chevy93 schreef:
De grootste verrassing deze editie is toch wel het succes van Kate. Heeft voor zover ik weet ook altijd bovenin meegedaan. Om uiteindelijk dus van de 32e plek vorig jaar dit jaar in de top 10 te belanden.

Cured schreef:
Van de top 20 tot dusver heb ik er 9 in bezit; gaat nog wel stijgen. Ach, aan de andere kant zullen er veel muziekliefhebbers hier ook wel zulke cijfers hebben.

ClassicProgRock1 schreef:


Ik heb er vier, de beide Stones, The Doors en Pink Floyd.

The rangers had a homecoming in Harlem late last night
And the magic rat drove his sleek machine over the jersey state line
Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a dodge
Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
The rat pulls into town rolls up his pants
Together they take a stab at romance and disappear down flamingo lane

Well the maximum lawman run down flamingo chasing the rat and the barefoot girl
And the kids round here look just like shadows always quiet, holding hands
From the churches to the jails tonight all is silence in the world
As we take our stand down in jungleland

The sea was red and the sky was grey,
Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
As the children of the sun began to awake.

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.
Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.

Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and t.v.'s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people

Did she wake you up to tell you that
It was only a change of plan?
Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup
With the promise of a man.

Will I see you give more than I can take?
Will I only harvest some?
As the days fly past will we lose our grasp
Or fuse it in the sun?

This is the room, the start of it all,
Through childhood, through youth, I remember it all,
Oh, I've seen the nights filled with bloodsport and pain,
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained.

Where will it end?

You'll never get away,
From the sound,
Of the woman that loves you.

I'll follow you down,
'Till the sound of my voice,
Will haunt you.

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Cured schreef:
Mmm...wel wat een stoffig lijstje.

chevy93 schreef:
Ik denk ook niet dat iemand kan ontkennen dat Pink Floyd geen terechte winnaar is.[/i]

Rudi S schreef:


Ach ,de Pink Floyd fanclub heeft (mede gezien het vervolg) zijn best gedaan.