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Uriah Heep
July Morning
Ãðóïïå óäàëîñü ñîçäàòü íåìàëî òàëàíòëèâûõ è ïî-íàñòîÿùåìó êðàñèâûõ ïåñåí. Â ðÿäó õèòîâ áåçóñëîâíîå ïåðâåíñòâî ïðèíàäëåæèò 10-ìèíóòíîé êîìïîçèöèè «July Morning» («Èþëüñêîå óòðî»).

Îñíîâíûì êîìïîçèòîðîì ãðóïïû áûë êëàâèøíèê Êåí Õåíñëè. Èìåííî åìó ïðèíàäëåæèò ïîäàâëÿþùåå áîëüøèíñòâî «çîëîòûõ» õèòîâ URIAH HEEP, â òîì ÷èñëå è îñíîâíàÿ ìåëîäè÷åñêàÿ ëèíèÿ «Èþëüñêîãî óòðà».
Ïåñíÿ ðîäèëàñü ïðÿìî âî âðåìÿ ðåïåòèöèè è áûëà, ïî ñóòè, «ñêëååíà» èç òðåõ ðàçíûõ çàãîòîâîê.
Ïåñíÿ «July Morning»
ïåðâîíà÷àëüíî áûëà ñî÷èíåíà òîëüêî ïîä àêóñòè÷åñêóþ ãèòàðó. Ýòî ïðîèçîøëî â êîíöå äíÿ, êîãäà ãðóïïà çàêàí÷èâàëà ðåïåòèðîâàòü. Ïîòîì ïîäêëþ÷èëèñü îñòàëüíûå ìóçûêàíòû, è ïåñíÿ îáðåëà ñâîþ ïëîòü è êðîâü.Íåæíîå îðãàííîå âñòóïëåíèå, ïîõîæåå íà ïåðâûå ëó÷è ñîëíöà, ïîñòåïåííî íàïîëíÿåòñÿ çâóêàìè äðóãèõ èíñòðóìåíòîâ è, ðàçâèâàÿñü, ïðèîáðåòàåò ïîèñòèíå äðàìàòè÷åñêèé íàêàë. Âîêàëèñò è àâòîð òåêñòà ïåñíè Äýâèä Áàéðîí ïðîíçèòåëüíûì ôàëüöåòîì ïîåò î ïîèñêàõ ëþáâè è ïðèõîäå óòðà ïîñëå ãðîçîâîé íî÷è.
 ìóçûêå ñîðåâíóþòñÿ òðè èíñòðóìåíòà – ãèòàðà Ìèêà Áîêñà, «Hammond» Êåíà Õåíñëè è ñèíòåçàòîð «Moog» Ìàíôðåäà Ìýííà, ñïåöèàëüíî ïðèãëàøåííîãî íà çàïèñü ñî ñâîèì ðåäêèì è äîðîãèì ïî òåì âðåìåíàì èíñòðóìåíòîì. Òðåâîæíîå íàñòóïàòåëüíîå ãèòàðíîå ñîëî, âîçìîæíî, íåñêîëüêî çàòÿíóòî, íî òîãäà òàêèå äîëãèå èíñòðóìåíòàëû áûëè â ìîäå.
