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Tonight's the Night is the sixth studio album by Canadian musician Neil Young, released in June 1975 on Reprise Records. It was recorded in August–September 1973, mostly on August 26, but its release was delayed for two years. It peaked at on the Billboard 200. In 2003, the album was ranked number 331 on Rolling Stone magazine's list of the 500 greatest albums of all time.

Tonight's the Night (Gonna Be Alright). Some Guys Have All The Luck (Deluxe). Авторы текста и музыки.

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You said you're gonna meet me Tonight's the night You said you're gonna kiss me Tonight's the night Well I don't know Said I don't know right now I might love you so. You say you're gonna beg me Turn the lights down low You said you're gonna make me Feel all aglow Well I don't know Well I don't know right now I might love you s. 1. Tonight’s The Night. Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow.

Tonight's the Night is the studio/Mixtape Album by artist/Rapper/DJ Neil Young, and Album has highlight a Pop, Rock sound. It was released/out on 1975 in English dialect, by some Music Recording Company, as the follow-up to last studio/Mixtape Album. The Album features coordinated efforts with makers, producers and guest artists and is noted for Neil Young experimentation with new melodic types.

Church of Slut: Babesgiving. BABESGIVING: a night of live performances, tributes, gratitude, and righteous babely glory.

Tonight’s the Night is an album not so much about death as about mourning. And while we might like to think of mourning as a dignified pursuit grounded in ritual-a black veil, food at the door, loved ones at beck and call-the truth is that mourning can be messy and out of control and it can sometimes look like something else entirely.

Tonight’s the night, all right, but for what? Just another kick? . The whole album has pointed to this, song after song building the tightness with the endless repetition of phrases - musical and lyric - until the rasp of the guitars on the rockers and the sweetness of the singing on the weepers begins to grate, aching for release.