Raridades
Músicas não gravadas e coversJuliette sempre escolheu covers interessantes para apresentar para o público durante suas turnês, e no meio de tantos shows, algumas músicas próprias também rolaram e nunca tiveram a oportunidade de serem gravadas.
Aqui você confere essa lista, e se souber de alguma que não está por aqui, fale para nós!
Rant (Ao Vivo – Juliette & The Licks)
Hot Stuff (Cover Donna Summer)Sittin’ here eatin’ my heart out waitin’
Waitin’ for some lover to call
Dialed about a thousand numbers lately
Almost rang the phone off the wall
[Refrão]
Lookin’ for some hot stuff baby this evenin’
I need some hot stuff baby tonight
I want some hot stuff baby this evenin’
Gotta have some hot stuff
Gotta have some lovin’ tonight
I need hot stuff
I want some hot stuff
I need some hot stuff
Lookin’ for a lover who needs another
Don’t want another night on my own
Wanna share my love with a warm blooded lover
Wanna bring a wild man back home
[Refrão]
Sittin’ here eatin’ my heart out, no reason
Won’t spend another night on my own
I dialed about a hundred numbers baby
I’m bound to find somebody home
[Refrão]
Search & Destroy (Cover Iggy & The Stooges)I’m a street walking cheetah
with a heart full of napalm
I’m a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb
I am a world’s forgotten boy
The one who searches and destroys
Honey gotta help me please
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby detonates for me
Look out honey, ’cause I’m using technology !
Ain’t got time to make no apology
Soul radiation in the dead of night
Love in the middle of a fire fight
Honey gotta strike me blind
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby penetrates my mind
And I’m the world’s forgotten boy
The one who’s searchin’, searchin’ to destroy
And honey I’m the world’s forgotten boy
The one who’s searchin’, searchin’ to destroy
Forgotten boy, forgotten boy
Forgotten boy said hey forgotten boy
No Fun (Acoustic Cover Iggy Pop)[2x]
No fun my babe, no fun
No fun my babe, no fun
It’s no fun to be alone
Walking by myself
It’s no fun to be alone
In love with nobody else
No fun
Well maybe go out, maybe stay home
Maybe call Mom on the telephone
Well c’mon, well c’mon
C’mon c’mon
No fun
Yeah
I just wanna tell you
I just wanna tell you
How I fell, yeah
It’s no, no, no Fun
No, no, no Fun
Yeah
Somebody To Love (Cover Jefferson Airplane)When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joys within you dies
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
and your mind is full of red
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
but in your head baby I’m afraid you don’t know where it is
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
tears are running ah running down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love
I’m Waiting For The Man (Cover Velvet Underground)Acústica, em ensaio do QOOB, apenas com Todd no violão:
… e com Joe Sumner (Fiction Plane), em um show em Paris em 2010!
I’m waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I’m waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin’ uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin’ our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it’s the furthest from my mind
I’m just lookin’ for a dear, dear friend of mine
I’m waiting for my man
Here he comes, he’s all dressed in black
PR shoes and a big straw hat
He’s never early, he’s always late
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait
I’m waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody’s pinned you, but nobody cares
He’s got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I’m waiting for my man
Baby don’t you holler, darlin’ don’t you bawl and shout
I’m feeling good, you know I’m gonna work it on out
I’m feeling good, I’m feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that’s just some other time
I’m waiting for my man
Proud Marry (Cover Creedence Clearwater Revival) – com Camp FreddyJuliette fez alguns shows com Camp Freddy, banda de Dave Navarro que só toca covers. Aqui vai uma de suas participações:
Left a good job in the city,
Working for The Man every night and day,
And I never lost one minute of sleeping,
Worrying ’bout the way things might have been.
CHORUS:
Big wheel keep on turning,
Proud Mary keep on burning,
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river.
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis,
Pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans,
But I never saw the good side of the city,
Until I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.
CHORUS
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river.
