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Molly Hatchet
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1 | Whiskey Man
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| 2 | It's All Over Now
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| 3 | One Man's Pleasure
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| 4 | Jukin' City
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| 5 | Boogie No More
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| 6 | Flirtin' with Disaster
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| 7 | Good Rockin
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| 8 | Gunsmoke
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| 9 | Long Time
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| 10 | Let the Good Times Roll |
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Danny Joe Brown – vocals
Bruce Crump – drums
Dave Hlubek – guitar
Steve Holland – guitar
Duane Roland – guitar
Banner Thomas – bass guitar
Additional musicians:
Max Gronenthal – vocals, background vocals
Tom Werman – percussion
Jai Winding – keyboards
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Recorded: Bee Jay Recording Studios, Orlando, Florida
Record Plant Studios, Los Angeles, California
Producer: Tom Werman
Production:
Pat Armstrong – executive production, direction
Gary Ladinsky – engineering, mixing
George Marino – mastering
Cary Pritkin – assistant engineering
Bill Vermillion – assistant engineering
Tom Werman – production
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| "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 pl |
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Благодаря отличному дебюту, к моменту выхода “Flirtin’ With Disaster” Molly Hatchet уже поймали свою волну успеха и обладали в США значительной фэн-базой, прославившись, ко всему прочему, как мощный концертный акт. Второй альбом стал триумфальным закреплением достигнутого успеха, и на сегодняшний день “Flirtin’ With Disaster”, получивший мультиплатиновый статус, считается самым популярным альбомом Molly Hatchet, а заглавная тема является самой известной песней группы.
Альбом скроен по тем же лекалам, что и его предшественник – это южный рок с хардовым звучанием, но при этом запись отличает более насыщенный, жесткий звук, чего так не хватало первому альбому. На “Flirtin’ With Disaster” группа отшлифовала до блеска все наработки предшественника, поэтому работу отличает более качественное и профессиональное продюсирование. Что и говорить, альбом удался на славу, а такие песни, как "Whiskey Man" и заглавная "Flirtin’ With Disaster" являются классикой Molly Hatchet. Кроме того, именно на этом альбоме вокал Дэнни Джо Брауна, с характерными ревущими обертонами, представлен в своей наилучшей форме и идеально вписывается в общее звучание, добавляя грув. Особенно чувствуется, что группа достигла своего пика на концертных записях, пронизанных драйвом и наэлектризованной атмосферой. Материал группы тех лет в концертном исполнении звучит особенно шикарно. Думаю, что одной из основных составляющих успеха группы в те годы являлось тесное творческое взаимодействие абсолютно всех музыкантов, что становится понятно, если обратить внимание на авторство песен в трек-листе – каждый из шестерых музыкантов поучаствовал в написании классического материала Hatchet!
Тем не менее, несмотря на все перечисленные плюсы, сугубо с музыкальной точки зрения “Flirtin’ With Disaster” видится мне менее интересным, чем одноименная работа 1978 года, поскольку в композиционном плане звучит менее разнообразно и уж слишком однородно и предсказуемо. На протяжении всего альбома доминирует удалой буги-рок, оставив место хард-року только в жестком звучании. Однако для своего времени и в рамках отдельно взятого жанра альбом очень хорош, и в данном контексте он ничуть не утратил своей привлекательности. Статус классического альбом получил вполне заслуженно – это один из краеугольных камней фундамента, на котором цитадель Molly Hatchet стоит и по сей день. Можно считать, что “Flirtin’ With Disaster” подвел черту и завершил первый этап существования группы, став последним альбомом, записанным в золотом составе. |
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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.
"It's All Over Now"
Well, baby used to stay out all night long.
She made me cry, she done me wrong.
She hurt my eyes open, that's no lie.
Table's turning, now her turn to cry.
[Chorus:]
Because I used to love her but it's all over now.
Because I used to love her but it's all over now.
Well, she used to run around with ev'ry man in town.
Spent all my money playing a high class game.
She put me out, it was a pity how I cried.
The table's turned and now, her turn to cry.
