Rain Dance · Herbie Hancock Sextant ℗ 1973 Columbia Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment Released on: 1973-03-30 Composer: H. Hancock Trumpet: Dr. Eddie Henderson Trombone: Julian Priester Soprano Saxophone: Bennie Maupin Bass: Buster Williams Drums: Billy Hart Synthesizer: Dr. Patrick Gleeson Producer: David Rubinson and Friends Inc., S.F Recording Engineer: Fred Catero Recording Engineer: Jerry Zatkin Recording Engineer: John Vieira Mixing Engineer: David Rubinson

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Lyrics: [Verse 1] Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted Can't help but wonder what's happening to my companions Are they lost or are they found? Have they counted the cost it'll take to bring down All their earthly principles they're going to have to abandon? There's a slow, slow train coming up around the bend [Verse 2] I had a woman Down in Alabama She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic She said, "Boy, without a doubt Have to quit your mess and straighten out You could die down here, be just another accident statistic" And there's a slow, slow train coming up around the bend [Verse 3] All that foreign oil Controlling American soil Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed Sheiks walking around like kings Wearing fancy jewels and nose rings Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and Paris And there's a slow, slow train coming up around the bend [Verse 4] Man's ego is inflated His laws are outdated, They don't apply no more, you can't rely no more to be standing around waiting In the home of the brave Jefferson turning over in his grave Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan And there's a slow, slow train coming up around the bend [Verse 5] Big-time negotiators False healers and woman-haters Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition But the enemy I see Wears a cloak of decency All non-believers and men-stealers talking in the name of religion And there's a slow, slow train coming up around the bend [Verse 6] People starving and thirsting Grain elevators are bursting Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it They say, "Lose your inhibitions Follow your own ambitions" They talk about a life of brotherly love; show me someone who knows how to live it There's a slow, slow train coming up around the bend [Verse 7] Well, my baby went to Illinois With some bad-talking boy she could destroy A real suicide case, but there was nothing I could do to stop it I don't care about economy I don't care about astronomy But it sure does bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets And there's a slow, slow train coming up around the bend #BobDylan​ #SlowTrain​ #SlowTrainComing

ACCADDE OGGI: il 𝟮𝟬 𝗮𝗴𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗼 𝟭𝟵𝟳𝟵 esce per la Columbia Records "Slow Train Coming", diciannovesimo album in studio di Bob Dylan, prodotto da Barry Beckett e Jerry Wexler. #bobdylan #slowtraincoming #BarryBeckett #jerrywexler #ThisDayInRock #columbiarecords Autostrada per l'inferno

ISRAELE POTREBBE, DIO VOGLIA, SCOMPARIRE COME STATO! Il tenente generale Apty Alaudinov, vice capo della Direzione politico-militare principale delle Forze Armate russe e comandante delle Forze speciali "Achmat" del Ministero della Difesa russo, ha rilasciato la sua dichiarazione alla TASS: "Dobbiamo renderci conto che la guerra in Medio Oriente non farà che intensificarsi. Ritengo che proprio questo sia l’obiettivo di Israele: far sì che la guerra raggiunga il massimo dell'intensità, coinvolgendo in essa sia gli Stati Uniti che l’intero blocco NATO. Vedo che ci stanno riuscendo bene. ma alla fin fine, l’unica cosa che accadrà è che sopravvaluteranno le proprie forze e cesseranno di esistere come Stato. Anche questo, Dio voglia, accadrà, perché chi scava una fossa agli altri, ci cade inevitabilmente dentro lui stesso". Tramite Marinella Mondaini

Είπα κι εγώ ν’ αλλάξω ζωή, ν’ αρχίσω καινούργιο παιχνίδι το `ξερα πριν κρατούσα γυμνή κι αγνή την καρδιά στο λεπίδι και δεν την είδα την πρώτη ελπίδα, να γίνει σπέρμα, να σαρκωθεί. Στο φανάρι του Διογένη κάθεται ένας νιος και περιμένει μην το γκρεμίσουν, κι ας τον νομίσουν φονιά που `χει τόσο ευαίσθητη καρδιά. Πια δε γυρνάνε τα χρόνια πίσω βοριά νιε μου το φανάρι δεν ‘φελά. Έτσι κι εγώ θα ψάξω να βρω βουνίν, φορεσιάν και ντουφέτσι με δίχως θυμόν και δίχως μιλιάν, ταφήν να πληρώσω του κλέφτη των δεσποτάδων, κυβερνητάδων, χοντροτζεπάδων και δικαστών. Άλλος μασάει, κι άλλος σωπαίνει κι ο σκυφτός λαός να περιμένει για τα δεσμά μας, δε φταίει πάντα η σκλαβιά, μα η υποταγμένη μας καρδιά. Μ’ ένα φανάρι ξαναγυρνάς τις νυχτιές ψάχνεις γι’ ανυπόταχτες ματιές. .... Σήμερα ο Νικόλας θα γινόταν 77 χρονών.. ... Στίχοι: Μουσική: 1. Νικόλας Άσιμος ...... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVsMu3sWO9E.