Запись данных эфиров выложена здесь благодаря труду многих людей:

дяди Володи и дяди Миши - как ведущих данных эфиров,

деда Алекса и дяди МЭДа, эти передачи записавших,

радиостанции "Эхо Москвы", как места, откуда эти эфиры были переданы по проводам и преобразованы в радиоволны, радиослушателям, к которым эти волны и устремлялись... и многим-многим другим, здесь не упомянутым.

Дорогие все, большое вам спасибо!

The WHO - Part 4 (1998-07-29)

The WHO (1998)
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The WHO - Part 4 (1998-07-29)

The hosts of the show:
Vladimir Ilinskiy, George Moseshvili, Jude Viktorovna, Natalia Konstantinovna, Olga Palna

 

Love Ain't for Keeping (Who's Next, 1971)

Layin' on my back
In the newly mown grass
Rain is coming down
But I know the clouds will pass
You bring me tea
Say "the babe's a-sleepin'"
Lay down beside me
Love ain't for keeping

Black ash from the foundry
Hangs like a hood
But the air is perfumed
By the burning firewood
The seeds are bursting
The spring is seeping
Lay down beside me
Love ain't for keeping
Lay down beside me
Love ain't for keeping

Lay down beside me
Love ain't for keeping
Lay down my darling
Love ain't for keeping

 

Too Much of Anything (Who's Next, 1971)

I think these hands have felt a lot,
I don't know, what have I touched,
I think these eyes have seen a lot,
I don't know, maybe they've seen too much.

I think this brain has thought a lot,
Searching, trying to find the crutch,
I think this heart has bled once too often,
This time it's bled a bit too much.

Too much of anything, too much for me,
Too much of everything gets too much for me.

I can't remember before '49,
But I know that '48 was there,
My ears let in what I should speak out,
Hmmm, there's something in the air.

Ooh, I've overloaded on my way,
Bye, bye, bye, bye, you better keep in touch.
Think your ears hear a whole lot of music,
And like me they've caught a bit too much.

Too much of anything, is too much for me,
Too much of everything gets too much for me.

I think these hands have felt a lot,
I don't know, what have I touched,
I think these eyes have seen a lot,
I don't know, maybe they've seen too much.

I think this brain has thought a lot,
Oh, searching, trying to find the crutch,
I think these ears hear a whole lot of music,
And like me they've heard a bit too much.

Too much of anything, is too much for me,
Too much of everything gets too much for me.

 

Naked Eye (Odds & Sods, 1974)

Take a little dope
And walk out in the air
The stars are all connected to the brain.
Find me a woman and lay down on the ground,
Her pleasure comes falling down like rain,
Get myself a car, I feel power as I fly,
Oh now I'm really in control,
It all looks fine to the naked eye,
But it don't really happen that way at all,
Don't happen that way at all.

You sign your own name and I sign mine,
They're both the same but we still get separate rooms,
You can cover up your guts but when you cover up your nuts,
You're admitting that there must be something wrong,
Press any button and milk and honey flows,
The world begins behind your neighbor's wall,
It all looks fine to the naked eye,
But it don't really happen that way at all,
Nah nah no, don't happen that way at all.

You hold the gun and I hold the wound,
And we stand looking in each other's eyes,
Both think we know what's right,
Both know we know what's wrong,
We tell ourselves so many many many lies,
We're not pawns in any game, we're not tools of bigger men,
There's only one who can really move us all,
It all looks fine to the naked eye,
But it don't really happen that way at all.

 

Bony Moronie (Thirty Years of Maximum R&B, 1994)

I got a girl named Bony Moronie,
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni,
Ought to see her rock 'n' roll with her blue jeans on,
She's not very fat just skin and bone.
But I love her, she loves me,
All are happy now we can be,
Making love underneath the apple tree.

I told her mama and her papa too,
Just exactly what I want to do,
I want to get married on a night in June,
And rock and roll by the light of a silvery moon,
And I love her, she loves me,
All are happy now we can be,
Making love underneath the apple tree.

She's my one and only, she's my heart's desire,
She's a real upsetter, she's a real live wire,
Everybody turns when my baby walks by,
She's something to see, she really catches the eye.
That's why I love her, she loves me,
All are happy now we can be,
Making love underneath the apple tree.

That's why I love her, she loves me,
All are happy now we can be,
Making love underneath the apple tree.

 

Twist and Shout (Thirty Years of Maximum R&B, 1994)

Well, shake itup, baby, now, (shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout. (twist and shout)
C'mon c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now, (come on baby)
Come on and work it on out. (work it on out)

Well, work it on out, honey. (work it on out)
You know you look so good. (look so good)
You know you got me goin', now, (got me goin')
Just like I knew you would. (like I knew you would)

Well, shake it up, baby, now, (shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout. (twist and shout)
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now, (come on baby)
Come on and work it on out. (work it on out)

You know you twist your little girl, (twist, little girl)
You know you twist so fine. (twist so fine)
Come on and twist a little closer, now, (twist a little closer)
And let me know that you're mine. (let me know you're mine)

Well, shake it up, baby, now, (shake it up, baby)
Twist and shout. (twist and shout)
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now, (come on baby)
Come on and work it on out. (work it on out)

You know you twist your little girl, (twist, little girl)
You know you twist so fine. (twist so fine)
Come on and twist a little closer, now, (twist a little closer)
And let me know that you're mine. (let me know you're mine)

Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now. (shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now. (shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now. (shake it up baby)

 

I'm a Man (Thirty Years of Maximum R&B, 1994)

Now when I was a little boy
'Bout the age of five
I had something in my pocket
Keep a lot of folks alive
Now I'm a man
I'm age twenty-one
You know baby, we can have a lotta fun
I'm a man
I spell "M" "A" "N"...
Man

All you pretty women
Stand in line
I can make love to you baby, in an hour's time
I'm a man
Spelled "M," "A," "N"...
Man

I'm going back down
To Kansas to
Bring back the second cousin
Little John the conqueroo
I'm a man
Spelled "M," "A," "N"... Man

The line I shoot
Will never miss
The way I make love to'em
They can't resist
I'm a man
I spell "M," "A," "N"...
Man...

 

Join Together (Thirty Years of Maximum R&B, 1994)

When you hear this sound a-coming
hear the drummer drumming -
won't you join together in the band.
we don't move in any 'ticular direction
and we don't make no collections

won't you join together in the band.

Ev'rybody really not care
what you eat or what you wear -
won't you join together in the band.
there's a million ways to laugh
ev'ry one's a path -
won't you join together in the band.

Do you don't have to play
you can follow or lead the way -
won't you join together in the band.
we don't know where we're going
but the season's right for knowing -
won't you join together in the band.

It's the singer not the song
that makes the music move along.
Won't you join together in the band.
This is the biggest band you'll find
it's as deep as it is wide -
won't you join together in the band.

Join together
won't you (come on)
join together.
Come on and join together in the band.


Track list:

 Who's Next, 1971
Love Ain't for Keeping (Who's Next, 1971)
Too Much of Anything (Who's Next, 1971)

 Odds & Sods, 1974
Naked Eye (Odds & Sods, 1974)

 Who's Next, 1971
Bony Moronie (Thirty Years of Maximum R&B, 1994)
Twist and Shout (Thirty Years of Maximum R&B, 1994)
I'm a Man (Thirty Years of Maximum R&B, 1994)
Join Together (Thirty Years of Maximum R&B, 1994)

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