{{#invoke:Infobox|infobox}}{{#invoke:Namespace detect|main}} East! is the third album by guitarist Pat Martino recorded in 1968 and released on the Prestige label.[1]
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Allmusic awarded the album 4½ stars stating "Despite the title and the cover of this CD reissue (which makes it appear that the performances are greatly influenced by music of the Far East), the style played by guitarist Pat Martino's quartet is very much in the hard bop tradition. Martino was already developing his own sound and is in excellent form... It's a good example of Pat Martino's playing in his early period".[2]
All compositions by Pat Martino except as indicated
East is a noun, adjective, or adverb indicating direction or geography. East is one of the four cardinal directions or compass points. It is the opposite of west and is perpendicular to north and south.
The word east comes from Middle English est, from Old English ēast, which itself comes from the Proto-Germanic *aus-to- or *austra- "east, toward the sunrise", from Proto-Indo-European *aus- "to shine," or "dawn". This is similar to Old High German *ōstar "to the east", Latin aurora "dawn", and Greek ēōs or heōs.Ēostre, a Germanic goddess of dawn, might have been a personification of both dawn and the cardinal points.
By convention, the right hand side of a map is east. This convention has developed from the use of a compass, which places north at the top.
To go east using a compass for navigation, set a bearing or azimuth of 90°.
East is the direction toward which the Earth rotates about its axis, and therefore the general direction from which the Sun appears to rise. The practice of praying towards the East is older than Christianity, but has been adopted by this religion as the Orient was thought of as containing mankind's original home. Hence, most Christian churches are oriented towards the east.
East is a cardinal direction.
East or The East may also refer to:
Jet Phynx
“The Art” Lyrics
02. La La
She’s spreading poison around
She’s the talk of the town
She makes the rain come down
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
I’m dying for
her embrace
She’s got me on a chase
I want a taste of
(Mrs. La La, La La, La La)
Why lie, I can’t help
myself usually I'm a smart guy
She’s got me on a chase looking
for her at night
And I can't front she’s driving me crazy
Crawling
on the stage I’ll be your daddy baby
The lights get bright the
whole room gets hazy
And all I see is your curves so wavy
Sit on
my lap talk to me little lady, lady, lady
(Baby)
She’s spreading poison around
She’s the talk of the town
She makes the rain come down
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
I’m dying for
her embrace
She’s got me on a chase
I want a taste of
(Mrs. La La, La La, La La)
I found another clue
I’m
getting closer to loving you, touching you, holding you
If I get
the chance one night advance
Save the last dance skip all the
romance
This won’t be easy, I don't want no freebee
I’m willing
to pay, little girl don't tease me
Every time I get close she
disappears
I'm on a chase she evaporates in the air
She’s
spreading poison around
She’s the talk of the town
She makes the rain come down
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
I’m dying for
her embrace
She’s got me on a chase
I want a taste of
(Mrs. La La, La La, La La)
She’s marking on my
spot
(Spot)
She’s got the key to my lock
(Lock, lock, lock)
She's a thief and can’t be stopped
(Stopped)
She's got my heart and I'm on a chase
She’s giving me
all that I want
(Want)
She’s got me on a hunt
(Hunt)
Fox, Found, Fuck
By my zipper she’s pulling me up
(up, up, up)
She’s spreading poison around
She’s the talk of the town
She makes the rain come down
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
I’m dying for
her embrace
She’s got me on a chase
I want a taste of
(Mrs. La La, La La, La La)
She’s spreading poison around
She’s the talk of the town
She makes the rain come down
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
I’m dying for
her embrace
She’s got me on a chase
I want a taste of
(Mrs. La La, La La, La La)
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la