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Dire Straits란 이름으로 나온 마지막 앨범. 베스트앨범으로 라이브와 정규앨범으로 구성.(1998년 발매)

 

 

앨범 리뷰

Release date : 1998.10.19.
Recorded at :Basing Street Studios, London, UK - February 1978 [1]; Compass Point Studios, Nassau, BAH [2] ; Power Station Studios, New York, USA - July/August 1980 [3,4] ; Power Station Studios, New York, USA - March 1982/June 1982 [5] ; Jam Studios, London, UK - October 1982 ; [6]Hammersmith Odeon, London, UK - 23.07.1983 [7] ; Air Studios, Montserrat, West Indies - November 1984/March 1985 [8,9,10,11] ; Air Studios, London, UK - November 1990/May 1991 [12,13,14] ; Les Arenes, Nimes, FRA - May 1992 [15,16]
Produced by : Muff Winwood [1] ; Jerry Wexler and Barry Becket [2] ; Mark Knopfler and Jimmy Iovine [3,4] ; Mark Knopfler [5,6,7] ; Mark Knopfler and Neil Dorfsman [8,9,10,11] ; Mark Knopfler and Dire Straits [12,13,14] ; Mark Knopfler, Neil Dorfsman, Guy Fletcher [15,16]

 

Tracks

 1. Sultans Of Swing (5:45)
 2. Lady Writer (3:39)
 3. Romeo and Juliet (5:51)
 4. Tunnel Of Love (8:07)
 5. Private Investigations (5:45)
 6. Twisting By The Pool (3:30)
 7. Love Over Gold - live (3:27)
 8. So Far Away (4:02)
 9. Money For Nothing (4:05)
10. Brothers In Arms (4:56)
11. Walk Of Life (4:07)
12. A Love Idea (3:03)
13. Calling Elvis (4:37)
14. On Every Street (4:34)
15. Your Latest Trick - live (6:29)
16. Local Hero / Wild Theme - live (4:19)

~국내 발매한 음반에는 Heavy Fuel
     대신 A Love Idea 를 수록하였슴. ~


Musicians

 *  Mark Knopfler : guitar, vocals
 *  John Illsley : bass, backing vocals
 *  David Knopfler : rythm guitar, backing vocals [1,2]
 *  Hal Lindes : rythm guitar, backing vocals [5,6,7]
 *  Phil Palmer : ryhthm guitar, backing vocals [15,16]
 *  Barry Becket : keyboards [2]
 *  Roy Bittan : keyboards [3,4]
 *  Alan Clark : keyboards [5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16]
 *  Guy Fletcher : keyboards [8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16]
 *  Mel Collins : saxophone [6,7]
 *  Chris White : saxophone [9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16]
 *  Pick Withers : drums [1,2,3,4,5]
 *  Terry Williams : drums [6,7,8,10,11]
 *  Omar Hakim : drums [9]
 *  Jeff Porcaro : drums [12,13]
 *  Manu Katche: drums [14]
 *  Chris Whitten : drums [15,16]
 *  Joop De Korte : percussions [7]
 *  Danny Cummings : percussions [15-16]
 *  Paul Franklin : pedal steel guitar [15-16]
 *  Sting : backing vocals [9]

 

 

Lyrics >>

>> Sultans Of Swing (Mark Knopfler)

You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel alright when you hear that music ring

You step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Too much competition too many other places
But not too many horns can make that sound
Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town

You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
And an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job he's doing alright
He can play honky tonk just like anything
Saving it up for Friday night
With the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans played Creole

And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
"Thank you good night now it's time to go home"
And he make it fast with one more thing
"We are the Sultans of Swing"

>> Lady Writer (Mark Knopfler)

Lady writer on the t.v.
Talk about the Virgin Mary
Reminded me of you
Expectations left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the t.v.
Yah, she had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the t.v.
She had all the brains and the beauty
The picture does not fit
You talked to me when you felt like it

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Yes and pour rich old man
You know he'd call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus your mother was a jazz singer

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on t.v.
She knew all about a history
you couldn't hardly write your name
I thing I want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the t.v.
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the t.v.
Lady writer on the t.v.
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the t.v.

>> Romeo and Juliet (Mark Knopfler)

A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsus serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Says something like you and me babe how about it ?

Juliet says hey it's Romeo you nearly gimme a heart attack
He's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back
You shouldn't come around here singing up at people like that
Anyway what you gonna do about it ?

Juliet the dice were loaded from the start
And I bet and you exploded in my heart
And I forget the movie song
When you wanna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet ?

Come up on differents streets they both were streets of shame
Both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
And I dreamed your dream for you and your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals ?

Where you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything you promised me think and thin
Now you just says oh Romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him

Juliet when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die
There's a place for us you know the movie song
When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet ?

I can't do the talk like they talk on TV
And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
I can't do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All do is keep the beat and bad company
All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme
Julie I'd do the stars with you any time

Juliet when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die
There's a place for us you know the movie song
When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet ?

A lovestruck Romeo sings a streetsus serenade
Laying everybody low with me a lovesong that he made
Finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
Says something like you and me babe how about it ?

