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Molly Hatchet
« 25th Anniversary: Best of Re-Recorded »
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1 | Flirtin' With Disaster
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| 2 | Bounty Hunter
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| 3 | Gator Country - (Dixie)
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| 4 | Whiskey Man
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| 5 | Fall Of The Peacemakers
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| 6 | Satisfied Man
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| 7 | Beatin' The Odds
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| 8 | One Man's Pleasure
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| 9 | Big Apple
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| 10 | The Creeper
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| 11 | Jukin' City
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| 12 | Goodbye To Love
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| 13 | Bloody Reunion
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| 14 | 25th Anniversary Song
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| 15 | Epitaph/Memories/The Great Beyond
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| 16 | Dreams I'll Never See
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| 17 | Boogie No More |
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Bobby Ingram - lead and acoustic guitars, bg vocals
Phil McCormack - lead vocals and harmonica
John Galvin - keyboards, programming and bg vocals
Russ Maxwell - lead and rhythm guitars
J.J. Strickland - bass and bg vocals
Shawn Beamer - drums
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Executive Producer: Rainer Hansel
Producer: Bobby Ingram
Engineer: Herman Frank
Mastered at: Gaga Studios-Hamburg, Germany
Post Editing: Bobby Ingram and Michael Nasworthy
Recorded at Karo Studios - Brackel, Germany
Artwork: Paul Raymond Gregory - Studio 54 London, England
Additional backing vocals: Errol Reid
BRS Backline - Germany - Rene Thomsen
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I'm travelin' down the road and I'm flirtin' with disaster
I've got the pedal to the floor, my life is running faster
I'm out of money, out of hope, it looks like self-destruction
Well, how much more can we take with all of this
corruption
We're flirtin' wit |
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В честь своего 25-тилетнего юбилея Molly Hatchet решили выпустить ретроспективный сборник, охватывающий первые несколько этапов карьеры группы периода 1978-1989 гг. При этом было решено не просто надергать наиболее знаковые песни с ранних альбомов, а заново их записать в текущем составе. Песни были подобраны весьма толково, несмотря на то, что половину трек-листа можно предугадать заранее, даже не заглядывая в него: “Flirtin' with Disaster”, “Bounty Hunter”, “Gator Country” “Whiskey Man”, “Beatin' the Odds” – все это золотая классика Molly Hatchet и южного рока в целом. Присутствуют и обязательные в данном случае “Fall of the Peacemakers” и “Dreams I'll Never See” – на этом альбоме мы слышим уже их третью версию (если не считать концертники). Сделав упор на наиболее удачные ранние вещи, группа поступила абсолютно грамотно не обойдя вниманием свои менее известные работы и затронув каждый из альбомов тех лет. В подборку вошли песни даже с наименее удачных “The Deed Is Done” и “Lighting Strikes Twice”.
Что можно сказать? Не ставя перед собой цель предложить какую-то новую интерпретацию проверенных временем хитов, музыканты просто бережно смахнули пыль с классики, в меру ее освежив. Все песни сыграны практически один в один с оригиналом, только с более современным жестким звуком и с добавлением клавиш там, где их изначально не было. Лучше песни от этого не стали, надо признать. Все они и так хороши, поэтому к ним трудно что-либо добавить. Ну а “Satisfied Man” и “Goodbye to Love” выглядят даже слабее оригинала прежде всего из-за вокала. У Фила МакКормака, безусловно, мощный голос, который прекрасно подходит музыке Molly Hatchet, но для столь коммерческих номеров ему просто не хватило гибкости. Также этим песням, которые изначально были ориентированы на АОР радиостанции, не идет столь прямолинейный, грубый звук. Не обошлось все же и без сюрпризов. На альбоме присутствует две новых вещи - “25th Anniversary Song”, которая представляет из себя всего лишь коротенькую торжественную интерлюдию, предваряющую “Epitaph, Memories, The Great Beyond”. Данный меланхоличный инструментал, исполненный преимущественно на фортепиано с добавлением виолончели, звучит в совершенно нехарактерном для группы ключе и на фоне остального материала выглядит чужеродно.
