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Foggy night in Spitalfields
« am: 06.02.2014 20:49 Uhr »
Ein Lied von Chris Bolister

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3RXUkXeHphk
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The tune, the phrasing, the chorus, the instruments. Brilliant

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( Foggy night in Spitalfields )

Here's to Polly , Annie , Liz & Cathy , Mary Kelly too ,
and all the poor unfortunates who lived alongside you ,
the torment and the suffering this whole town put you through ,
on a foggy night in Spitalfields , I'll raise a glass to you .

It was in that bloody Autumn back in 1888 ,
on the cobbled streets of Whitechapel , a killer lay in wait .
In the gaslight passageways a shadow , no one knows for sure ,
the old East End of London town , was shaken to its core .

Poor ol Polly Nichols , Jolly bonnet upon your head ,
all ya needed was just four pence , and a place to rest your head ,
so how you ended up that night , down in ol Bucks Row ,
beneath the shadow of the Ripper , it's for only you to know

Then alonglong came Annie Chapman , Dark Annie she was known ,
from the Ten Bells pub to Hanbury street she wandered all alone ,
it was early in the morning , the clock in Brick lane chimed ,
who left you in the yard that morn , at the back of twenty nine .

Lizzy Stride , just 45 , her friends all called her long ,
to walk these streets of London town , from Sweden she had come ,
as the rain came down in Berners street , did ya struggle Liz, did ya fight ,
could you feel the Ripper watching you , that dark September night .

Not even fifty minuites had passed, when up in Mitre Square ,
Cathy who dya trust to lead you to , the darkest corner there ,
did they know your name was Eddows , was it you they came to find ,
God bless ya Catherine Eddows and the streets you left behind .

Mary , Mary , Mary Jane , what in Gods name did you do ,
did you know the killer at your door , did you let him walk on through ,
just a Violet from mothers grave , you could hear black Mary sing ,
but when the Ripper walked out of Millers court , you couldn't hear a thing

So Here's to Polly , Annie , Liz & Cathy , Mary Kelly too ,
and all the poor unfortunates who lived alongside you ,
the torment and the suffering this whole town put you through ,
on a foggy night in Spitalfields , I'll raise a glass to you .


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Re: Foggy night in Spitalfields
« Antwort #1 am: 26.02.2014 21:07 Uhr »
Bis jetzt wurde das Lied hier weit ueber 100 mal  "aufgerufen".
Was ist eigentlich eure Meinung  dazu ?

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Re: Foggy night in Spitalfields
« Antwort #2 am: 27.02.2014 14:57 Uhr »
Hallo Southwark,

Ich finde es sehr gelungen, rundum. Ist eben auch eine Art, mit den Geschehnissen umzugehen. Eben auch eine Betrachtungsweise, eine Erfahrung und warum nicht? Ich meine es aber bereits vor deinem Posting hier im Casebook oder JTR Forums gehört zu haben.

Vor kurzen kam ich über diese Quellen auch an das hier von Andrew Firth und Adam Wood, “Procession“ genannt:

https://www.mediafire.com/folder/9af4igdnnsrii/

Mir gefällt es.

Beste Grüße,

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