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There I was on a July morning Looking for love With the strength Of a new day dawning And the beautiful sun At the sound Of the first bird singing I was leaving for home With the storm And the night behind me And a road of my own With the day came the resolution I'll be looking for you La la la la ... I was looking for love In the strangest places Wasn't a stone That I left unturned Must have tried more Than a thousand faces But not one was aware Of the fire that burned In my heart, in my mind, in my soul La la la la ... There I was on a July morning I was looking for love With the strength Of a new day dawning And the beautiful sun And at the sound Of the first bird singing I was leaving for home With the storm And the night behind me Yeah, and a road of my own |
ß áûë òàì èþëüñêèì óòðîì, È ÿ èñêàë ëþáîâü, Ñèëüíóþ, Êàê çàðîæäåíèå íîâîãî äíÿ, È âåëèêîëåïíóþ, ïîäîáíî ñîëíöó. È ëèøü ñ ïåíèåì ïåðâûõ óòðåííèõ ïòèö ß îòïðàâëÿëñÿ äîìîé, Îñòàâëÿÿ ãðîçó, áóøåâàâøóþ â íî÷íîé äàëè, ß øåë ñâîåé äîðîãîé. Íàñòóïèë äåíü, è ÿ îñîçíàë, ×òî äîëæåí íàéòè òåáÿ. Ëà ëà ëà ëà... ß èñêàë ëþáîâü  ñàìûõ óäèâèòåëüíûõ ìåñòàõ, ß ïåðåâåðíóë òàì Êàæäûé êàìåíü, ß âãëÿäûâàëñÿ  òûñÿ÷è ëèö, Íî íèêîìó èç íèõ áûë íåâåäîì Òîò îãîíü, ÷òî ïûëàåò  ìîåì ñåðäöå, â ïàìÿòè, è â äóøå... Ëà ëà ëà ëà... ß áûë òàì èþëüñêèì óòðîì, È ÿ èñêàë ëþáîâü, Ñèëüíóþ, Êàê çàðîæäåíèå íîâîãî äíÿ, È âåëèêîëåïíóþ, ïîäîáíî ñîëíöó. È ëèøü ñ ïåíèåì Ïåðâûõ óòðåííèõ ïòèö ß îòïðàâëÿëñÿ äîìîé, Îñòàâëÿÿ ãðîçó, Áóøåâàâøóþ â íî÷íîé äàëè, ß øåë ñâîåé äîðîãîé. |
Smokie
Âîêàëèñò Êðèñ Íîðìàí, ãèòàðèñò Àëàí Ñèëñîí, óäàðíèê Ïèò Ñïåíñåð è áàñèñò Òåððè Àòòëè.
Çíàìåíèòûé êëèï Smokie
"×ÒÎ ÄÅËÀÒÜ ÌÍÅ?"
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Every dream that I dream Seems to float on by Like a cloud in the wind Way up in the sky Every move that I make Seems to be the wrong way Like a cold black night After a summer day What can I do What can I do Nothing to say but it used to be Nothing to say but it used to be What can I do You still play my guitar With a smile on my face Now everything's changed My whole life's rearranged From the day I was born Sidle Jinks was my name Though I tried and I tried That name still remains What can I do What can I do Nothing to say but it used to be Nothing to say but it used to be What can I do What can I do What can I do What can I do What can I do I hear voices all singing But no one is there It's a ghost of my life Bringing past tense to mind Lokin' key inside me From the freedom and sin Oh come let me in I'll start all over again What can I do What can I do Nothing to say but it used to be No no no no no no no no no What can I do What can I do What can I do What Can I Do? Every dream that I dream seems to float on by Like a cloud in the wind way up