В целом альбом дает достаточно полное представление о раннем творчестве группы, и сама по себе идея записать такую подборку, на мой взгляд, весьма удачна. Жаль только, что к записи не привлекли в качестве гостей хоть кого-то из оригинального состава Hatchet. Уверен, что альбом от этого бы только выиграл, пусть даже лишь сугубо с моральной точки зрения. Тем более, что, как это ни парадоксально, никто из музыкантов, участвовавших в записи, не имеет никакого отношения к львиной доле исполненного материала, который был написан совершенно другими людьми, с именами которых у многих фанатов до сих пор ассоциируется имя Molly Hatchet. Да и вообще, казавшийся столь надежным состав сразу после альбома “Kingdom of XII” посыпался как карточный домик, и к записи своего юбилейного релиза группа подошла с ровно наполовину обновленным лайн-апом, который продержался совсем недолго и не успел больше записать ни одного альбома. Именно поэтому новые музыканты воспринимаются скорее в роли сессионщиков. Но, как бы то ни было, “25th Anniversary: Best of Re-Recorded” хоть и не добавил ничего нового к имени Molly Hatchet, но лишний раз освежил в памяти те славные дни, когда в жарком горниле южного рока ковалось наследие группы, ставшее впоследствии легендарным. |
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And the way we run our lives, it makes no sense to me
I don't know about yourself or what you want to be, yeah
When we gamble with our time, we choose our destiny
I'm travelin' down that lonesome road
Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load
Yeah, I've tried to turn my head away
Feel about the same most every day
You know what I'm talking about, baby
Speeding down the fast lane, honey, we're playin' from
town to town
The boys and I've been burnin' it up, can't seem to slow it
down
I’ve got the pedal to the floor, our lives are runnin' faster
We got our sights set straight ahead, but I ain't sure what
we're after
Flirtin' with disaster, y’all damn sure know what I mean
You know, the way we run our lives, it makes no sense to
me
I don't know about yourself or what you plan to be, yeah
When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny
Yeah, we're travelin' down that lonesome road
Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load
Don't try to turn my head away
I'm flirtin' with disaster every day
And you are too, baby
Flirtin' with disaster, babe, y'all know what I mean
You know the way we run our lives, it makes no sense to
me
I don't know about yourself or what you plan to be
When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny
Yeah, we're traveling down this lonesome road
Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load
Don't try and turn my head away, ba ba ba yeah
Flirtin' with disaster every day
"Bounty Hunter"
My horse is kicking dust up off the trail,
I'm just getting back from a trip to HELL.
My six gun she's stapped by my side,
Thunder is the horse that I ride.
And it seems to me this is one hell of a way,
For a man like me to earn that pay.
[Chorus:]
Outlaws on the loose.
Running, running from the noose.
Blue steel flashing, hot lead flying,
I wonder what they feel like when they're dying.
Someday soon it might be my turn,
Is it worth the money I earn?
And it seems to me this is one hell of a way,
For a man like me to earn that pay.
[Chorus:]
Outlaws on the loose,
Running, running from the noose.
I'm a bounty hunter, I'll hunt you down, yeah, I will.
Did you know $500 will get your head blown off?
It will....ha, ha, ha
Blue steel flashing, hot lead flying,
I wonder what they fell like when they're dying.
Someday soon it might be my turn,
Is it worth the money I earn?
And it seems to me this is one hell of a way,
For a man like me to earn that pay.
[Chorus:]
Outlaws on the loose,
Running, running from the noose,
[REPEAT]
I'm a bounty hunter going to hunt you down.
"Gator Country"
I've been to Alabama, people ain't a whole lot to see;
Skynyrd says it's a real sweet home but it ain't nothing to
me.
Charlie Daniels will tell you the good Lord lives in
Tennessee, ha!
But I'm going back to gator country where the wine and
the women are free.
There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name,
And a saying come on boy, you better make it back home
again.
There's many roads I've traveled but they all kind of look
the same.
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name.
Old Richard Betts will tell ya Lord he was born a Ramblin'
Man.
Well he can ramble back to Georgia but I won't give a
damn.
Elvin Bishop out struttin' his stuff with little Miss Slick Titty
Boom.
