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31-08-1945 : Van Morrison
29-06-1947 : Eric Wrixon
26-11-1944 : Alan Henderson
01-01-1948 : Raymond Sweetman
………..1937 : Ronnie Millings
24-07-1944 : Jim Armstrong…
di Flowers
THE KILLERS
When there’s nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son?
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know, no you don’t, you don’t
I wanna shine on, in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand
Another head aches, another heart breaks
I’m so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no
Help me out, yeah
You know you gotta help me out, yeah
Oh, don’t you put me on the back burner
You know you gotta help me out, yeah
And when there’s nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son?
These changes ain’t changing me
The cold hearted boy I used to be…
Nasce a Carpi Paolo Lancellotti, batterietsa dei NOMADI fino al 1990.
Nasce a Londra Florence Welch cantante e fondatrice dei FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE.
di Hayward
MOODY BLUES
Oh, I’ve been thinking ‘bout our fortune
And I’ve decided that we’re really not to blame
For the love that’s deep inside us now is still the same
And the sounds we make together
Is the music to the story in your eyes
It’s been shining down upon me now, I realize
Listen to the tide slowly turning
Wash all our heartaches away
We’re part of the fire that is burning
And from the ashes we can build another day
Oh, I’m frightened for your children
And the life that we are living is in vain
And the sunshine we’ve been waiting for will turn to rain
Listen to the tide slowly turning
Wash all our heartaches away
We’re part of the fire that is burning
And from the ashes we can build another day…
Nasce a Edimburgo la cantante e chitarrista dei GARBAGE Shirley Manson.
03-08-1967 : Skin
30-03-1967 : Martin Kent
28-05-1970 : Mark Richardson
01-09-1960 : Richard Cass Lewis
05-12-1959 : Robbie France…
di Springsteen
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
In the day, we sweat it out on the streets
Of a runaway American dream
At night, we ride through mansions of glory
In suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on Highway 9
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin’ out over the line
Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back
It’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we’re young
‘Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Yes, girl, we were
Wendy let me in, I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs ‘round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We’ll run till we drop, baby we’ll never go back
Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire?
‘Cause baby I’m just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I want to know if love is wild, babe
I want to know if love is real
Oh, can you show me?…