Lyrics ... Opening show song. Energetic, jazzy, lively & joyful song. Male & ...Opening show song. Energetic, jazzy, lively & joyful song. Male & female duet. Swing orchestra & rhythm. In the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 50s.
The Attraction of Opposites
Music By Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves
I’m this you’re that
You’re sharp and I’m flat
You’re hot I’m not
you’re bold and I’m shy
Maybe one day w’ell see eye to eye?
We’re told that it’s a fact
That opposites attract
Are we made for each other?
Funny how it goes
You hit it on the nose (Yeah!)
I’ll be here ,you’ll be there
We could be anywhere
I’don’t care, we’re a pair
What are we waiting for?
I don’t see no need for hesitating
Let’s not analyse
The wherefore’s and the why’s
Cos you know that there is no
Better place to start
Listen to your heart
We can go readily
Taking it steadily
Perfectly thrlilingly
Ever so willingly
It’s not complicated
I can go high
I can go low
Fast,
slow
Let that river flow
Maybe we are right
Maybe we are wrong
It was meant to happen all along
So if he is mine I’m his
That’s the way it is
Love is bitter-sweet
There’s nothing we can
Do about it
Is it all probable?
Nothing’s impossible
chemical,’lectrical, don’t try to fight it it’s
Cleary unavoidable
Don’t ask why
Don’t try to understand
Just give me your hand
My oh my is this life… Grand
Lyrics ... Determined, exuberant & passionate show song. Male singer in crooner ...Determined, exuberant & passionate show song. Male singer in crooner style, Swing orchestra with string ensemble, brass, vibes & rhythm. In the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 60s & 70s.
THE TALK OF THE TOWN
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
At last here comes the big day
I’ve waited for this moment
For so long
I’ve got a Broadway opening
Finally things are happening
My way
There will be lines around the block
Stars in limos, famous celebrities
New York’s finest
All come to see me
The thrill, the magic of applause,
Someone like me simply adores
If I’m a hit I must admit immodestly
I had it coming to me
The heights of fame are heady
But I am more than ready
To get there
So here I am at last
I’m going places fast
And I know where
I’ve always been aware of it
One day I’ll be getting my share of it
And I’m gonna be
The talk of the town
The thrill, the magic of applause,
That little old me simply adores
If I’m a hit I must admit immodestly
I had it coming to me and the whole world can see that I’m ready to be
The talk of the town
The Talk of the Town ...The Talk of the Town Instrumental 1 [CEZ4511 - 12]
1
2'26
Julien Vega
Instrumental version with tap dance @ 1'08, Confident, easy going & ...Instrumental version with tap dance @ 1'08, Confident, easy going & carefree. Swing orchestra with strings, brass, vibes & rhythm. In the spirit of the musicals of the 50s & 60s.
The Talk of the Town ...The Talk of the Town Instrumental 2 [CEZ4511 - 13]
0
2'25
Julien Vega
Instrumental version without tap dance. Confident, easy going & ...Instrumental version without tap dance. Confident, easy going & carefree. Jazz orchestra with strings, brass, vibes & rhythm. In the spirit of the musicals of the 60s & 70s.
Klezmer Jazz in the style of the 30s. Nonchalant, swaying & constant. ...Klezmer Jazz in the style of the 30s. Nonchalant, swaying & constant. Clarinet, sax, tuba, trombone & rhythm. Suggested for Yiddish life.
Italiano: A Londra sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Londra sono stato a mangiare un po’ di gnocchi. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, dei gnocchi cosi cotti, Che sembrano cemento! A Parigi sono stato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Parigi sono stato a mangiare maccheroni. Il cuoco mi ha servito, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Tre scarsi maccheroni, che del gusto solo l’ombra! Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma !Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso. A Pechino loro fanno, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Pechino loro fanno Stranissimi spaghetti. Mangiar con le bacchette, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, Ma mangiar con le bacchette, c'è da diventar matto! A Miami ho ordinato, Mamma mia, Mamma mia, A Miami ho ordinato Pesto e parmigiano. E che mi hanno portato? Mamma mia, Mamma mia, E che mi hanno portato? Ketchup e coca cola!Ah, Mamma! Ah Mamma mia, la tua pasta, Al po-po-po-po-po-po-po-mo-do-ro, Nessuno la fà, con la tua salsa Con pep-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-pe-ron-ni. Dei ravioli, dei tortellini, E l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-l'o-glio d'o-li-va, Da mamma mamma mia, io son' in paradiso, Da mam-ma mam-ma mi-a, io son in pa-pa-ra-diso.
Français: Je suis allé à Londres, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Londres manger des gnocchis.Le chef m’a servi, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Des gnocchis tellement cuits,Qu’on aurait dit du ciment. Je suis allé à Paris, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Je suis allé à Paris manger des maccheronis.Le chef m’a servit, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Trois pauvres maccheronis, qui n’avait que l’ombre de leur goût ! Ah Mamma mia, tes pâtesAux tomates,Personne ne sait la faireAvec ta sauce aux piments.Des raviolis, des tortellinis,Et l’huile d’olive,De maman, Mamma mia, je suis au paradis A Pekin il font, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Pekin il fontD’étranges spaghettis.Manger avec les baguettes, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Mais manger avec les baguettes, c’est à devenir fou
A Miami j’ai commandé, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,A Miami j’ai commandé,Du pesto et du parmesan.Et qu’est-ce qu’ils m’ont apporté ?Du ketchup et du coca cola !!
English: I went to London, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to London and ate gnocchi.The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Gnocchi so overcookedYou’d have thought it was cement. I went to Paris Mamma mia, Mamma mia,I went to Paris and ate maccheroni, The chef served me, Mamma mia, Mamma mia,Three poor maccheroni, a pale shadow. Ah !Mamma mia,
your pastaWith tomatoes,No one, can make it your spicy sauceMamma’s ravioli, tortellini,And olive oilMamma mia I am in heaven In Peking they make Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Peking they make strange spaghettiTo eat with chopsticks,
Mamma mia, Mamma mia,But to eat with chopsticks is to go crazy. In Miami I ordered Mamma mia, Mamma mia,In Miami I orderedPesto and parmesan.And what did they bring me?Ketchup and a Coca cola!!
Retro & better-sweet tango with a burlesque touch. Small ensemble ...Retro & better-sweet tango with a burlesque touch. Small ensemble with violin, mutted trumpet, woodblock & accordion.