in the sky Every move that I make seems to be the wrong way Like a cold black night after a summer day What can I do What can I do Nothing to say but it used to be Nothing to say but it used to be What can I do You still play my guitar with a smile on my face Now everything's changed my whole life's rearranged From the day I was born sidle Jinks was my name Though I tried and I tried that name still remains What can I do What can I do Nothing to say but it used to be Nothing to say but it used to be What can I do What can I do What can I do What can I do What can I do I hear voices all singing but no one is there It's a ghost of my life bringing past tense to mind Lokin' key inside me from the freedom and sin Oh come let me in I'll start all over again What can I do What can I do Nothing to say but it used to be No no no no no no no no no What can I do What can I do What can I do |
Êàæäûé ñîí, êîòîðûé ìíå ñíèòñÿ, Êàæåòñÿ, ëåòèò ïîäîáíî Îáëàêó íà âåòðó, Âçìûâàÿ âñå âûøå â íåáåñà. Êàæäîå äâèæåíèå, êîòîðîå ÿ ñîâåðøàþ, Êàæåòñÿ, íåâåðíî, Ïîäîáíî ÷åðíîé õîëîäíîé íî÷è Ïîñëå ëåòíåãî äíÿ. ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? Ñêàçàòü íå÷åãî, íî òàê äîëæíî áûòü. Ñêàçàòü íå÷åãî, íî òàê äîëæíî áûòü. ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? Òû âñå åùå èãðàåøü íà ìîåé ãèòàðå Ñ óëûáêîé íà ìîåì ëèöå. Ñåé÷àñ âñå ìåíÿåòñÿ, Âñÿ ìîÿ æèçíü ïåðåðîæäàåòñÿ. Ñî äíÿ ìîåãî ðîæäåíèÿ Ñàéäë Äæèíêñ áûëî ìîå èìÿ. È ñêîëüêî áû ÿ íè ñòàðàëñÿ – Ýòî èìÿ îñòàåòñÿ. ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? Ñêàçàòü íå÷åãî, íî òàê äîëæíî áûòü. Ñêàçàòü íå÷åãî, íî òàê äîëæíî áûòü. ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ß ñëûøó ïîþùèå ãîëîñà, Íî òàì íèêîãî íåò... Ýòî ïðèçðàê ìîåé æèçíè, Êîòîðûé íåñåò ïîñëåäíåå ïðåäëîæåíèå ðàçóìó... Èùà êëþ÷ âíóòðè ìåíÿ Îò ñâîáîäû è ãðåõà. «Î, ïîçâîëü ìíå âîéòè! ß íà÷íó âñå çàíîâî» ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? Ñêàçàòü íå÷åãî, íî òàê äîëæíî áûòü. Íåò, íåò, íåò, íåò, íåò, íåò, íåò, íåò, íåò... ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü? ×òî? |
Ïèê èõ ñëàâû ïðèøåëñÿ íà ñåðåäèíó 1970-õ - íà÷àëî 1980-õ ãîäîâ: ìíîãî÷èñëåííûå êîíöåðòû ïî îáå ñòîðîíû Àòëàíòèêè, ïåðâûå ìåñòà â ÷àðòàõ Âåëèêîáðèòàíèè è ÑØÀ, íîâûå àëüáîìû.  ýòî âðåìÿ ðîäèëèñü òàêèå õèòû, êàê «Wild Wild angels», «What Can I Do», «Living Next Door To Alice». Ñåé÷àñ èç çâåçäíîãî ñîñòàâà îñòàëñÿ ëèøü áàñ-ãèòàðèñò Òåððè Àòòëè, íî Smokie äî ñèõ ïîð ïîïóëÿðíû.
Smokie âñå åùå ïîþò – ïîþò ñ íà÷àëà 1970-õ, îñòàâàÿñü ìîëîäûìè, ñ óçíàâàåìûì ñàóíäîì, íåðåàëüíûìè, âåñåëûìè, âîçðîæäàþùèìè ñ êàæäûì íîâûì àëüáîìîì, âå÷íûìè êàê ïòèöà Ôåíèêñ. Smokie âñå åùå ïîþò – è ïîþò åùå ëó÷øå ÷åì â íàøåé è âàøåé þíîñòè, ÷åì íà ñòàðûõ ïëàñòèíêàõ ñ ïå÷àëüíûìè, èñêðåííèìè è ïðåêðàñíûìè ìåëîäèÿìè è íå áàíàëüíûìè çàâîäíûìè øëÿãåðàìè, êîòîðûå ñëóøàþò íàøè äåòè.

