Álbum Private Investigations (Mark Knopfler)

Private Investigations de Mark Knopfler

Álbum de Mark Knopfler

Valora este álbum

Private Investigations es un álbum de Mark Knopfler, publicado en 2005. El disco incluye 23 canciones, entre ellas «Telegraph road», «Sultans of swing», «Love over gold» y «Rome & Juliet».

Sobre el álbum

Este recopilatorio de 2005 es una pieza esencial en la discografía de Mark Knopfler porque, por primera vez, une en un solo lanzamiento lo mejor de su carrera con Dire Straits y su aclamada trayectoria en solitario. "Private Investigations" funciona como el puente definitivo entre dos etapas de una misma y brillante mente creativa, mostrando la evolución y la coherencia de su sonido.

El doble álbum está dividido de forma inteligente. Un disco se centra en los himnos de estadio y los grandes éxitos de Dire Straits, como "Sultans of Swing" o "Money for Nothing", mientras que el otro se sumerge en el material más introspectivo y atmosférico de su carrera solista y sus bandas sonoras.

El oyente puede apreciar en perspectiva la transición de un icono del rock global a un trovador de raíces folk. "Private Investigations" no es solo un grandes éxitos, sino una autobiografía musical que permite comprender en su totalidad el viaje de uno de los guitarristas y compositores más elegantes y personales de la historia del rock.

Listado de Canciones

Disco 1

  1. Telegraph road

    Letra

    A long time ago came a man on a track Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back And he put down his load where he thought it was the best He made a home in the wilderness He built a cabin and a winter store And he ploughed up the ground by the cold lake shore And the other travellers came walking down the track And they never went further and they never went back Then came the churches then came the schools Then came the lawyers then came the rules Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads And the dirty old track was the telegraph road Then came the mines - then came the ore Then there was the hard times then there was a war Telegraph sang a song about the world outside Telegraph road got so deep and so wide Like a rolling river And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze People driving home from the factories There's six lanes of traffic Three lanes moving slow I used to like to go to work but they shut it down I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found Yes and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles They can always fly away from this rain and this cold You can hear them singing out their telegraph code All the way down the telegraph road You know I'd sooner forget but I remember those nights When life was just a bet on a race between the lights You had your head on my shoulder you had your hand in my hair Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care But believe in me baby and I'll take you away From out of this darkness and into the day From these rivers of headlights these rivers of rain From the anger that lives on the streets with these names Cause I've run every red light on memory lane I've seen desperation explode into flames And I don't wanna see it again From all of these signs saying sorry but we're closed All the way down the telegraph road
  2. Sultans of swing

    Letra

    You get a shiver in the dark It's raining in the park but meantime South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing Dixie double four time You feel alright when you hear that music ring You step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many other places But not too many horns can make that sound Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing And an old guitar is all he can afford When he gets up under the lights to play his thing And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene He's got a daytime job he's doing alright He can play honky tonk just like anything Saving it up for Friday night With the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band It ain't what they call rock and roll And the Sultans played Creole And then the man he steps right up to the microphone And says at last just as the time bell rings 'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home' And he makes it fast with one more thing 'We are the Sultans of Swing'
  3. Love over gold

    Letra

    You walk out on the high wire You're a dancer on thin ice You pay no heed to the danger And less to advice Your footsteps are forbidden But with knowledge of your sin You throw your love to all the strangers And caution to the wind And you go dancing through doorways Just to see what you will find Leaving nothing to interfere With the crazy balance of your mind And when you finally reappear At the place where you came in You've thrown your love to all the strangers And caution to the wind It takes love over gold And mind over matter To do what you do that you must When the things that you hold Can fall and be shattered Or run through your fingers like dust
  4. Rome & Juliet
  5. Tunnel of love

    Letra

    Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that I choose Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo And I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam And I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light She had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night I put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love It's just the danger when you're riding at your own risk She said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like this It's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and say Hey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig Money for muscle another girl I dig Another hustle just to make it big And rockaway rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids Oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids She took off a silver locket she said remember me by this She put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kiss And in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk away I could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me stay And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above And I'm just high on the world Come on and take a low ride with me girl On the tunnel of love And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades Searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades In any shooting gallery where promises are made To rockaway rockaway from Cullercoats and Whitley bay out to rockaway And girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids Girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did Like the spanish city to me when we were kids
  6. Private investigations

    Letra

    It's a mystery to me - the game commences For the usual fee - plus expenses Confidential information - it's in a diary This is my investigation - it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports - digging up the dirt You get to meet all sorts in this line of work Treachery and treason - there's always an excuse for it And when I find the reason I still can't get used to it And what have you got at the end of the day? What have you got to take away? A bottle of whisky and a new set of lies Blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes Scarred for life - no compensation Private investigations
  7. So far away

    Letra

    Here I am again in this mean old town And you're so far away from me And where are you when the sun goes down You're so far away from me So far away from me So far I just can't see So far away from me You're so far away from me I'm tired of being in love and being all alone When you're so far away from me I'm tired of making out on the telephone And you're so far away from me So far away from me So far I just can't see So far away from me You're so far away from me I get so tired when I have to explain When you're so far away from me See you've been in the sun and I've been in the rain And you're so far away from me So far away from me So far I just can't see So far away from me You're so far away from me
  8. Money for nothing
  9. Brothers in arms

    Letra

    These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire I've witnessed your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad In the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There's so many different worlds So many different suns And we have just one world But we live in different ones Now the sun's gone to hell And the moon's riding high Let me bid you farewell Every man has to die But it's written in the starlight And every line on your palm We're fools to make war On our brothers in arms
  10. Walk of life

