Rhaaa, c'est pas la saison... RIP

[benoit suaudeau]

K

[Pronto]

C'est bien les gars, Joe apprécie certainement.

[gema1831]

Pas certains que les plus jeunes connaissent la prestation de Country Joe à Woodstock...

[benoit suaudeau]

Un américain qui n'aimait pas la guerre, ça devrait les intéresser.

[jipé]

one two three what're we fightin for ?
don't ask me i don't give a damn
next stop is viet-nam

[Mickaël]

Je viens de lire que Phil Campbell a rejoint Lemmy aujourd'hui

[archpat]

Bonnie Tyler.
It’s a heartache...

[gema1831]

M*rde alors.
RIP Bonnie.

[LaurentdeLyon]

Merde... Jennifer Finch, bassiste de L7, nous a quitté.

L7 c'est toute ma jeunesse, comme disent les moins jeunes. Merci pour tes gros riffs lourdauds et tes cheveux rouges

[CatchThisMirage]

Bonsoir,

Wayne Charvel, créateur des guitares du même nom, n'est plus de ce monde

Repose en paix

https://fr.audiofanzine.com/charvel/new ... 82189.html

Frédéric

[archpat]

RIP Franck Beard..

[gaffophone]

Oui… C’est pas top !

[gema1831]

RIP Dolly Parton

[banjo980]

[archpat]

Triste

[AlBournach]

RIP Dolly Parton

Et pour ceux qui ne connaissent pas, écoutez "Coat of many colors"; une grande et belle leçon de vie :

https://youtu.be/mfIvRKR3OHw?si=MRUTMgsTs6tvdfM-

Back through the years I go wanderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my mama put the rags to use

There were rags of many colors, and every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
Mama sewed the rags together sewing every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors that I was so proud of

As she sewed, she told a story from the Bible she had read
About a coat of many colors Joseph wore and then she said
"Perhaps this coat will bring you good luck and happiness"
And I just couldn't wait to wear it and momma blessed it with a kiss

My coat of many colors that my mama made for me
Made only from rags but I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me

So with patches on my britches and holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughin' and a-makin' fun of me
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me

And, oh, I couldn't understand it for I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love my mama sewed in every stitch
And I told them all the story mama told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors was worth more than all their clothes

But they didn't understand it and I tried to make them see
That one is only poor only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money but I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors my mama made for me
Made just for me

[archpat]

Peut-être pas sa meilleure chanson mais sûrement la plus touchante