Ãðóïïà îáðàçîâàíà â 1962 ãîäó â Áóäàïåøòå âûïóñêíèêàìè ìóçèêàëüíîé øêîëû "Jozsef Attila Gimnazium". Ïåðâîíà÷àëüíî ãðóïïà áûëà â ñëåäóþùåì ñîñòàâå: ßíîø Êîáîð - âîêàë, ãèòàðà; Ëàñëî Áåíê¸ - îðãàí è ôëåéòà; Àíäðàø Êîâà÷è÷ - ãèòàðà, Èøòâàí Âàðøàíè - áàñ-ãèòàðà, Ïåòåð Ëàíã - ñàêñîôîí, Òàìàø Êþíñòëåð - óäàðíûå. Íåñêîëüêî ëåò ãðóïïà àêîìïàíèðóåò èçâåñòíûì âåíãåðñêèì ïåâèöàì Æóæå Êîíö è Øàðîëòå Çàëàòíàé. Çà ýòîò ïåðèîä ÷åðåç ãðóïïó ïðîõîäÿò òàêèå ìóçèêàíòû êàê Òàìàø Øîìëî - áàñ-ãèò.,áðàññ, Ëàñëî Õàðìàò - áàñ-ãèò., Ìàðèÿ Âèòò - âîêàë.  1967ã., ñ ïðèõîäîì çàìå÷àòåëüíîãî êîìïîçèòîðà, ïåâöà è êëàâèøíèêà Ã.Ïðåññåðà, ãðóïïà âûïóñêàåò ñâîé ïåðâûé àëüáîì â ñîñòàâå: Êîáîð, Áåíê¸, Ïðåññåð, Ìîëíàð, Ìèõàé, Ëàóêñ.  ïåðâûõ òðåõ àëüáîìàõ äîìèíèðóþò ìóçûêàëüíûå èäåè Ïðåññåðà, êîòîðûé ïîñòåïåííî ñòàíîâèòñÿ ëèäåðîì ãðóïïû. Âåðøèíîé ýòîãî ïåðèîäà ñ÷èòàåòñÿ àëüáîì "Tizezer Lepes" ñ ïåñíåé "Gyongyhaju lany", ñòàâøåé ãèìíîì ãðóïïû (â 1996ã. Scorpions âûïóñêàþò ðåìèêñ ïåñíè ïîä èìåíåì "White Dove").  1970ã., ïîñëå âûõîäà òðåòüåãî àëüáîìà, Ãàáîð Ïðåññåð ïîêèäàåò ãðóïïó âìåñòå ñ Ëàóêñîì, è îñíîâûâàåò íîâóþ ñóïåðãðóïïó "Locomotiv GT". Îñòàëüíûå ÷ëåíû "Îìåãè" íå îïóñêàþò ðóêè, à ïðèãëàøàþò èç "Neoton" óäàðíèêà Ôåðåíöà Äåáðåöåíè. Ýòîò ñîñòàâ ãðóïïû íå ìåíÿåòñÿ äî ñèõ ïîð. Ìóçûêà êîëëåêòèâà ñòàíîâèòñÿ æåñò÷å è ìàñøòàáíåå.  ñâîèõ êîìïîçèöèÿõ ìóçûêàíòû èñïîëüçóþò ðàçíûå ñòèëè - ïðîãðåññèâ, õàðä, ñïåéñ, ÀÎÐ. È â íàøè äíè ãðóïïà äàåò îãðîìíîå êîëè÷åñòâî êîíöåðòîâ, êîòîðûå ïî ïðåæíåìó ñîáèðàþò ïîëíûå ñòàäèîíû.

ERUPTION
Ïðåøåñ Óèëñîí .Èçâåñòíà êàê âîêàëèñòêà ãðóïïû "Eruption", çàïèñàâøàÿ ãëàâíûå õèòû ãðóïïû "I Can't Stand The Rain" è "One Way Ticket".  ñîñòàâå Eruption îíà ó÷àñòâîâàëà â ðàáîòå íàä ñàìûìè óäà÷íûìè àëüáîìàìè ãðóïïû: "Eruption" (1977) è "Leave A Light" (1979). Ïðåøåñ ðîäèëàñü â Ñïýíèø Òàóí, ßìàéêà, â âîçðàñòå ñåìè ëåò ïåðååõàëà ñ ðîäèòåëÿìè â Âåëèêîáðèòàíèþ. ãëàâíûé ñ÷àñòüå ïðèøåë ê íåé â 1975 ãîäó, åñëè îíà âîîáùå ñ ãðóïïîé "Eruption" ïîáåäèëà â ðàäèîêîíêóðñå. íàñòîÿùåå âåê Ïðåøåñ Óèëñîí ïðîäîëæàåò õîäèòü íà åâðîïåéñêîé êëóáíîé ñöåíå, â òîì ÷èñëå è ïîä íàçâàíèåì "Eruption".