If you come down to the river,
Bet you gonna find some people who live.
You don’t have to worry ’cause you have no money,
People on the river are happy to give.
CHORUS
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river.
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river.
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the river.
Ain’t Talking ‘Bout Love (Van Halen) – com Camp FreddyI heard the news baby
All about your disease
Yeah, you may have all you want baby
But I got somethin’ you need. Oh, yeah!
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
Just like I told you before. Yeah, before
You know you’re semi-good lookin’
And on the streets again
Ooh yeah, you think you’re really cookin’ baby
You better find yourself a friend, my friend
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Ain’t gonna talk about love
Just like I told you before! Before! Uh, before! Uh, before! Before!
[Solo Guitarra]
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
Babe, it’s rotten to the core
Ain’t talkin’ bout love
Just like I told you before. Uh, before
I been to the edge
And there I stood and looked down
You know I lost a lot of friends there baby
I got no time to mess around
Mmm, so if you want it, got to bleed for it baby
Yeah! Got to, got to bleed, baby
Mmm, you got to, got to bleed, baby
Hey! Got to, got to bleed baby
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
My love is rotten to the core
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
Just like I told you before! Before! Before!
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
Don’t wanna talk about love
Don’t need to talk about love
Ain’t gonna talk about love
No more! No more! Ahhh!
[Solo Guitarra]
[Vários]
Hey, hey, hey!
Dirty Deeds (Cover AC/DC) – com Camp FreddyIf you’re havin’ trouble with the high school head
He’s givin’ you the blues
You wanna graduate but not in his bed
Here’s what you gotta do
Pick up the phone, I’m always home
Call me any time
Just ring 36 24 36 hey
I lead a life of crime
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
(Dirty deeds and they’re done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds and they’re done dirt cheap)
You got problems in your life of love
You got a broken heart
He’s double dealin’ with your best friend
That’s when the teardrops star fella
Pick up the phone, I’m here alone
Or make a social call
Come right in, forget ’bout him
We’ll have ourselves a ball hey
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
(Dirty deeds and they’re done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds and they’re done dirt cheap)
Yeahhh
If you got a lady and you want her gone
But you ain’t got the guts
She keeps naggin’ at you night and day
Enough to drive you nuts
Pick up the phone, leave her alone
It’s time you made a stand
For a fee, I’m happy to be
Your back door man hey
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
(Dirty deeds and they’re done dirt cheap) yeah
(Dirty deeds and they’re done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds and they’re done dirt cheap)
(Dirty deeds and they’re done dirt cheap)
Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT
(Done dirt cheap)
Neck ties, contracts, high voltage
(Done dirt cheap)
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, do anything you want me to
Done dirt cheap
Dirty deeds, dirty deeds, dirty deeds,
Done dirt cheap, ahhhhh
Beast of Burden (Acoustic Cover Rolling Stone – 99Xposure)I’ll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad but it’s a hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me
I’ll never be your beast of burden
I’ve walked for miles my feet are hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I’m not too blind to see
I’ll never be your beast of burden
So let’s go home and draw the curtains
Music on the radio
Come on baby make sweet love to me
Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I’m not too blind to see
Oh little sister
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, girl
You’re a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Pretty, pretty
Such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Come on baby please, please, please
I’ll tell ya
You can put me out
On the street
Put me out
With no shoes on my feet
But, put me out, put me out
Put me out of misery
Yeah, all your sickness
I can suck it up
Throw it all at me
I can shrug it off
There’s one thing baby
That I don’t understand
You keep on telling me
I ain’t your kind of man
Ain’t I rough enough, ooh baby
Ain’t I tough enough
Ain’t I rich enough, in love enough
Ooh! Ooh! Please
I’ll never be your beast of burden
I’ll never be your beast of burden
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
I don’t need no beast of burden
I need no fussing
I need no nursing
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
‘Laverne & Shirley‘ Opening Theme (Cover)
