So, on the show this week:
Album on the Week: Virginia Wolf's stunning debut album!
Gone But Not Forgotten/Should Have Been Bigger: 5 songs from bands that should have been bigger, or have been lost in the mists of time...
First Look: Not 1, not 2 but 3 new bands and artists!
Rock Blitz! This week, five songs from Iron Maiden, all singalonga, no interruptions.
Live at the BRS: 3 live songs to finish the show and this week, all songs from Judas Priest!
Other bands and artists will include Black Sabbath, Saxon, Tangerine Dream, Earth & Fire, Avantasia, Magnum, ELOY, Dare, Led Zep, The Cure and more!
Can't be bad value for a show that! I will see you on Thursday 11th of July at 7pm only on REVOLUTIONONE. See you then!
Thank you for your ears tonight folks, hope you enjoyed it, I'll see you next week for TWO shows= the TWS on Wednesday at 2pm and the BRS Thursday at 7pm... until then, night night all!
Well Darren, you've done it again mate, another tremendous show as always this evening mate.
Have a terrific weekend and look after yourself Baron, goodnight.
I will see you again soon mate, take care.
Take care, have a fab weekend and I will see you all again soon everybody.
Goodnight Ladies and Gentlemen, look after yourselves.
#InspiredBy (think about it)
How about something by Napalm Death for album of the week, you could play a whole one in 10 minutes. 🤣😂
NEXT!
#InspiredBy
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Song by Iron Maiden
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
'Cause at 5 o'clock, they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low
Running low, yeah!
When the priest comes to read me the last rites
Take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
Can it be that there's some sort of error?
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end, not some crazy dream?
Somebody, please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not easy to stop from screaming
The words escape me when I try to speak
Tears flow, but why am I crying?
After all, I'm not afraid of dying
Don't I believe that there never is an end?
As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Somebody cries from a cell, "God be with you"
If there's a God, why has he let me go?
As I walk, my life drifts before me
Though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away
Mark my words, believe my soul lives on
Don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to seek the truth
When you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down here is just a strange illusion
Yeah-yeah-yeah, hallowed be thy name
Yeah-yeah-yeah, hallowed by thy name
The Trooper
Song by Iron Maiden
You'll take my life, but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket, but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand, there's no turning back
The bugle sounds, the charge begins
But on this battlefield, no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses' breath
As I plunge on into certain death
The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near, yet so far away
We won't live to fight another day
We get so close, near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below
And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear, I draw my parting groan
Run to the Hills
Song by Iron Maiden
White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
He took our game for his own need
We fought him hard, we fought him well
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came, too much for Cree
Oh, will we ever be set free?
Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom the stab in the back
Women and children are cowards, attack
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Soldier blue in the barren wastes
Hunting and killing's a game
Raping the women and wasting the men
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and destroying the old
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
Run to the hills
Run for your lives
#InspiredBy