But I'm going back to gator country to get me some elbow
room.
There's a gator in the bushes he's calling my name.
and saying come on boy, you better make it back home
again.
There's many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look
the same.
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he calling my name.
Yep.
There's Marshall Tucker riding a rainbow searching for a
pot of gold.
Well they can take the highway, baby, and they can take
all they can hold.
The Outlaws down in Tampa town it's a mighty fine place
to be.
They got green grass and they got high tides and sure
looks good to me.
There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name.
Saying come on boy, you better make it back home again.
There's so many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look
the same.
There's a gator in the bushes, Lord, he's calling my name.
Oh gator country,
a little bit of that chomp chomp
"Whiskey Man"
Hey whiskey man, you're running as hard as you can,
You drink your whiskey too much more than you can
stand.
You have your highs, you have your lows,
Nobody knows which way you go.
[Chorus:]
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
It takes whiskey to make you tall,
You ain't so very damn tall at all.
You start to get straight, then you get weak,
Can't you see your on a loosing streak.
You have your highs, you have your lows,
Nobody knows which way you'll go.
[Chorus:]
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Hey don't you know,
I use to be there myself,
I tried to kick the habit, baby, with nobody else's help.
I have my highs, I have my lows,
But nobody knows which way I'll go.
[Chorus:]
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
"Fall Of The Peacemakers"
A king without a sword
A land without a king
A truth without a voice
One song left to sing
One song to sing
A wise man told me there's something you should know
The way you judge a man is to look into his soul
And you'll soon see everything.
A voice from the past cried "Give peace a chance"
He paid our price now he's free at last
Imagine, we called him a dreamer!
How many times must good men die?
How many tears will the children cry?
'Til they suffer no more sadness
Stop the madness,
Oh, stop the madness.
If ashes are ashes and dust is dust
At our journey's end then return we must
To the sands of the shore
White doves in flight
Peace to all
But tell me why the peacemakers fall
Must we bury anymore?
The hush of the crowd as the horse rode by
A black lace veil hid the tears from her eyes
And we all wept in silence
How many times must good men die?
How many times will the children cry?
'Til they suffer no more sadness
Oh, stop the madness
Oh, stop all the madness.
"Satisfied Man"
Don't do no drugs
Ain't got the time
I keep it straight
But I don't mid
Cause I got love
That the only plan
I'm just a satisfied man.
Ain't no girl
Can turn my head
Cause I got better
Waitin' on the bed
She does it all
Everything will wait
Makes me a satisfied man.
[Chorus:]
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Yea I'm so satisfied
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man.
In the world
That's falling down
We'll be together
No one else around
Face to face
Right to the end
Though I'm a satisfied man.
[Chorus:]
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Yea I'm so satisfied
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man.
She keeps it comin'
Keeps it comin'
Keeps me goin'
Every night or every day
She keeps it goin'
Keeps it goin'
Every night for every way
In the world
That's falling down
We'll be together
No one else around
Face to face
Right to the end
Though, I'm a satisfied man.
Oh baby, make no mistake about it
I'm a satisfied man
Baby, everything you say
Everything you do
Satisfied man
Everything you do is sooo right
Satisfied man.
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man
Oohh yea I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
I'm a satisfied man.
"Beatin' The Odds"
Well she grabbed me and asked me,
If I had a name,
She told me she was interested to see,
If I could play the game,
She said her name was victory,
She didn't want to know the rules,
That's just the way I wanted to play,
In a game designed for fools.
[Chorus:]
We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds,
We were beatin' the odds again,
We were gambling with our souls,
We were playing to win,
We were beatin' the odds again.
Well I rolled the dice feelin' cold as ice,
And Victory drew the cards,
We knew that loosin' when the stakes were high,
Could really hit us hard,
I strapped into the drivers seat,
With Miss Victory by my side,
She knew at a glance she was takin' a chance,
By coming along for the ride.
[Chorus:]
We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds,
We were beatin' the odds again,
We were gambling with our souls,
We were playing to win,
We were beatin' the odds again.
