In 2007 we won the "Union Blues Cup" at the Notodden Blues Festival, and the following year we released our debut album "Hotter Than Georgia Asphalt" with special appearances by Norwegian guitar virtuoso Vidar Busk. The same year we also did several concerts with Vidar at Moldejazz, a festival that has since greeted us with open arms and sold-out crowds in both 2009 and 2010.
These days we're releasing our brand new EP "My Arrival" , with excerpts being listenable on this very page. We sincerely hope you all enjoy it!
2) - Red Hot is an AOR/hard rock band Helsingborg, Skåne County, Sweden, that was formed in the early 80s.
Fly
Red Hot Lyrics
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Flea!
Flea fly!
Flea fly!
Flea fly flo!
Flea fly flo!
Beestay!
Beestay!
A koomalada koomalada koomalada beestay!
Oh no no no not the beestay!
Oh no no no not the beestay!
Eeny meeny exla meeny exla meeny solo meeny eeny meeny exla meeny solo meeny so!
Eeny meeny exla meeny exla meeny solo meeny eeny meeny exla meeny solo meeny so!
A weepasop eepasop eepasop a little and a rum scum tum and a time a yo
weepasop eepasop eepasop a little and a lily o lily o spilly o blow!
A weepasop eepasop eepasop a little and a rum scum tum and a time a yo!
Shut up!
The lyrics of Red Hot Chili Peppers' song Flea Fly may seem nonsensical and abstract at first glance, but they are actually a recitation of a traditional children's rhyme. The song is a mashup of various nursery rhymes, including "Flea Fly," "Beestay," and "Eeny Meeny." These rhymes are typically used as hand clapping games or sung in a call-and-response format, and they have been passed down through generations of children.
The opening lines of "Flea Fly" are a call-and-response chant between the leader and the group. The leader sings "Flea!" and the group responds with "Flea fly!" This pattern continues, adding "Flea Fly Flo" and "Beestay" to the mix. "Beestay" is derived from the Latin word "beestatus," meaning "blessed." In the context of the song, it is unclear what the beestay symbolizes, but it is likely a reference to another nursery rhyme.
The rest of the song is made up of various nonsense words and phrases that are common in children's rhymes. The section that begins with "Eeny Meeny" is another popular childhood chant that is used to make arbitrary choices or decide on a course of action. The final line, "Shut up," is a reprimand to those who may be talking or not following along with the rhyme.
Overall, "Flea Fly" is a playful and nonsensical song that captures the joy and randomness of childhood. While it may not have a deep meaning or message, it is a reminder of the importance of play and imagination in our lives.
Line by Line Meaning
Flea!
Someone calling out to 'Flea'
Flea fly!
Asking a Flea to fly
Flea fly flo!
Asking a Flea to continue flying
Beestay!
Asking a bee to stay
A koomalada koomalada koomalada beestay!
Repeating the request for the bee to stay with nonsensical syllables
Oh no no no not the beestay!
Realizing that the bee may be dangerous and retracting the request for it to stay
Eeny meeny exla meeny exla meeny solo meeny eeny meeny exla meeny solo meeny so!
Chanting a nonsensical phrase possibly to keep the rhythm going
A weepasop eepasop eepasop a little and a rum scum tum and a time a yoweepasop eepasop eepasop a little and a lily o lily o spilly o blow!A weepasop eepasop eepasop a little and a rum scum tum and a time a yo!
Another nonsensical phrase being chanted, potentially as a silly interlude or just to keep the rhythm going
Shut up!
Someone telling someone else to be quiet
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MoeBeToBlame, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: MICHAEL PETER BALZARY, JACK IRONS, ANTHONY KIEDIS, HILLEL SLOVAK
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@hilalkaya7007
LYRİCS
Can I get your hand to write on
Just a piece of leg to bite on
What a night to fly my kite on
Do you want to flash your light on?
Take a look, it's on display for you
Coming down, no, not today
Did you meet your fortune teller
Get it off with no propeller
Do it up, it's on with Stella
What a way to finally smell her
Pick it up, but not too strong for you
Take a piece and pass it on
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
Fly on my wind
Rebel and a liberator
Find a way to be a skater
Rev it up to levitate her
Super friendly aviator
Take a look, it's on display for you
Coming down, no, not today
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
In the water, where I center my emotion
All the world can pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We'll find a place together
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, do you
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Whoa) whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, want to?
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
In the water where I center my emotion
All the world can pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We're gonna live forever
@javiercassianobustamante4705
MY ZEPHYR SONG
Can I get your hand to write on
Just a piece of leg to bite on
What a night to fly my kite on
Do you want to flash your light on
Take a look
It's on display for you
Coming down
No, not today
Did you meet your fortune teller
Get it off with no propeller
Do it up, it's on with Stella
What a way to finally smell her
Pick it up
If not too strong for you
Take a piece
And pass it on
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
Fly on my wind
Rebel and a liberator
Find a way to be a skater
Rev it up to levitate her
Super friendly aviator
Take a look
It's on display for you
Coming down
No, not today
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
In the water where I center my emotion
All the world can pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We'll find a place together
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa - do you
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Whoa) whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa - want to
(Yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
In the water where I center my emotion
All the world can pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We're gonna live forever...
forever...
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"The Zephyr Song"
Can I get your hand to write on
Just a piece of leg to bite on?