 

>> Tunnel Of Love (Mark Knopfler)

Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's life that choose
Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo
And I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam
And I don't know I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am

In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the race just like me she was a victim of the night
I put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
And i'm just high on the wold
Come on and take a low with ma girl
On the tunnel of love

It's just the danger when you're riding at your own risk
She said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like this
It's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and say
Hey mister give me two give me two cos two can play

And the big wheel on turning neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take the low ride with me girl
On the tunnel or love

Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig
Money for muscle another girl I dig
Another hustle just to make it big
And rockaway rockaway

And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the Spanish City to me when we where kids
Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the Spanish City to me when we where kids

She took off a silver locket she said remember me by this
She put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kiss
And in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me stay

And the big wheel keep on turning neon up above
And I'm high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades
Searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades
In any shooting gallery where promises are made
To rockaway rockaway from Cullercoats and Whitley Bat out to rockaway

And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the Spanish City to me when we where kids
Girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
Like the Spanish City to me when we where kids

 

>> Private Investigations (Mark Knopfler)

It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry

I go checking out the report
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In the line of work
Treachery and treason
There's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can't get used to it

And what have you got at the end of the day ?
What have you got to take away ?
A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies
blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes

Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations

>> Twisting By The Pool (Mark Knopfler)

We're going on a holiday now
Gonna take a villa, a small chalet
On the Costa del Magnifico
Where the cost of living is so low
Yeah, we're gonna be so neat
Dance to the Eurobeat
Yeah, we're gonna be so cool
Twisting by the pool

Sitting in a small cafe now
Swing, swing, swingin to the cabaret
You wanna see a movie, take in a show now
Meet new people at the disco
Yeah, we're gonna be so neat
Dance to the Eurobeat
Yeah, we're gonna be so cool
Twisting by the pool

And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box on the beach

Mmm, you're gonna look so cute
Sunglasses and bathing suites
Be the baby of my dreams
Like the ladies in the magazine
Yeah, we're gonna be so neat
Dance to the Eurobeat
Yeah, we're gonna be so cool
Twisting by the pool

I'm a twisting fool
Just twisting, yeah twisting
Twisting by the pool

>> Love Over Gold (Mark Knopfler)

You walk out on the high wire
You're dancer on thin ice
You pay no heed to the danger
And less to advice
Your footsteps are forbidden
But with knowledge of your sin
You throw your love to all the strangers
And caution to the wind

And you go dancing through doorways
Just to see what you will find
Leaving nothing to interfere
With the crazy balance of your mind
And when you finally reappear
At the place where you came in
You're thrown your love to all the strangers
And caution to the wind

I takes love over gold
And mind over matter
To do what you to that you must
When the things that you hold
Can fall and be shattered
Or run through your fingers like dust

>> So Far Away (Mark Knopfler)

Here I am again in this mean old town
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down
You're so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me

I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
When you're so far away from me
I'm tired of making out on the telephone
And you're so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me

I get so tired when I have to explain
When you're so far away from me
See you've been in the sun and I've been in the rain
And you're so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me

>> Money For Nothing (Mark Knopfler / Sting)

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's

See the little faggot with the earring and the make-up
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's millionaire

We gotta install microwawve ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's

I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that ? Hawaiian noises ?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

We gotta install ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TV's, Lord

Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' get your chicks for free
Money for nothin' get chicks for free

>> Brothers In Arms (Mark Knopfler)

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds
So many differents suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

>> Walk Of Life (Mark Knopfler)

Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say
Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah the boy can play
Deplication devotion
Turning all the night into the day

He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, he do the walk of life

Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story
Hand me down my walkin' shoes
Here comes Johnny with the power and the glory
Backbeat the talkin' blues
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah the boy can play
Delication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day

He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, he do the walk of life

Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say
Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah the boy can play
Deplication devotion
Turning all the night into the day

And after all the violence and double talk
There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife
You do the walk, you do the walk of life

>> Calling Elvis (Mark Knopfler)

Calling Elvis
Is anybody home
Calling Elvis
I'm here all alone
Did he leave the building
Or can he come to the phone
Calling Elvis
I'm here all alone

Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well
Let me leave my number
Heartbreak hotel
Oh love me tender
Baby don't be cruel
Return to sender
Treat me like a fool

Calling Elvis
Is anybody home
Calling Elvis
I'm here all alone
Did he leave the building
Can he come to the phone
Calling Elvis
I'm here all alone

Why don't you go get him
I'm his biggest fan
You gotta tell him
He's still the man
Long distance baby
So far from home
Don't you think maybe you could put him on

Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well
Let me leave my number
Heartbreak hotel
Oh love me tender
Baby don't be cruel
Return to sender
Treat me like a fool

Calling Elvis
Is anybody home
Calling Elvis
I'm here all alone
Did he leave the building
Or can he come to the phone
Calling Elvis
I'm here all alone

 

>> On Every Street (Mark Knopfler)

There's gotta be a record of you someplace
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown - a picture of your face
Your injured looks
The sacred and profane
The pleasure and the pain
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A ladykiller - regulation tattoo
Silver spurs on his heels
Says - what can I tell you, as I'm standing next to you
She threw herself under my wheels
Oh it's a dangerous road
And a hazardous load
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A three-chord symphony crashes into space
The moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
It's a ravenous town
And you still refuse to be traced
Seems to me such a waste
And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street

 

>> Your Latest Trick (Mark Knopfler)

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 roars dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
And most of the taxis and the whores
Are only taking calls for cash

I 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 trick

My 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 in twelve bars down Lover's Lane
And you never did have the intelligence to sue
The twelve keys handing off my chain

I 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 trick

Now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horms
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 left

I 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 trick

     
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