Halfweg de jaren 80 verscheen het lichtjes geniale album Brothers in arms van de lichtjes geniale Dire Straits. Rond die periode zag ik ze dan ook aan het werk op de festivalweide van Werchter.
HET saxofoonnummer bij uitstek:
Songtekst Your latest trick
All the late night bargains have been struck
Between the satin beaus and their belles
And prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes and roars of dinosaurs
They’re all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis, most of the whores
Are only taking calls for cashI don’t know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all I can do is hand it to you
And your latest trickMy door was standing open
Security was laid back and lax
But it was only my heart got broken
You must have had a pass key made out of wax
You played robbery with insolence
And I played the blues on twelve bars down on Lover’s Lane
And you never did have the intellegence to use
The twelve keys hanging off my chainI don’t know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all I can do is hand it to you
And your latest trickNow it’s past last call for alcohol
Last drinker has been here and gone
The landlord finally paid us off
The satin jazz men have put away their horns
And we’re standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a Bowery bum when he finally understands
The bottle’s empty and there’s nothing leftI don’t know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But all I can do is hand it to you
And your latest trick
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