Time and space stood still that day,
With Victory's soul and mine,
We were running a race between heaven and hell,
And we could not find the finish line,
And when it was all over we won it in the end,
We were splittin' the prize when she opened her eyes,
And said Baby let's try it again.
[Chorus:]
We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds,
We were beatin' the odds again,
We were gambling with our souls,
We were playing to win,
We were beatin' the odds again.
[Chorus:]
We were beatin' the odds, we were beatin' the odds,
We were beatin' the odds again,
We were gambling with our souls,
We were playing to win,
We were beatin' the odds again.
"One Man's Pleasure"
Well here comes the story baby that I want you all to know,
'Bought what brought me down, what got me feeling low,
Started off one day and took off down the road.
Seeking' my fame and fortune, and trying to tote the load.
[Chorus:]
One man's loss is another man's gain.
One man's pleasure is another man's pain.
I left my woman in Jacksonville and took off down the line.
She had her way of thinking and Lord knows I had mine.
She could not take the pain of me not being home.
Couldn't take the pain, baby, of staying all alone.
[Chorus:]
One man's loss is another man's gain.
One man's pleasure is another man's pain.
Now when I left this town it was for her and for me.
Now I'm home all alone, with a paper that says I'm free.
I guess I'll hit the road again, and do what I do best.
To hell with her, to hell with him, to hell with all the rest.
[Chorus:]
One man's loss is another man's gain.
One man's pleasure is another man's pain.
[Chorus:]
One man's loss is another man's gain.
One man's pleasure is another man's pain.
Now tell me people, who's to blame?
"Big Apple"
New York City, you're so big and tough,
Well here we come, baby, struttin' our stuff.
Well we look kinda freaky we're pretty damn bad.
Cause Southern cookin' is all we've ever had.
Oh, cook 'em up some greens, baby.
I've seen the mountains up in Tennessee.
Sweet little hill women satisfied me.
We all know it's tough and it's an uphill battle.
But we're running 'em hard baby, sitting in the saddle.
Oh, come on baby.
New York City you're so big and tough.
My pistols are loaded, I feel rough.
Well. we've heard of your punks and high heeled steppers.
We're bad southern boys and don't you forget us.
"The Creeper"
Oh, listen to my story:
Life is getting stranger baby.
As we travel on.
People don't know the difference no more between right
and wrong.
Say it's going to be a cold dark night when the creeper
comes along.
Watch out for the steel blade, baby,
all shiny and long.
[Chorus:]
I say it's going to be a cold dark night
Oh, when the Creeper come along. Yea.
He's tall, he's short, he's fat, he's thin.
He's out for vengence. He's out to win.
The road he walks is dark and dim.
Don't let him catch you out on a limb.
He'll cut your throat, baby,
He'll stick you in the back.
Drive off in your Cadillac.
He's more trouble than you think.
He'll kill you sugar, leave you in the drink.
[Chorus:]
Say, it's going to be a cold dark night
Oh, when the creeper comes along.
"Jukin' City"
I think I was about seventeen when my pappy said to me,
Come on now with me, Son,
Goin' to take you to Jukin' City.
You can stomp your foots around,
To a pickin' country band.
I'm gonna buy you all the Jack Black,
That you can surely stand.
[Chorus:]
Jukin' City, Jukin' City,
I'm going there with my old man.
Jukin' City, Jukin' City,
I'm going there with a friend.
Jukin' City is a little place down around Macon Town,
Sawdust floors, cold draft beer and women all around.
We started with two fat mamas,
They promised us a real good time.
The there fellas came into the place,
We had to fight to stay alive.
[Chorus:]
Jukin' City, Jukin' City,
I'm going there with my old man.
Jukin' City, Jukin City,
I'm going there with a friend.
Yes, I was about seventeen when my pappy said to me,
Come on with me, Son, Gonna take you to Jukin' City.
You can stomp your foots around,
To pickin' country band. I'm gonna buy you all that Jack
Black,
That you can surely stand.
[Chorus:]
Jukin' City, Jukin' City,
I'm going there with my old man.
Jukin' City, Jukin' City
I'm going there with a friend.
