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Beat-Club was a German music program that ran from September 1965 to December 1972. It was broadcast from Bremen, West Germany on Erstes Deutsches Fernsehen, the national public TV channel of the ARD, and produced by one of its members, Radio Bremen, later co-produced by WDR following the 38th episode. It is notable for being the first German show dedicated to popular music, and featured artists such as The Moody Blues, MC5, The Equals, King Crimson, Grateful Dead, Captain Beefheart, Joe Cocker, Zager and Evans, Cream, Frank Zappa, The Rolling Stones, Steppenwolf, Gene Pitney, Ten Years After, Rory Gallagher, Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Jimi Hendrix, Ike & Tina Turner, The Who, Harry Nilsson, David Bowie, Bee Gees, The Beach Boys, Chicago, The Doors, Emerson, Lake & Palmer, Kraftwerk, Yes, and Robin Gibb in its seven-year run. In 1972, it was replaced by Musikladen.
Performances from the show can now be seen on VH1 Classic, and reruns air in several European countries. Several DVD collections have also been released.
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The Grateful Dead was an American rock band formed in 1965 in Palo Alto, California. Ranging from quintet to septet, the band was known for its unique and eclectic style, which fused elements of country, folk, bluegrass, blues, reggae, rock, improvisational jazz, psychedelia, space rock, for live performances of lengthy instrumental jams, and for their devoted fan base, known as "Deadheads". "Their music," writes Lenny Kaye, "touches on ground that most other groups don't even know exists." These various influences were distilled into a diverse and psychedelic whole that made the Grateful Dead "the pioneering Godfathers of the jam band world". The band was ranked 57th in the issue The Greatest Artists of all Time by Rolling Stone magazine. The band was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1994 and their Barton Hall Concert at Cornell University (May 8, 1977) was added to the Library of Congress's National Recording Registry. The Grateful Dead have sold more than 35 million albums worldwide.
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Beat Club #51 (1970)
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Beat Club # 18 - Ram Jam Band; Cliff Bennett; Smoke; Jimi Hendrix; The Who
Beat Club: Frontiers Of Progressive Rock; King Crimson-The Nice-Soft Machine-Yes
Beat Club: Crazy World; Alice Cooper-Captain Beefheart-MC5-New York Dolls
Grateful Dead - Beat Club, Bremen, West Germany, April 21 1972 (Full Performance)
Stevie Wonder - The Beat Club (1973)
Beat Club # 01 - The Liverbirds; John O'Hara & his Playboys
Beat-Club 51 - 31.01.1970 01 Humble Pie - The Sad Bag Of Shaky Jake 02 Free - Mr. Big 03 Juicy Lucy - Chicago North Western 04 Renaissance - Island 05 Spirit - 1984 06 Colosseum - The Machine Demands A Sacrifice 07 John Mayall - I'm Gonna Fight For You J.B. 08 Canned Heat - Let's Work Together 09 Canned Heat - Move On Down The Road
Jethro Tull, Spirit, Free, Humble Pie, Renaissance, Colloseum, John Mayall, Canned Heat, Badfinger & Joe Cocker
March 11 1967: Taped at the Marquee-Club, London: -Geno Washington and The Ram Jam Band - "Michael (The Lover)" and "You Don't Know (Like I Know)." -Cliff Bennett and The Rebel Rousers - "I Take What I Want" and "I'll Take Good Care of You." -The Smoke - "My Friend Jack." -Jimi Hendrix - "Hey Joe" and "Purple Haze." -The Who - "Happy Jack," "So Sad About Us" and "My Generation."
Emerson Lake & Parmer: Nifa Edge 0:05 King Crimson: Larks Tongues In Aspic 7:35 The Nice: Hang On The Dream 13:35 Soft Machine: Composition Based On 3 Tunes 21:00 Yes: Yours Is No Grace 33:00 Beat Club: Frontiers Of Progressive Rock; Emerson Lake & Parmer/ King Crimson/ The Nice/ Soft Machine/ Yes 060203
Alice Cooper Captain Beefheart/ FLO & Eddie/ MC5/ Arthur Brown/ Slade/ New York Dolls Alice Cooper: I'm Eighteen 0:05/ Public Animal #9 5:55 Captain Beefheart & Magic Band: I'm Gonna Boogalize You 11:20 Fluorescent Leech & Eddie: Feel Older Now 16:25 MC5: Kick Out TheJams 20:30 Arthur Brown: Fire 24:50 Slade: Goz I Luv You 27:45 New York Dolls: Lookin' For A Kiss 31:30 Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band: I'm The Urban Spaceman 34:55 Beat Club: Crazy World 060203
Grateful Dead - Beat Club, Bremen, West Germany, April 21 1972 (Full Performance) 01-Bertha. 02-Playing In The Band. 03-Mr. Charlie. 04-Sugaree. 05-One More Saturday Night. 06-Playing In The Band. 07-Beat It On Down The Line. 08-Truckin.' 09-Drums. 10- The Other One. Jerry Garcia. Phil Lesh. Bob Weir. Ron 'Pigpen' McKernan. Bill Kreautzmann. Keith Godchaux. Donna Godchaux.
