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In 2004 we stayed with a friend a half hour outside of Paris and went to a nearby town called "Mantes-la-Jolie" ("pretty Mantes") for lunch, and despite being told it had a somewhat dangerous element amongst the young folks, we decided to take a walk across the bridge over the Seine. Sounds pretty idyllic I guess :)
As we headed to the west bank across the bridge, a tough looking young guy with an amazingly good-looking girl on each arm was strutting towards us. The closer he got, the more dangerous he looked, and the more apparent it became that the five of us were not going to be able to fit across the pathway at the same time - one thing was for sure, he wasn't going to step aside to let us through, or form a single file to give us some space. Eventually we had no choice but to step onto the busy road (I guess we could have jumped 10 metres into the Seine below, but that seemed a bit like overdoing it). Turned out he at least had a sense of humour in thanking us! All in all, a 60 second experience which I've somehow dragged out to 6:39 in song. Made quite an impression on me.
Interestingly our friend has recently moved to live in Mantes-la-Jolie, so we'll be staying there for four or five days in June. Hopefully we won’t encounter our “gangsta francaise” again – or any of his pals :)
Three Tele tracks, B3, bass and drums (midi, played in on the Yamaha PSR). It's a slow groove of a song with a nice finish (so hang in there).
Songart from http://www.flickr.com/photos/indestructiblesoul/
As we headed to the west bank across the bridge, a tough looking young guy with an amazingly good-looking girl on each arm was strutting towards us. The closer he got, the more dangerous he looked, and the more apparent it became that the five of us were not going to be able to fit across the pathway at the same time - one thing was for sure, he wasn't going to step aside to let us through, or form a single file to give us some space. Eventually we had no choice but to step onto the busy road (I guess we could have jumped 10 metres into the Seine below, but that seemed a bit like overdoing it). Turned out he at least had a sense of humour in thanking us! All in all, a 60 second experience which I've somehow dragged out to 6:39 in song. Made quite an impression on me.
Interestingly our friend has recently moved to live in Mantes-la-Jolie, so we'll be staying there for four or five days in June. Hopefully we won’t encounter our “gangsta francaise” again – or any of his pals :)
Three Tele tracks, B3, bass and drums (midi, played in on the Yamaha PSR). It's a slow groove of a song with a nice finish (so hang in there).
Songart from http://www.flickr.com/photos/indestructiblesoul/
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Lyrics
Down That Street
© 2009 Neil Porter
When I first saw you walking down the street
You were tall and dark and cool and dressed just right
You had a lovely girl on either arm
You didn’t get them just with charm
When I first saw you walking down the street
You were tall and dark and dressed to kill
You were coming side by side
When I first saw you walking down that street
You were tall and dark with looks to kill
The path wasn’t that wide
When I first saw you walking down that street
As you got closer I could see you smile
Diamond studs and shoes that said “I got some style”
Heaps of gold that that showed your class
Clothes were sharp, shades as black as night
Instrumentals
You kept on coming walking down the street
Cars to my left, ten metres to the water on my right
And something told me there was more
To your story than I saw
Seemed a good time for me to be discreet
With lowered eyes I stepped out on the road
I guess I knew that you were sharp and dressed to kill
I heard you say “merci monsieur”
You smiled a friendly smile at me
As I was standing out there in the road
Ad lib outro:
When I first saw you walking down that street
I saw you truckin’ down that street
When I first saw you walking down that street
Truckin’ down that street
Those ladies looked real good but I
Couldn’t look ‘em in the eye
When I first saw you walking down that street
I thought if I looked too close
I could really really die
When I first saw you walking down that street
© 2009 Neil Porter
When I first saw you walking down the street
You were tall and dark and cool and dressed just right
You had a lovely girl on either arm
You didn’t get them just with charm
When I first saw you walking down the street
You were tall and dark and dressed to kill
You were coming side by side
When I first saw you walking down that street
You were tall and dark with looks to kill
The path wasn’t that wide
When I first saw you walking down that street
As you got closer I could see you smile
Diamond studs and shoes that said “I got some style”
Heaps of gold that that showed your class
Clothes were sharp, shades as black as night
Instrumentals
You kept on coming walking down the street
Cars to my left, ten metres to the water on my right
And something told me there was more
To your story than I saw
Seemed a good time for me to be discreet
With lowered eyes I stepped out on the road
I guess I knew that you were sharp and dressed to kill
I heard you say “merci monsieur”
You smiled a friendly smile at me
As I was standing out there in the road
Ad lib outro:
When I first saw you walking down that street
I saw you truckin’ down that street
When I first saw you walking down that street
Truckin’ down that street
Those ladies looked real good but I
Couldn’t look ‘em in the eye
When I first saw you walking down that street
I thought if I looked too close
I could really really die
When I first saw you walking down that street
Feter
WO ..this Funky ....great great lines ...amazing rockin sound comin
these days from down under ...loved the jive ..cool story as well ..
what a joy this keys are ..I m head bangin ...this is top notch all
around specially the Teles ..thnx alot for sharin ...boomin boomin !!!!