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Nobody Cares
03:43
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Quiet, calm, gentle,
Take it easy,
Stop, think,
Take a deep breath
Take your time...
Nobody cares!
Soft, cool, slow,
Sentimental,
Not dumb,
Intellectual,
Squeeze your brain...
Nobody cares!
Everything seems to be so urgent,
So meaningless, out of beat.
Let’s sit and hear the music,
Life needs to be...
Serenely tasted my dear!
Read, learn, share,
Raise your own tree,
Talk, have a con-ver-sa-tion,
Say hello...
Nobody cares!
Nobody cares ‘bout letting
heart speak first…
Haste is in vain,
So get off the train…
Everything seems to be so urgent,
Meaningless, out of beat.
Hear the music all around us...
Serenely tasted, my dear!
Read, learn, share,
Raise your own tree,
Talk, have a con-ver-sa-tion,
Say hello...
Nobody cares!
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The Boswell Sisters Song
03:57
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Harmony sung in 3 voices
Why New Orleans still rejoices
Just hearing their name:
Boswell Sisters.
Mixed with Louis Armstrong’s horn
And those southern blues forlorn
They lit a lasting flame
Dropping the violin and cello
They found a spot, hot and mellow
Boswell Sisters.
All around the 20s roared
Soon they heard that “all aboard!”
And their fame just soared.
San Francisco, here we go!
Then New York called!
Radio show with Rudy Vallee
Recording songs with Dorsey Brothers
Boswells Sisters.
Changing tempo, changing keys
While their fans say more, more, please…
They sang it soft and low,
it was so mighty soon
That still all radio
was learning how to croon.
Ella Fitzgerald listened
and she said -oh, yes-
Someday I’m gonna sing that way.
Glenn Miller played with them
and he so loved their blend,
He wrote their sounds into
arrangements that he penned.
They came to Europe where
their music was the rage,
A new page for the world.
It was the 30s,
when a woman’s place was home.
And lots of fellas begged them
never more to roam.
Their songs were changin’,
turning into swing,
That was the last they’d sing.
No, no… They can’t be gone!
Still, still… Their sound lives on.
Vet, Martha and Connie,
They wrote the story.
Jazz close-harmony pioneers!
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Fishing Melodies
04:55
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I find that the sea shines differently for me today.
Today I’ve learned all that you meant, you wished to teach me.
There’s nothing more, no secret at all.
Just drifting along, the air sings your song, that blue melody.
Papers bring despair with all those lies and empty words.
Who doesn’t need someone like you, dear friend?
Your song in the air, the joy on this boat…
Come on, let the course flow on.
When he went away, he turned around and said to me
-With his old smile and all his charm, as he did always-:
“Don’t forget take care, have fun”, he used to say.
And baby that’s all, enjoy the ball, there’s nothing more.
When he said goodbye, he told me one more time...
oh, yes… -with his big smile as he did always-:
“Pease, don’t forget, you must take care.
Enjoy the ball, that’s all, nothing more.”
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Alligator Rag
04:20
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Let’s Rag! Let’s move on, the fog’s coming down.
Stand up! Wiggle on in the swamp dance.
Ev’ry creature dance!
Let’s Rag! Let’s groove on, the fog’s coming down.
Stand up! Let’s shake on with the swamp dance.
Alligator Rag!
Somebody saw through the glass
1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and 5 and 6 alligators
crawling up and down all over Frenchman Street.
The trumpet sounds “paparapa”,
The drums don’t stop. Go up to the roof!
The Spotted Cat is meowing, tasting its night snack.
Let’s Rag! Let’s move on, the fog’s coming down.
Stand up! Wiggle on in the swamp dance.
And no more circus, no!
No more peanuts, no!
Freedom and dancing in the swamp.
Throw the helm right out
and break the cranck.
Freedom and dancing in the swamp.
Indeed, the dance of our swamp
will last a thousand nights,
It was the omen of the one
who looked us straight in the eye
And finally, the long awaited...
Endless evening is here.
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Love Song Number 2
05:54
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This is love song number 2,
Shyness allowed no first,
And there will be no third
‘Cause everything is "in the air”.
This is love song number 2,
Here math doesn't work.
One and one add much more than two
When it's about me and you.
It's not about chemistry, physics nor philosophy.
I don't believe in science, only in you and me.