What a night to fly my kite on
Do you want to flash your light on?
Take a look it's on display for you
Coming down, no not today
Did you meet your fortune teller
Get it off with no propeller
Do it up it’s on with Stella
What a way to finally smell her
Pickin’ up but not too strong for you
Take a piece and pass it on
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together
Fly on my wind
Rebel and a liberator
Find a way to be a skater
Rev it up to levitate her
Super friendly aviator
Take a look it's on display for you
Comin’ down, no not today
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together
In the water where I center my emotion
All the world can pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We’ll find a place together
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa - do you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa - won't you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more than ever
And in this perfect weather
We’ll find a place together
In the water where I center my emotion
All the world can pass me by
Fly away on my zephyr
We’re gonna live forever
Forever
@theamberheardplaylist6768
@@mcspiderkid2015 Blood, Sugar, Sex, Dickheads
It just happened again. I read a news story about Flea playing the national anthem as a bass solo at Kobe’s final game with the Lakers and I went nuts. Every time I’m reminded that the Red Hot Chili Peppers exist, I lose my mind. It’s been a frequent occurence lately. They’re about to release a new record and the promo machine is gearing up.
25 years ago, when I worked at Epic, I had a fucked up experience with the Chili Peppers. The incident was about a 3 on the 1-10 scale of sexual harassment in the music business of the 80s and 90s, and I never consciously thought it was that big a deal. I wasn’t even aware of how intensely I hated them until a couple of months ago, when the kid that works the desk at my gym played “Can’t Stop.”
I was furious; I felt like my blood had been replaced with a million small bombs and all of them were about to explode. I threw my weights to the floor mid-rep and pounded to the desk. Just before I screamed the only words I could come up with — NO. MORE. CHILI. PEPPERS. — I realized I had to leave. I knew I’d be unable to restrain myself if I had to hear Anthony sing “mop tops are happy when they feed you” or “can’t stop, addicted to the shindig, chop top, he says I’m gonna win big.” When I calmed down, I thought about how overblown my reaction was, and allowed for the first time that maybe I didn’t hate them simply because they suck.
I heard stories about the Chili Peppers and the way they treated women long before Anthony was convicted of sexual battery and indecent exposure in 1989 and Chad and Flea were arrested for lascivious behavior, battery and disorderly conduct in 1990. No one in the music industry really gave a shit. As their legal issues made headlines, they left EMI, and every label, including Epic, wanted to sign them. I was horrified.
I initially refused to even go to a meeting with the band. The A&R guy was a friend, though, and after an hour of talking about it, I reluctantly agreed to attend. At the meeting, I did a credible impression of a person who didn’t think the Chili Peppers were complete shit; I talked enthusiastically about strategy, artist development and press campaigns, and I presented ideas on further establishing their image. None of them involved wearing socks on their dicks.
After the meeting, I took two of the Chili Peppers to the storage room, where we kept the box sets and CDs, to get the standard sign-with-us swag. As we looked in a cabinet, they pressed up against me and told me about all of the ways we could make a super sexy sandwich.
At first I thought they were joking. When I realized they weren’t, I ran from the storage room to my office, where I closed my door, sat down at my desk, and cried. I was humiliated and weirdly ashamed, and embarrassed that I was humiliated and weirdly ashamed. I thought I was a badass. Being a victim didn’t fit my self-perception.
When the Chili Peppers’ then-manager knocked on my door a few minutes later, I stopped crying and let him in. He offered an apology that sounded memorized; it was one he’d obviously offered many times before. The A&R guy apologized after the Chili Peppers left, and I decided to get over it. I told myself that I knew what I was getting into when I started working in the music business. I was used to the shit that happened late at night, back in Boston, when I was wasted and hanging out at gigs and after show parties. I wasn’t cool with any of it, but I accepted it, and even though the incident with the Chili Peppers took place when I was an executive at a major label, sober and doing my job at 2:00 in the afternoon, I decided to accept that, too. It was just the way things were.
Most of the women I know who worked in the music business in the late 80s and early 90s put up with sexual harassment. We didn’t talk about it to our friends, for the most part, and not many of us took any action. We were ashamed or afraid or didn’t think we’d be believed. We thought we’d be blamed, or worse, we blamed ourselves. We didn’t want to be perceived as weak, and we thought that in order to succeed, we just had to put up with it. Sexual harassment came along with working in the music industry — it was an everyday reality — and a lot of us didn’t even realize that anything was wrong. Most of the reasons we kept quiet will never stop being reasons — shame and fear aren’t going to go away — but at least now we know when we’re being harassed.
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I started writing about sexual harassment in the music industry in January, just after Amber Coffman tweeted about Heathcliff Berru. I knew I had something to say, but I didn’t realize that it was about the incident with the Chili Peppers until I heard “Don’t Stop” at the gym. I didn’t understand why my response was so extreme, and then, this weekend, I talked to people I was close to at Epic. One was my boss. I never told him what happened, and with the exception of two close friends, I never told anyone else. And that’s what disturbs me most.
Fuck the Red Hot Chili Peppers and the misogynistic culture of the music industry that kept me from speaking up in 1991. I wish I had. I’m not naive enough to think it would have made much of a difference, but if it kept just one person from having to hear “Californication,” it would have been a start.
@RedHotChiliPeppers
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