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great acoustic song. + Informações

The Ataris - My Hotel Year (Acoustic). + Informações

After scouring youtube for ANY of this band's recorded material, I finally felt compelled to share at least one song. The album, "The Composition of Ending and Phrasing" is in my top ten albums (and I listen to a LOT different of music), as it contains inexplicably memorable riffs and melodies that bring me back to my youth.. I honestly think they should have at least one song up. plenty of "lyrics" websites have a recording, so this is really no different. Lyrics: "archaic motion twelve feet behind yourself we used to walk together for so long it's not it's not over it's never ending simply existing in the halls of yesterday exit to meaning you're not forgotten i just need a little more evidence of your survival is that your final answer to what we had? simply existing simply gone bad" My Hotel Year - Your Survival (The Composition of Ending and Phrasing, 2004). + Informações

My Hotel Year - Sunrise at 16. + Informações

Kris Roe & Johnny Collura of The Ataris playing "My Hotel Year" acoustic. Club Crannell Street; Poughkeepsie, NY; December 8, 2005.. + Informações

My Hotel Year performs Breathing Patterns on May 26th, 2007 at their reunion show at Firestone.. + Informações

MHY playing may 26 2007 at club firestone. + Informações

"Blue Skies, Broken Hearts..." acoustic tour, Chain Reaction, Anaheim, CA 12/02/2007. + Informações

Music Video for the song Everyday. + Informações

My Hotel Year. Composition of Ending and Phrasing. Doghouse Records. + Informações

Kris Roe preforming My Hotel Year @ Championship in Harrisburg,PA. + Informações

My Hotel Year playing a reunion show at Firestone In Orlando, FL May 26, 2007. + Informações

Tom from Rushmore/Goodbye Sunrise performing My Hotel Year by The Ataris. + Informações

Artist: Chris Isaak Album: Chris Isaak Song: Blue Hotel Year: 1987 Credits to skirgsk and Mazdak! Enjoy the masterpiece Lyrics: Blue Hotel, on a lonely highway, Blue Hotel, life don't work out my way. Blue Hotel, on a lonely highway, Blue Hotel, life don't work out my way. I wait alone each lonely night. Blue Hotel... Blue Hotel... Blue Hotel, every room is lonely, Blue Hotel, I was waiting only. The night is like her lonely dream. Blue Hotel... Blue Hotel... Blue Hotel, on a lonely highway, Blue Hotel, life don't work out my way. I wait alone each lonely night. Blue Hotel... Blue Hotel.... + Informações

Visit www.joeyquits.com to hear more hotel worker stories! Follow us at http and at facebook.com Email joeyquits@gmail.com for more info on submitting a story Video by Jori Ketten, featuring the What Cheer? Brigade www.whatcheerbrigade.com I want to give a little context for the many of you who don't know me I worked in this hotel for 3.5 years. I worked while going to school full time to pay my tuition and living expenses. This was not a job I had for two weeks before quitting in a hissy-fit. The working conditions in the hotel are horrendous. In the kitchen, workers are regularly forced to work 10, 11, 14, 16 hour shifts that begin at 5:30AM and last well into the night. Housekeepers are reprimanded if they fail to clean 16 rooms or more in a 9 hour shift. Anyone who speaks up?especially anyone who is openly pro-union?is disciplined or fired. Managers, like Jared, scream down employees daily. I worked extremely hard to change the conditions in the hotel. My co-workers and I regularly organized ourselves to push back against management and demand respect. I was also one of many workers who led the fight to organize a formal union at the hotel. For legal reasons I must mention that this specific action was an individual decision and had nothing to do with the union. The hotel has yet to recognize our union, and they continue a vicious union-busting campaign. They punish and fire pro-union workers, spread lies in captive-audience meetings, and generally attempt to scare .... + Informações

From their 1971's LP "Cahoots", one of the well known Bob's songs. Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble Ancient footprints are everywhere You can almost think that you're seein' double On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs Got to hurry on back to my hotel room Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece She promised that she'd be right there with me When I paint my masterpiece Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum Dodging lions and wastin' time Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece Sailin' round the world in a dirty gondola Oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola! I left Rome and landed in Brussels On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside Newspapermen eating candy Had to be held down by big police Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent When I paint my masterpiece. + Informações