This is our only love song,
There will be no more.
We just have to let our thing grow warm,
You know you turn me on!
Take off our shoes,
Take off our clothes,
Big things just got started
Forget your worries,
Don’t you say sorry,
The sand's beneath your feet.
Let yourself go,
Skip the next stop.
Now it's time to reap the crop.
The hot stone under the tide,
I’m burning burning down.
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Do not you agree with me
that people are insane?
Do not you agree with me
that, like this, we’re heading nowhere?
That today we need to do something,
to change somehow, to feel home in this world.
Do not you agree with me
that together we are the key?
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Swing Saved My Life
03:14
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I was gloomy, low and sad
My world was turning upside-down
My partner had left me, I’d lost my friend…
The moment was not the best.
If you can’t handle the blues
Swing could be your refuge
So set your feelings free as a dove
Mixing harmony, rhythm and love!
Why swing? Everybody asks the same
Why swing? Tell me, why?
If you’re not American, what is the thing?
Swing saved my life,
Its beat brought the light,
‘Cause I feel this bouncing music
came to me just in time,
And it was a perfect way
to put bright energy in my days.
Swing saved my life,
And only I know how.
Swing is the medicine that I love to share,
I’ll keep singing and dancing until the end.
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Back To Square One
04:07
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Oh can’t you see this
isn’t working as before?
Wherever life takes us
we’re never ready to go.
How long can you wait
for a change that never comes?
Just let it go.
It might be time to move on.
Wasn’t it worth it that time
we spent together?
I’ll keep how special you made me feel.
Yes, we are brave
‘cause we share our emotions.
Don’t be afraid of starting over again.
So, no regrets,
Isn’t it great to be in love?
Living in a film, waiting for a kiss...
Everything was real,
but the story has long gone.
Let’s say farewell.
Now we’ll be better alone.
Wasn’t it worth the time,
that time we spent together.
It was really great how you made me feel.
We’re brave ‘cause we share our emotions,
It’s time to start all over again.
So, no regrets,
Is it not a thrill to be in love?
Living in a film, waiting for a kiss...
I know that everything was real,
but the story has long gone.
Let’s say farewell,
now we’ll be better alone.
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It’s The Girl
03:17
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It isn't the paddle, it's not the canoe,
It isn't the river or skies that are blue,
It isn't the love dreams
that bring joy to you,
It's the girl, oh, it's the girl!
It isn't the Brooklyn that you
always wandered to,
It isn't the mountain flowers
or the mornin' dew,
It isn't the love nest
that brings love to you…
It's the girl that makes you happy
and it's the girl that makes you blue!
You up and down men,
What a lonely world would be without them!
It isn't the songbirds,
the song that they sing,
It isn't the sunshine
that makes you like Spring,
So what is this magic
that makes all the thing?
It's the girl, oh, it's the girl!
Some folks need atmosphere
when they're makin' love,
They say mother nature makes love grand!
Still, lovers will complain
that they need a shove,
If you're a Romeo, you'll understand!
It isn't the paddle, it's not the canoe,
It isn't the river or skies that are blue,
It isn't the love beams that bring joy to you,
Wherever you go, whatever you do...
It's the girl!
It isn't the Brooklyn that you always
wandered to,
It isn't the mountains,
the flowers or the mornin' dew,
It isn't the love nest that brings love to you,
It's the girl, it's the girl!
It's not the places you go,
It's not the crowd,
It's not the folks you know,
So listen while I shout out loud!
Ba-ba-dam-bah-ba-dah, ba-dam-bam-bam,
Ba-ba-ba-dah, ba-dam-bam-bam,
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba… IT’S THE GIRL!
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At The End Of The Day
04:16
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Today’s been one of those days,
Struggling to stay on the way,
Trying to weather the storm without going mad.
But something makes me think,
No matter what I do,
That things are just things,
What really matters is you.
At the end of the day
when I’m lying in my bed,
When I fear my world
is gradually turning gray,
If I think everything
is certainly growing mean,
I feel like I’m drowning
in a muddy quicksand pit.
Then is when, then is when,
I turn around and see you there.
The sunlight comes to warm and clarify.
Then I realize, I’m happy as a child,
‘Cause I have you by my side
With you my worries go by.
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O Sister!: The New Jazz Age
1920s-30s dixie and swing from Seville
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