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INTERPRÉTATION
Donald Fagen
Chant
Lou Marini
Saxophone alto
Amy Helm
Chœurs
Angela Clemmons-Patrick
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Brenda King
Chœurs
Curtis King
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Dian Sorel
Chœurs
Diane Garisto
Chœurs
Fonzie Thornton
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Frank Floyd
Chœurs
Jenni Muldaur
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Katherine Russell
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Mindy Jostyn
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Roger Rosenberg
Saxophone baryton
Ronnie Cuber
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Walter Becker
Guitare
Christopher Parker
Batterie
Alan Rubin
Trompette
Randy Brecker
Trompette
Dave Tofani
Saxophone ténor
Lawrence Feldman
Flûte
Georg Wadenius
Guitare
Paul Griffin
Orgue Hammond
Bashiri Johnson
Percussion
Leroy Clouden
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Illinois Elohainu
Saxophone
Jim Pugh
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Donald Fagen
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dave Russell
Ingénieries complémentaires
David Dill
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Tom Fritze
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Tony Volante
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Wayne Yurgelun
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Walter Becker
Production
Phil Burnett
Assistance d’ingénierie
Glen Meadows
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Roger Nichols
Ingénierie de prise de son
André Grassi
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Bob Mitchel
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jay Ryan
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
John Neff
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Troy Halderson
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Paroles
On a night like this
You look up at your lover
It's like you're in some old cartoon
Then you detect
The scent of faded roses
Up in the sky
It's that cruel countermoon
Could that be murder you see in her eyes
You try a long and desperate kiss
You can't escape it
That beam is sure to find you
On a night like this
The story is told
How the women get restless
And the men grow cold
Gotham shudders
There's a chill in the air
There's a countermoon
Lovers all beware
Hand in hand
You walk along the river
You stop to clutch and caress
A countermoon beam
Comes sweeping off the water
She goes "You're not my Jackie.
My Jackie was the best."(he was the best)
Spitewaves are threatening
The seaside hotels
It's nasty weather for July
Last night you loved her
Tonight you wonder why
On a night like this
The story is told
How the women get restless
And the men grow cold
Gotham shudders
There's a chill in the air
There's a countermoon
Lovers all beware
At every pay phone
There's somebody cryin'
All the streets are slick with tears
When you see that blue ray
There's a heartquake on the way
On a night like this
The story is told
How the women get restless
And the men grow cold
Gotham shudders
There's a chill in the air
There's a countermoon
Lovers all beware
On a night like this
The story is told
How the women get restless
And the men grow cold
Gotham shudders
There's a chill in the air
There's a countermoon
Lovers all beware
Writer(s): Donald Jay Fagen
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