Titel | No Words |
Komposition | Michael Mann, 2005 |
Originalinterpret | Waiting For Louise |
Klicks | 43246 |
Info | Im April 2005 hatte ich für die damals geplante neue RUSTY NAILS-CD ein paar unfertige, textlose Songskizzen mit Bassist Tommy Werlich aufgenommen. Um den Kollegen die geplante Gesangsmelodie näher zu bringen, wurde auf Drängen von "Produzent" Tommy darüber ziemlich sinnfrei losimprovisiert: "Just another song I use to sing, but I don't have no words at all" Das Ergebnis hat uns dann aber so gut gefallen, daß damit die Grundidee für den ersten eigenen Text seit vielen Jahren gelegt war: Schreibblockade beendet! Leider haben wir es mit den Rusties doch nicht geschafft, das Lied fertig zu bekommen. Als ich es aber mal bei einer W4L-Probe mit Johannes und Locke gejammt habe, passte alles wunderbar zusammen. |
Interpret | Titel | Label/Jahr | Platz |
---|---|---|---|
Waiting For Louise | "New Tricks For Old Dogs" | E=MC², 2008 | |
Waiting For Louise | "Waiting For Louise" | E=MC², 2017 |
Just another song I used to sing
And I don’t have no words, no words at all
There is no story and there is no bitter end
Something I could talk about, something that will make me shout
There is no matter of complaining
No reason for feeling black or blue
It’s out of focus – and out of date
And I don’t have no words, I don’t have no words at all
Could I sing about the most depressing problems of the world
Without talking like a damned know-all?
Or should I sing about my daily grind
The places that we all could find?
You don’t need my help, don’t need my help just to recall
Just another song that I should sing,
still has no words at all
Got rhythm and got harmony and even a sweet melody
It’s just another song I’ve got, just another song I’ve got to sing
So won’t you be so kind to break my heart?
Pretend you love me, tear my heart apart?
You’ll set the theme, when you get into my dream
Then I know what to talk about
Could I sing …
And I don’t have no words, no words at all
There is no story and there is no bitter end
Something I could talk about, something that will make me shout
There is no matter of complaining
No reason for feeling black or blue
It’s out of focus – and out of date
And I don’t have no words, I don’t have no words at all
Could I sing about the most depressing problems of the world
Without talking like a damned know-all?
Or should I sing about my daily grind
The places that we all could find?
You don’t need my help, don’t need my help just to recall
Just another song that I should sing,
still has no words at all
Got rhythm and got harmony and even a sweet melody
It’s just another song I’ve got, just another song I’ve got to sing
So won’t you be so kind to break my heart?
Pretend you love me, tear my heart apart?
You’ll set the theme, when you get into my dream
Then I know what to talk about
Could I sing …