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Baby Did Bad Thing


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  • (Bad Things) "Bad Things" is a song written and recorded by American country music singer Jace Everett. It is included on his only album for Epic Records Nashville, the self-titled Jace Everett. Although released as a single in 2005, it did not chart on the Hot Country Songs charts that year.
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  • The youngest member of a family or group
  • a very young child (birth to 1 year) who has not yet begun to walk or talk; "the baby began to cry again"; "she held the baby in her arms"; "it sounds simple, but when you have your own baby it is all so different"
  • A very young child, esp. one newly or recently born
  • the youngest member of a group (not necessarily young); "the baby of the family"; "the baby of the Supreme Court"
  • A young or newly born animal
  • pamper: treat with excessive indulgence; "grandparents often pamper the children"; "Let's not mollycoddle our students!"
baby did bad thing - Forever Blue
Forever Blue
Forever Blue
With his singular retro-rock vision, Chris Isaak had already graduated from cult figure to music-video heartthrob when he delivered this 1995 album. But if all the surface elements are intact, he has assimilated his chief vocal influences, Orbison and Elvis, even further, and Isaak's songs dig even deeper into his favorite subject, heartbreak, to shorten the distance between writer and singer. "Baby Did a Bad, Bad Thing," the set's opener, employs the same growling rock-speak as George Thorogood's notorious "Bad to the Bone," but without a trace of irony--Isaak lashes the listener with the torment of a betrayed lover, telegraphing fear, desire, and anguish as he wheels from rumbling accusations to keening falsetto cries. Elsewhere, he withdraws to the more lyrical croon of his previous work, his band wreathed with the throbbing tremolo and ghostly reverb that are their natural elements. There's a folk-rock jangle to the lovely, forlorn "Somebody's Crying," a disarming directness to the simple but aching title song, and another burst of fevered agony, "Go Walking Down There,"which gallops over a perfect mid-'60s guitar arrangement. For all its letter-perfect allusiveness, though, Forever Blue feels authentically heartbroken, not just cleverly crafted. --Sam Sutherland

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Bad things happen.../"My Baby's Gone (Come Back Baby)"
Bad things happen.../"My Baby's Gone (Come Back Baby)"
...when you’re worried and absentminded and then the black cat suddenly mews and you just accidentally but so stupidly hit the door of the microwave with the cup. I was always afraid this would happen one day. My life won’t be the same from now on…. :((((((((( ---------------------- My Baby’s Gone (Come Back Baby) (Joan Armatrading) My baby’s gone My baby’s gone away My baby’s gone My baby’s gone away Come back baby come back Come back baby come back My baby’s gone My baby’s gone away My baby’s gone My baby’s gone away Come back baby come back Come back baby come back Don’t you know I Can’t live without you Don’t you know I Can’t live without you My baby’s gone And who is it that you know Where did you go And who is it that you know Come back baby come back Come back baby come back Don’t you know I love everything about you And I forgive everything that you do From your head down to your toes And your little button nose You got a way about you I love the rhythm in your soul And there’s rhythm in blues Hey Yea Come back baby come back Come back baby come back Don’t you know I Can’t live without you Don’t you know I Can’t live without you Come back baby come back Come back baby come back Come back baby come back ------------------- written by Joan Armatrading
baby did a very bad thing
baby did a very bad thing
Baby did a bad bad thing, baby did a bad bad thing. Baby did a bad bad thing, baby did a bad bad thing. You ever love someone so much you thought your little heart was gonna break in two? I didn't think so. You ever tried with all your heart and soul to get you lover back to you? I wanna hope so. You ever pray with all your heart and soul just to watch her walk away? Baby did a bad bad thing, baby did a bad bad thing. Baby did a bad bad thing, feel like crying, feel like crying. You ever toss and turn your llying awake and thinking about the one you love? I don't think so. You ever close your eyes you making believe your holding the one your dreaming of? Well if you say so. I hurts so bad when you finally know just how low, low, low, low, low, she'll go. Baby did a bad bad thing, baby did a bad bad thing. Baby did a bad bad thing, feel like crying, feel like crying. Ohh. Feel like crying, feel like crying. Ohh, feel like crying, feel like crying.

baby did bad thing
baby did bad thing
Eyes Wide Shut: Music From The Motion Picture
The late director Stanley Kubrick's masterful pairing of image, song, and symphony has forever imbued an impossibly eclectic body of music with indelible psychic connotations that range from cosmic grandeur (2001's Also Sprach Zarathustra and "The Blue Danube") to cynical irony (A Clockwork Orange's use of Beethoven, Rossini, and Gene Kelly's "Singin' in the Rain"; Vera Lynn's warbling "We'll Meet Again" over Dr. Strangelove's climactic vision of apocalypse) and outright left-field loopiness (the Trashmen's "Surfin' Bird" from Full Metal Jacket); he may not have written a note of it, but it would somehow always be his. Judged against that history, Kubrick's final soundtrack, Eyes Wide Shut, may well be his most subtle and consistently surprising. Typically disparate, yet utterly evocative of the film's complexity of mood and psychosexual undercurrent, it initially glides effortlessly from old Kubrick favorite Ligeti (an excerpt and reprise of "Musica Ricercata II" rendered as a stark, minimalist dirge by pianist Dominic Harlan), through a Shostakovich waltz and Chris Isaak's edgy "Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing" to the schmaltzy ballroom sop of "When I Fall in Love." Crucially, Kubrick also commissioned original music (a rarity in his work since Strangelove) by English composer Jocelyn Pook, and her handful of compelling tracks range from Elgar-autumnal to hauntingly avant-garde, all of it becoming a piece of the director's strange, satisfying stew of classical, rock, jazz, and ostensibly banal pop. A soundtrack that evokes Kubrick's very essence: complex, satisfying, yet wholly enigmatic. --Jerry McCulley

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