Watching Freedom Strikes A Blow 1973 Yr For Mac


It was the night of October 7, 2001, less than a month after 9/11, and from the United States’ new Combined Air Operations Center (CAOC) in Saudi Arabia, it was the job of Lieutenant General. The early life and military career of John Sidney McCain III spans the first forty-five years of his life (1936–1981). McCain's father and grandfather were admirals in the United States Navy. McCain was born on August 29, 1936, in the Panama Canal Zone, and attended many schools growing up as his family moved among naval facilities.


I know there's one or two of you out there who can't get enough of my remixes, and to BOTH of you I say.;') not being content to leave well enough alone, here's my attempt at adding a percussion break to the Gypsy remix. If you love the song, hey, it just lasts longer and you can sing along to it more as you walk down the street!!!

As well, I addressed some static issues in the ballad intro and cut the Dave Stewart 'Ladies and Gentlemen' speech and tap dance. I always prefer a remix that sounds like the original song - modern 'house' and 'trance' re-interpretations just drive me up the wall - I LOVE REAL MUSIC!! I want the music to send me on a journey, not some chemical made in a bathtub!!

Watching Freedom Strikes A Blow 1973 Yr For Mac

Is there any hope for me?? A remix of a great song with the dancefloor in mind, with more of a four-on-the-floor feel, but still respecting the kick/snare of the pop heartbeat in the original. The Mac is of course backing Stevie up, but in this arrangement, a nod to the Giorgio Moroder/Pete Belotte style that propelled Donna Summer to the top of the charts. Stevie has her own channel here on Youtube! For years, I thought the lyric was about her youth, but because of the words used (and my love of disco- who's kidding who?) I assumed the words 'velvet underground' and 'back to the floor that I love' were about New York, Andy Warhol and Studio 54!

It turns out to be something different, but magic nonetheless. Aren't we lucky to share the planet at the same time as all these fabulous singers? Donna, Babs, Whitney, Sheena, Jane Oliver, Olivia, Stevie, Bette. Their styles may differ, but they touch us in wonderful, affirming ways. Is it just me, or is Stevie a goddess? The queen of mysticism. So I'm back, to the velvet underground Back to the floor, that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was To the gypsy.

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