"Goodbye To Love"
Goodbye, to you girl, we really had some good times,
Then you loosened your hold on me, took away what I
thought was mine,
Now you've got your wings, girl, and you can fly like a
dove,
When I'm lying awake in bed at night, honey, it's you I'm
thinkin' of
No conversation, ... no alibis,
No explanation, just a glimpse of your far away eyes,
Now you've got your freedom, have fun while you can,
Cause one day you're gonna to find yourself in the arms of
another man
[Chorus:]
Goodbye to love, goodbye to pain,
Goodbye promises that get broken time and time again
I know there's nothing I can say to make you change your
mind,
I guess that's the price I have to pay,
Seems like such a waste to leave it all behind,
As I stand here in the distance and watch your cold heart
slip today
You just go on now and follow the sky,
Cause now that you're gone from me there won't be no
reason to lie
[Chorus:]
Goodbye to love, goodbye to pain,
Goodbye promises that get broken time and time again
[Chorus:]
Goodbye to love, goodbye to pain,
Goodbye to those promises that get broken time and time
and time again
[Chorus:]
Goodbye to love, goodbye to pain,
Goodbye to those promises that get broken time and time
and time and time again
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye love
"Bloody Reunion"
Out streetwalking on a Saturday night
Looking for the man
Staying out of sight
Trying to find something
To ease my mind
Traffic lights a-blinkin'
And I'm right on time
Come around a corner
On 4th and Main
Joint was a -jumpin'
People going insane
Jukebox a-flappin'
On through the night
I think all the boys
Are starting up a bloody reunion.
[Chorus:]
A bloody reunion
Well, it's a bloody reunion
Tearing up the town
Smoking on a Saturday night
Well, it's a bloody reunion
What a bloody reunion
All hell's a-poppin
Rockin' 'till the morning light.
Here comes Mary
In a long red dress
Looking hot 'n' sasy
Just like all the rest
Leaning on a lamp post
And she's dressed to kill
Lord she wants to make it
And I think I will
Coming on strong
And giving me the eye
Ain't no way
I'm gonna pass it by
Tonight we're gonna do it
Gonna get it right
Me and Miss Mary
Gonna start another
Bloody reunion.
[Chorus:]
A bloody reunion
Well, it's a bloody reunion
Tearing up the town
Smoking on a Saturday night
Well, it's a bloody reunion
What a bloody reunion
All hell's a-poppin
Rockin' 'till the morning light.
[Chorus:]
A bloody reunion
Well, it's a bloody reunion
Tearing up the town
Smoking on a Saturday night
Well, it's a bloody reunion
What a bloody reunion
All hell's a-poppin
Rockin' 'till the morning light.
Lord what a party
Everybody feelin' right
Drinking and a-smoking
Everybody's high as a kite.
"Dreams I'll Never See"
Just one more morning, I have to wake up with the blues.
Pull myself outta bed, yeah, put on my walkin' shoes.
Climb up on a hilltop, baby, see what I can see, yeah.
The whole world's fallin' down oh babe, right down in front
of me.
Cause I'm hung up, on dreams, I'm never gonna see, yeah.
Lord help me baby, dreams get the best of me yet.
Pull myself together, gonna put on a new face, yeah.
Gonna climb down from the hilltop, baby, Lord, get back in
the race.
Cause I got dreams, I got my dreams, to remember, the
love we had.
I got dreams, I got my dreams, to remember, the love we
had.
Cause I'm hung up, on dreams, I'm never gonna see, yeah.
Lord help me baby, dreams get the best of me yet.
"Boogie No More"
Oh, People, baby, what's the matter with you?
Your feet, they ain't leaving' the ground.
Don't you just want to get up, babe,
Hearing this rocking sound?
Don't you just want to jump on up,
And kick your chairs out of the way?
OOh we're going to rock you, baby,
Rock you till the break of day.
We ain't never had no problem before,
Nobody seems to want to boogie no more.
Oh, it's easy, can't you see?
Gonna give it to you one time.
Oh, People, baby, what's the matter with you?
Your feet, they're leaving' the ground.
I know that you get on up, baby,
Hearing this rockin' sound.
Don't you just want to jump on up,
And kick your chairs out of the way.
MMM' gonna rock you , baby,
Rock you till the break of day.