Precious Wilson
"One Way Ticket"
The Eagles
"Hotel California" (Îòåëü Êàëèôîðíèÿ) - îäíà èç ñàìûõ ãëàâíûõ ïåñåí ãðóïïû Eagles ñ àëüáîìà 1977 ãîäà, íîñÿùåãî òî æå èìÿ. Ñëîâà Äîíà Õåíëè, Ãëåííà Ôðåÿ è Äîíà Ôåëäåðà. Îäèí èç ëó÷øèõ õèòîâ 20 âåêà, ïðèíåñøèé ãðóïïå âñåìèðíóþ ñëàâó.
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On a dark desert highway
There she stood in the doorway
Welcome to the Hotel California
Her mind is Tiffany twisted
So I called up the Captain
Welcome to the Hotel California
Mirrors on the ceiling
Last thing I remember |
Íà ò¸ìíîì ïóñòûííîì øîññå
Íà ïîðîãå ñòîÿëà îíà.
Äîáðî ïîæàëîâàòü â îòåëü «Êàëèôîðíèÿ»,
Îíà áûëà ïîìåøàíà íà Tiffany.
ß ïîçâàë óïðàâëÿþùåãî:
Äîáðî ïîæàëîâàòü â îòåëü «Êàëèôîðíèÿ»,
Íà ïîòîëêå çåðêàëà,
Ïîñëåäíåå, ÷òî ÿ ïîìíþ, |
Áîæåñòâåííàÿ ìóçûêà è èñïîëíåíèå!!!!
ABBA
Èñòîðèÿ "ABBA" âåäåò îòñ÷åò ñ èþíÿ 1966-ãî.
 1973-ì ãðóïïà âûñòóïèëà íà êîíêóðñå Åâðîâèäåíèÿ, ãäå ñ ïåñíåé "Ring ring" çàíÿëà òðåòüå ìåñòî. Îäíîèìåííûå ñèíãë è àëüáîì âîçãëàâèëè øâåäñêèå ÷àðòû, à òàêæå ïîëó÷èëè ïðèçíàíèå â ðÿäå äðóãèõ åâðîïåéñêèõ ñòðàí.
Íà ñëåäóþùèé ãîä êâàðòåò îïÿòü ó÷àñòâîâàë â êîíêóðñå Åâðîâèäåíèÿ, è íà ýòîò ðàç îäåðæàë áåçîãîâîðî÷íóþ ïîáåäó ñ êîìïîçèöèåé "Waterloo". Âñêîðå ïîñëå ýòîãî òðèóìôà "Waterloo" âîçãëàâèëà âñå åâðîïåéñêèå ÷àðòû è äàæå óãîäèëà â ëó÷øóþ àìåðèêàíñêóþ äåñÿòêó.
 1976-ì "ABBA" îêîí÷àòåëüíî çàêðåïèëè çà ñîáîé ñòàòóñ ñóïåðãðóïïû âî âñåì ìèðå.
S.O.S.
DANCING QUEEN
Èñòîðèÿ ãðóïïû íà÷èíàåòñÿ â 1980 ãîäó ñî âñòðå÷è äâóõ øêîëüíûõ äðóçåé: âîêàëèñòà Éîàêèìà Ëàðññîíà è ãèòàðèñòà Äæîíà Íîðóìà. Èãðàâøèå äî ýòîãî â ðàçíûõ êîëëåêòèâàõ ðåáÿòà çàäóìûâàþò ñîçäàòü íîâóþ ãðóïïó. Îíè áåðóò õîðîøåãî ïðèÿòåëÿ Äæîíà, áàðàáàíùèêà Òîíè Íèåìèñòî (Tony Niemisto) è áàñ-ãèòàðèñòà Äæîíà Ëåâåíà, ñ êîòîðûì Éîàêèì áûë â êîìàíäå Èíãâè Ìàëìñòèíà.