[Chorus:]
Because I used to love her but it's all over now.
Because I used to love her but it's all over now.
Well, I used to wake up in the morning, get my breakfast
in bed.
When I gotten worried, she could ease my aching head.
But now she's here and there with ev'ry man in town.
Instead of trying to take me for that same old clown.
[Chorus:]
Because I used to love her but it's all over now.
Because I used to love her but it's all over now.
Because I used to love her but its all over now.
"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?
"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.
"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.
"Flirtin' With Disaster"
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' with disaster, y'all know what I mean
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
"Good Rockin'"
Well, you've seen us before,
You're going to see us again, ya'll,
We're back in town now, We're playing to win.
Foot stompin' brothers, that's what we are,
No fancy pants, ain't no super star.
You say you came for the party, babe,
You came for the show.
The boys are feeling hot and I'm a ready to go.
So if you're feeling good, if you feel alright,
We're going to have a rock 'n roll time tonight.
[Chorus:]
So c'mon people won't you free your soul,
C'mon babe, let's rock 'n roll.
I want that sweet little missy,
Down there on that front row,
She's looking real fine, babe,
She's ready to go.
She'll get you feeling good, if you feel alright,
Guarantee you good good rockin' tonight.
[Chorus:]
So c'mon baby let's rock 'n roll,
Me and my boys we got total control.
So c'mon people won't you free your soul.
"Gunsmoke"
Well I rode into town with my ear to the ground
Looking for the right hand to play
I felt just right in the heat of the night
I'd ridden many miles that day
I heard of a place where men got together
Playin' and layin' it down
I'm going in to win, but Lord, what a sin
I didn't know they'd gun me down
[Chorus:]
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run
Well the dealer was blind and I was trying to find
A way to keep the winnings I'd found
The smoke was thick, the tension was thicker
I still thought they'd gun me down
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Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run
I didn't come into this ol' two horse town to get all shot
I've got a little livin' on my mind
Aces and eights, ha-ha-ha-ha
Now the dealer dealt me eight and I had my straight
I knew the other men would call
The booze was a flowin', my cards were showing
But my back was up against the wall
[Chorus:]
Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run
C'mon Thunder
"Long Time"
All alone with a full moon to light my night.
Been six long months since I held you tight.
It's been a long time.
Baby, you are my only love,
Sent to me, from Heaven above.
Oh, honey, times are bad.
Got so bad, one lonely night,
I needed you to hold me tight.
Honey, don't be so sad.
I've got you on my mind,
You know I've done you wrong.
Oh, baby, listen to my song.
We made a deal,
I remember the pact,
Now you're gone and I need you back.
Honey, don't be so mad.
There's no other,
there never could be,
You're my woman, my family.
Honey, baby, take me back.
I've got you on my mind,
You know I've done you wrong.
Oh, baby, listen to my song.
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A feeling inside
I couldn't hide,
Now I wish I lied.
Oh, baby, won't you come back home?
Lonely days and damn the nights,
Has it been too long to make things right?
Been a long time,
Lord a long time.
I've got you on my mind,
You know I've done you wrong.
Oh, this pain in my soul.
[Chorus:]
The feeling inside,
I couldn't hide,
Now I wish I lied.
Oh, baby, won't you come back home?
Yeah, a long time.
"Let The Good Times Roll"
Well some people bitch, Lord, some people holler,
About the long days on the road.
Each man can do just what he wants,
But we've all got ot pull our load.
As for myself, I'm gonna take the highway,
It ain't as bad as they say.
Give me wine, women, whiskey, and rock 'n roll,
And let me sleep my days away.
[Chorus:]
C'mon baby, let the good times roll.
C'mon baby, let the good times roll.
I've been all throughout the South land.
Keep moving on down the line.
I ought to settle down some place,
But I just can't find the time.
As for myself, gonna take this highway,
It ain't as bad as they say.
Give me wine, whiskey, women, and rock 'n roll,
And let me sleep my days away.
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C'mon baby, let the good times roll.
C'mon baby, let the good times roll.