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One unknown singer songwriter, a top studio rhythm section (Booker T and the MGs, the Meters), some heavy hitter session guitarists (Larry Carlton, Jeff Beck, G
Take one unknown singer songwriter, add a top studio rhythm section (Booker T and the MGs, the Meters, the Funk Brothers), some heavy hitter session guitarists (Larry Carlton, Jeff Beck, Graham Coxon) and electronica savvy producers (Chris Walla, Ben Watt, Brian Eno) and you have Dance Music for Grownups, the new album from Washington DC's Ram Sadasiv.
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Peak #290
Peak in subgenre #47
Author
Ram Sadasiv
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2007
Uploaded
July 17, 2007
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MP3 1.0 MB 128 kbps 1:04
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The sun Scatters through the blinds Covers twist Into a tie that binds The breakfast nook, Where she cries and smokes Looking past Curtains and plants. D. you know I hate it when you go. Staring out Over the street below. Why don’t you come Lie in the sun Of Ibiza? And we live Between the taxi and the plane And we love A love which has no name And we cry Teardrops in the rain Till we find The thread of life again In the cab The street scenes going by Downtown address He tips the cab a five Flash his badge The receptionist she smiles And he walks Back into the cubes Version five Are we going to ship? I don’t know I think it’s going to slip. By the fall? He looks up at the timeline On the wall. D., it’s not going well. Let me know How it goes And be sure You bring version four. Cause it’s good Only if it works And I don’t need To be hammered any more. And we live Between the taxi and the plane And we love A love which has no name And we cry Teardrops in the rain Till we find The thread of life again. Niccolo, Bambino mio Questo fai? I’m doing fine. Dove vai? Prendo un café. Veni, veni I need to talk to you. So Niccolo, Have you seen Levi? He has dropped out, I don’t know where he moved You, you thrive, I see it in your eyes But for Vai, The atmopshere, this air… Mr. D. You know it’s not the air I know I know Speed and crystal meth I may be blind, But I still can see He should leave, Come lie in the sun Of Ibiza. And we live Between the taxi and the plane And we love A love which has no name And we cry Teardrops in the rain Till we find The thread of life again Dance is a beat Of ecstasy Rock is a sound Of needs unmet. Pop: melody And unity. Jazz: harmony And regret. So when Emotions cannot fit Put them away For another day. With each song Check the baggage You carry along Maybe this one is it. Si senor? I fly out to Madrid. And then on? On to Ibiza. You check? Si, the baggage It comes with me To the sun Of Ibiza. And we live Between the taxi and the plane And we love A love which has no name And we cry Teardrops in the rain Till we find The thread of life again.
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