    Letra

    Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story Hand me down my walkin' shoes Here come Johnny with the power and the glory Backbeat the talkin' blues He got the action, he got the motion Yeah the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day And after all the violence and double talk There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife You do the walk, you do the walk of life
  11. You latest trick

Disco 2

  1. Calling Elvis

    Letra

    Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Or can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Why don't you go get him - I'm his biggest fan You gotta tell him - he's still the man Long distance baby - so far from home Don't you think maybe you could put him on Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number - heartbreak hotel Oh love me tender - baby don't be cruel Return to sender - treat me like a fool Calling Elvis - is anybody home Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone Did he leave the building Can he come to the phone Calling Elvis - I'm here all alone
  2. On every street

    Letra

    There's gotta be a record of you someplace You gotta be on somebody's books The lowdown - a picture of your face Your injured looks The sacred and profane The pleasure and the pain Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A ladykiller - regulation tattoo Silver spurs on his heels Says - what can I tell you, as I'm standing next to you She threw herself under my wheels Oh it's a dangerous road And a hazardous load And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A three-chord symphony crashes into space The moon is hanging upside down I don't know why it is I'm still on the case It's a ravenous town And you still refuse to be traced Seems to me such a waste And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
  3. Going home
  4. Darling pretty

    Letra

    It's time to come away, my darling pretty It's time to come away on the changing tide Time to come away, darling pretty And I need you darling by my side Heal me with a smile, darling pretty Heal me with a smile and a heart of gold Carry me awhile, my darling pretty Heal my aching heart and soul Just like a castaway Lost upon an endless sea I saw you far away Come to rescue me Cast away the chains, darling pretty Cast away the chains away behind Take away my pain, my darling pretty And the chains that once were yours and mine There will come a day, darling pretty There will come a day when hearts can fly Love will find a way, my darling pretty Find a heaven for you and I Love will find a way, my darling pretty Find a heaven for you and I
  5. The long road
  6. Why aye man

    Letra

    "WHY AYE MAN" We had no way of staying afloat, We had to leave on a ferryboat. Economic refugees, On the run to Germany. We had the back of Maggie's hand, Times were tough in Geordieland. We got our tools and working gear And humped it all from Newcastle to here. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. We're nomad tribes, travelling boys, In the dust and dirt and the wrecking noise. Drills and hammers, diggers and picks, Mixing concrete, laying bricks. There's English, Irish, Scots, the lot. United Nations what we got. Brickies, chippies, every trade. German building, British made. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Nay more work on Maggie's farm. Haddaway down the autobahn. Mine's a Portakabin bed, Or a bunk in a Nissen hut instead. There's plenty Deutschmarks here to earn. And German tarts are wunderschön. German beer is chemical free. Germany's alright with me. Sometimes I miss my river Tyne, But you're my pretty fräulein. Tonight we'll drink the old town dry, Keep our spirit levels high. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man. Why aye, why aye man. Why aye man, Why aye, why aye man. Sometimes I miss my river Tyne, But you're my pretty fräulein. Tonight we'll drink the old town dry, Keep wor spirit levels high. Sometimes I miss my river Tyne, But you're my pretty fräulein. Tonight we'll drink the old town dry, Keep wor spirit levels high.
  7. Sailing to Philadelphia

    Letra

    I am Jeremiah Dixon I am a Geordie boy A glass of wine with you, sir And the ladies I'll enjoy All Durham and Northumberland Is measured up by my own hand It was my fate from birth To make my mark upon the earth... He calls me Charlie Mason A stargazer am I It seems that I was born To chart the evening sky They'd cut me out for baking bread But I had other dreams instead This baker's boy from the west country Would join the Royal Society... We are sailing to Philadelphia A world away from the coaly Tyne Sailing to Philadelphia To draw the line The Mason-Dixon line Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon But I swear you'll make me mad The West will kill us both You gullible Geordie lad You talk of liberty How can America be free A Geordie and a baker's boy In the forest of the Iroquois... Now hold your head up, Mason See America lies there The morning tide has raised The capes of Delaware Come up and feel the sun A new morning is begun Another day will make it clear Why your stars should guide us here... We are sailing to Philadelphia A world away from the coaly Tyne Sailing to Philadelphia To draw the line The Mason-Dixon line
  8. What it is

    Letra

    The drinking dens are spilling out There's staggering in the square There's lads and lasses falling about And a crackling in the air Down around the dungeon doors The shelters and the queues Everybody's looking for Somebody's arms to fall into That's what it is It's what it is now There's frost on the graves and the monuments But the taverns are warm in town People curse the government And shovel hot food down Lights are out in the city hall The castle and the keep The moon shines down upon it all The legless and asleep And it's cold on the tollgate With the wagons creeping through Cold on the tollgate God knows what I could do with you That's what it is It's what it is now The garrison sleeps in the citadel With the ghosts and the ancient stones High up on the parapet A Scottish piper stands alone And high on the wind The highland drums begin to roll And something from the past just comes And stares into my soul And it's cold on the tollgate Let the drums beat the tatoo Cold on the tollgate God knows what I could do with you That's what it is It's what it is now What it is It's what it is now There's a chink of light, there's a burning wick There's a lantern in the tower Wee Willie Winkie with a candlestick Still writing songs in the wee wee hours On Charlotte Street I take A walking stick from my hotel The ghost of Dirty dick Is still in search of Little Nell That's what it is It's what it is now It's what it is What it is now
  9. Trawlermans song
  10. Boom like that
  11. All the road running
  12. Bonus track dueto con Emmylou Harris