Íîâîÿâëåííàÿ ãðóïïà íàçûâàëàñü Force. Îñîáîãî óñïåõà îíè íå èìåëè, íî âðåìÿ îò âðåìåíè èãðàëè â ðàçëè÷íûõ ìåñòíûõ êëóáàõ.
Ìåæäó òåì â 1982 ãîäó ðåáÿòà ðåøàþò ïîïðîáîâàòü ñâîè ñèëû íà êîíêóðñå Þíûõ Òàëàíòîâ, ïðîõîäÿùåì â Ñòîêãîëüìå, òåì áîëåå, ÷òî â êà÷åñòâå ïðèçà ïîáåäèòåëü ïîëó÷àåò ïðàâî íà çàïèñü àëüáîìà. Íî ÷òîáû íå áûëî íåäîðàçóìåíèé ñ ãðóïïàìè, ïîõîæèìè ïî íàçâàíèþ, Force ïåðåèìåíîâûâàåòñÿ â Europe. Òîãäà æå Éîàêèì ñ÷åë, ÷òî åãî èìÿ è ôàìèëèÿ íå ñîîòâåòñòâóþò îáùèì ñòàíäàðòàì, òî åñòü òðóäíî ïðîèçíîñÿòñÿ è çàïîìèíàþòñÿ, è ïåðåìåíèë èõ íà Äæîóè Òåìïåñò, à áàðàáàíùèê Òîíè ïðîñòî ñìåíèë ôàìèëèþ íà Ðåíî.
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Ôðýíê Ñèíàòðà

Îõðàííèêè çâàëè åãî Íàïîëåîíîì, Ìàðëåí Äèòðèõ – «Ðîëëñ-ðîéñîì» ñðåäè ìóæ÷èí», à âñå îñòàëüíûå íàçûâàëè ïðîñòî Ãîëîñ. Âûõîäåö èç ïðîâèíöèàëüíîãî Õîáîêåíà (øòàò Íüþ-Äæåðñè), êîòîðûé ñàì îí ñ÷èòàë «ñòî÷íîé êàíàâîé», Ôðýíñèñ Àëáåðò Ñèíàòðà óõèòðèëñÿ íå ïîëó÷èòü íèêàêîãî îáðàçîâàíèÿ, íî î íåì ãîâîðèëè, ÷òî îí ìîæåò ñïåòü äàæå òåëåôîííóþ êíèãó. Êóìèð åãî ìîëîäîñòè ïåâåö Áèíã Êðîñáè â ñåðåäèíå ïÿòèäåñÿòûõ ïîäûòîæèë: «Òîëüêî îäèí ïåâåö ÿâëÿåòñÿ âåëèêèì ïåâöîì äëÿ âñåãî ìèðà. Åãî èìÿ – Ñèíàòðà».
«Ðóññêèé ñàìîâàð»
Ëþáèìûì ìåñòîì Ñèíàòðû â Íüþ-Éîðêå áûë åãî ðåñòîðàí «Äæèëëè», ðàñïîëîæåííûé â öåíòðå Ìàíõýòòåíà. Òàì ñîáèðàëèñü åãî äðóçüÿ è ïî÷èòàòåëè. Ïîñëå ñìåðòè ïåâöà ðåñòîðàí êóïèëè òðè èììèãðàíòà èç Ñîâåòñêîãî Ñîþçà: ïîýò Èîñèô Áðîäñêèé, òàíöîð Ìèõàèë Áàðûøíèêîâ è èõ ëåíèíãðàäñêèé ïðèÿòåëü Ðîìàí Êàïëàí. Òåïåðü ðåñòîðàí íàçûâàåòñÿ «Ðóññêèé ñàìîâàð». Îí ñòàë êëóáîì íå òîëüêî äëÿ ðóññêîÿçû÷íîé ýìèãðàíòñêîé òóñîâêè, çäåñü îõîòíî áûâàþò çíàìåíèòîñòè ñî âñåõ êîíòèíåíòîâ.
Frank Sinatra
èñòî÷íèê: MARCHIK
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