Song: We Will Fall Band: The Stooges Album: The Stooges Year: 1969 Genre: Proto-Punk Lyrics: Oh gi ran ja ran ja ja ran.... Tonight I'll hold myself tight I won't fight, I won't fight Then I whisper to me Then I whisper to me Then I 'll lay right down and I 'll lay right down on my back on my bed in my hotel and I'll be in love Well, all night, all night and in the mornin' I'll be ready To see you, to see you Don't forget to come Room 121 Don't forget to come I'll be shakin' I'll be tremblin' I'll be happy, I'll be weak And lI'll love you, and lI'll love you And we'll fall to sleep We'll fall to sleep Six o'clock, dong, dong real far, real far good-bye, good-bye, good-b. + Informações

Lyrics: On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, 'this could be heaven or this could be hell' Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say... Welcome to the hotel california Such a lovely place Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the hotel california Any time of year, you can find it here Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some dance to remember, some dance to forget So I called up the captain, 'please bring me my wine' He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine' And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say... Welcome to the hotel california Such a lovely place Such a lovely face They livin' it up at the hotel california What a nice surprise, bring your alibis Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice And she said 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device' And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast The stab it with their steely knives, But they just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember .... + Informações

Part of my favourite scene from Breathless. /about/ Breathless (French: À bout de souffle; literally "at breath's end") is a 1960 film directed by Jean-Luc Godard. Godard's first feature-length film is among the inaugural films of the French New Wave. It derived from a scenario by fellow New Wave director, François Truffaut, and the film was released the year after Truffaut's The 400 Blows and Alain Resnais's Hiroshima, Mon Amour. Together the three films brought international acclaim to the nouvelle vague. At the time, Breathless attracted much attention for its bold visual style and the innovative editing use of jump cuts.. + Informações

Hotel California Meme: i.chzbgr.com Lyrics On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, "This could be Heaven or this could be Hell" Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say... Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year (Any time of year) You can find it here Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some dance to remember, some dance to forget So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine" He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine" And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say... Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place) Such a lovely face They livin' it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) Bring your alibis Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device" And in the master's chambers, They .... + Informações

WPBF's Ted White talks to Latarian milton about grabbing his grandmother's keys and crashing her car.. + Informações

© The Eagles, Asylum, Warner Bros & WMG From the 1977 album of the same title, 'Hotel California'. Lyrics by Don Henley, Don Felder & Glenn Frey On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, 'this could be heaven or this could be hell' Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say... Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place Such a lovely place Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year, Any time of year, you can find it here Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some dance to remember, some dance to forget So I called up the captain, 'please bring me my wine' He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine' And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say... Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place Such a lovely place Such a lovely face They livin' it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise, What a nice surprise bring your alibis Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice .... + Informações

Eagles - Hotel California Lyrics: On a dark desert highway Cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas Rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself "This could be heaven or this could be hell" Then she lit up a candle And she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor I thought I heard them say Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year You can find it here Her mind is Tiffany-twisted She got the Mercedes-Benz She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys That she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard Sweet summer sweat Some dance to remember Some dance to forget So I called up the captain "Please bring me my wine" He said, "We haven't had that spirit here Since 1969" And still those voices are calling from far away Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place Such a lovely face They're living it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise Bring your alibis Mirrors on the ceiling The pink champagne on ice And she said, "We are all just prisoners here Of our own device" And in the master's chambers They gathered for the feast The stab it with their steely knives But they just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember, I was .... + Informações

The Eagles - Hotel California -Lyrics turbotubevideos.com On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, 'this could be heaven or this could be hell' Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say... Welcome to the hotel california Such a lovely place Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the hotel california Any time of year, you can find it here Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some dance to remember, some dance to forget So I called up the captain, 'please bring me my wine' He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine' And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say... Welcome to the hotel california Such a lovely place Such a lovely face They livin' it up at the hotel california What a nice surprise, bring your alibis Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice And she said 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device' And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast The stab it with their steely knives, But .... + Informações