Like a Rolling Stone: Tonč Feinig & The Little Big Band in St. Paul
How great does it feel bei Jazz, Bob Dylan, Kärntner Volksmusik – deutschsprachig wie slowenisch – same time same station – Platz St. Blasien in St. Paul #
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People call say ‚beware doll, you’re bound to fall‘
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ahh you’ve gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody’s ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you’re gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Kultursommerkonzerthöhepunktfinale und Hitzewellenzwischenfinale
Freundliche Begrüßung am St. Pauler Rathausplatz
Der St. Pauler Kultursommer ist auch in Zukunft in guten Händen
Vorfreude auf des kultursommerliche Konzertereignis
Letzte große Konzertankündigung des scheidenden Kultursommerintendanten Prof. Siegi Hoffmann, der sich mit diesem Konzert einen Herzenswunsch erfüllen konnte
Mit Song de Samba gehts los
Dekle na vrtu
Tonč Feinig & Edgar Unterkirchner
Ganz spezielle Erklärungen für alle seine Lieder
Gern hobn tuat guat
V Šmihelu no kajžico mam
In da Mölltolleitn
In der verlängerten Pause Lavanttaler Weine, Pale Ale, etc …
Pat-Man – Pat Metheny alias Filip Vadnu
Jamestown – Alexandra Lassnig-Walder Bariton Sax
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
„Come in, “ she said
„I’ll give you shelter from the storm“
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I’ll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death and men who are fighting to be warm
„Come in, “ she said
„I’ll give you shelter from the storm“
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
„Come in, “ she said
„I’ll give you shelter from the storm“
Für Bob Dylan fans
Standing Ovations
Zwei tolle Zugaben im St. Pauler Nachthimmel
