enjoy these days - ALWAYS get to see them if you get chance. Mark Sandman and Morphine are a constant source of inspiration - love the sound they have. I have been involved with local bands since about 1978 and in all honesty, they have not amounted to very much and I conclude I am a slow learner - however - after a short but enjoyable spell trying to play drums in a friends band I realised that I enjoyed working on original material. I got 3 albums out on Prosity Records (www.prosity.blogspot.com) thanks to the legendary Dan Tindall an all time great pioneer of low cost Hi-Fi and original acoustic music - the music is FREE; some people seem to prefer paying lottsa money for shitbox albums by industry performers - my advice "do like Bob says - when you see a crowd go the other way !" and go to Prosity (well Bob didbn't say that last bit but I'm sure he would approve)
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Rock • Folk Rock
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Peak #476
Peak in subgenre #55
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A Neckender
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ANeckender Music
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December 03, 2006
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MP3 5.5 MB • 128 kbps • 5:57
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I saw your ghost under a streetlight In the slant of November rain And I saw your Ford Cortina E Parked outside the house in Church Lane These are the minor pages of history But we both returned tonight In the butcher’s window The dead sheep’s heads stared Sentries of the other world - on duty They were told to be aware But when I said I was lonely They looked the other way and let me go And I flew over a football Park Edgeley Park And then the dirty old Canal And in the rainy dark I followed a steam train right up the hill Marple Hill And outside of the Romiley Arms There were lights reflected wet I jumped into your car Couldn’t find out where you are I saw the light of the white star But I wasn’t ready yet I took a train in the rain Over the viaduct Steel wheels and rails Everywhere I looked I picked up your trail This death was not in vain And I flew over the steelworks And slid through furnace light Listened to all the jokes Of the men who were working nights I didn’t know I could return so far To things I thought I’d forget I strummed your old guitar Played a round of golf in level par I saw the light of the white star But I wasn’t ready yet The red hot snakes with spark tongues The winter nights were sooooooooo long That was a life that is long gone But you are still the one I sat down on a pile of sand On a building site Wanted to be one of the hodmen Working late on a summer’s night Electricity sang in a pylon Songs I didn’t understand And I flew over satanic mills My mind was panic filled (I’m taking panic pills) Swooped over all the hills Listened when the winds were still I tried the distant shores Places you always wanted to get I stood outside your door I called your name once more I saw the light of the white star But I wasn’t ready yet
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