A rare recording of Stevie Wonder in his prime. One of his best! Ollie Brown on drums, Mike Sembello on the Gretsch guitar, Marlo Henderson with the Les Paul, Reggie McBride on bass. Singers l-r Denise Williams, Lani Groves, Shirley Brewer 1. Jam 2. Contusion 3. Higher Ground 4. Don't You Worry 'Bout A Thing 5. I Can See The Sun In Late December 6. He's Misstra Know-It-All 7. Living For The City 8. Superstition
Sept 25 1965: -Show begins with an introduction by William Wieben. -Opening credits: The Yankees - "Halbstark." (at the time it meant 'Beatnicks' or young, aggressive, mostly male adolescents). -Beat-Club hosts: Gerd Augustin and Uschi Nerke. -The Yankees (band from Bremen) - "Tequila," "Always and Ever" and "Help." -The Liverbirds (all-female band from Liverpool) - "Peanut Butter," short interview, "Why Do You Hang Around Me" & "Bo Diddley Daddy." -John O'Hara & his Playboys (band from Scotland) - "I'm Down" and "We´ve Gotta Get Out of This Place." -John O'Hara & his Playboys perform "Wooly Bully" (while audience members demonstrate a dance called "The Memphis"). -Closing credits: John O'Hara & Playboys continue with "Wooly Bully." -30 minutes / Aired Saturday 4:45pm - 5:15p...
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Yo, who wanna wreck you with the iller thug, super killer thug
You know that thug that's used to doin' it out the dub
I go Shaft on niggaz, don't make me have to call my killers
Staff on niggaz, get bloodbaths for all you niggaz
Yo, I ain't tryna talk shit straight up I walk this shit
I'm used to bossin' shit and offin' clips
See hood is around my way, they talk often quick
To us you spit, and leave that nigga coffin shit
See we gang, we never bought it in the streets, I slang
Peeps I train to hustle, get it take out names
Let me bang and spread it all around the project blocks
I'm sick with glocks, now bitches get ridiculous jocks
Now thug filthy niggaz walkin' through your club with blunts
Grill with fronts, keep Henny on the spill for months
I get trucks from the bitches and the niggaz I crush
And figure the last niggaz that fuck with us
Yo, Mag never roll with a gun, Mag roll with a two-case
Get up in some beef niggaz end up with a screw face
Besides that I got a gang of P-town niggaz with court cases
And they all gettin' life
We can be enemies after fuckin' your wife, or runnin' train on 'em
Piss on a slut, let it rain on 'em
But I'd rather put my brain on 'em
Look at the bitch, she got a frame on 'em
Mag hit it then came on 'em
"Alias" if you with me you ride
Get in the back of the Lex' and be out of your tux
Label me "Alias" from my respects to crack this case
I'm past bein' berserk, nigga, look at my face
I got an ill way of showin' my pain
Fuck talkin' how I'm hurt, Mag take out his brain
I'm goin' insane and y'all niggaz, hatin' my thang
Mag the illest nigga spittin', fuck the simple and plain
Sin the reason why rap ain't gon' be the same
First niggaz speak my name, off with his brain
Put the heat to his back, clap his lungs collapse
If I would sell, six plat', I'm done with rap
How many y'all gotta touch, then found out Sin's too much
Uncut, can't touch
You remind me, of pussy, you bitch ass nigga
Up North, drawers off, snitch ass nigga
Now I'm hangin' with superstars and fuckin' them in the cocktail room
After the nuttin', sweep 'em out with the broom
Mag ghetto as ever but mo' cheddar
Used to smoke dub sacks now just pound [unverified]
But I got a sweet tooth for crime but never kill
I run with steel, stay in the house, put my dick up in Jill
Poppin' usin' the pill, never did it before
I wanna see how it feel, when you fuck wit' my skill
I make a mil' [unverified], pussy much fine in weather
Fam's wipin' they tongues a little
Mag run for the street, or for the block
Brand new cribs still dissin' the pot
Some bums take change see
Neighbors lookin' at Mag strangely
Find thyself, hangin' from a tree
But I'm a real life gleeful
"Alias" is next, but that nigga ain't diesel [unverified]
Yo, I used to keep it on the low when I was younger
But now I'm big boss in the game, come let me show you somethin'
So whatchu need is a tech or a four five calico with a nose wide
And women don't know when to slow slide
My A-K in the cut, with my 'dro hidin'
I keep them hookers holdin' my fort, and keep a low vibe
I heard the feds hate me 'cuz I'm so live
From five o'clock to four oh five sellin' quarters and dimes
Even Magoo got a watch, I ain't dumb
Ain't no familiars in this place where I'm slingin' it from
I got wholesale weight, that low sale weight
Or any kind of weight that make my dough flow straight
'Cuz I'm, oh, so great, real thugs, no fake
That's why they down to play me on radio stations and rotations
Thugs hate, everything I stand fo', throw hands fo'
Make plans fo', roll on yo' camp fo'
Laid back in the same colored Escalade
Run over rappers that test the brake
Leave you under the jeep and test your faith
Put it in reverse and, crush your face
Go to court, tell the judge fuck the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut your face
Get it right nigga, you dealin' with apes
I came for the safe now show me the cake, uhh
Listen, as soon I'm on the show you struggle in raps
Anticipate nickel plates, man, right where you sat
Like a panel nigga under your shirt, picture that
How your child's gonna burp when you losin' your lap?
Hey, I'm bringin' the shade, don't floss in the day
Niggaz think they so cold like they jewelry okay
I'm hittin' hoes, respondin' like you charmin' the dame
Crackin' up like, "Damn, which one of y'all paid?"
A pretty boy got hookers thinkin' that the blows don't trade
That's the day that the curls slide under the braid
I'll give you somethin' sharp to raise that line in your fade
Different ligaments torn for every round that's sprayed
Puttin' hoes into groups and spittin' them up like Jake
Du-rags ain't safe, bullets skip through waves
I'll hop drive thru, pop somethin' in Dave