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Al Hurricane And The Night Rockers.

Al Hurricane released his next solo album The Return of Al Hurricane "EL" Godfather. La Leyenda" and "The Godfather" (1990s – 2000s). Lobo, Racer (as Al Hurricane & the Night Rockers) (7" Vinyl (Single)). Challenge, Warner Bros.

Hurricane began his professional music career by singing in Albuquerque Old Town restaurants before releasing his first songs, "Lobo" and "Racer" under the band Al Hurricane & the Night Rockers in 1962. He released his first album, "Mi Saxophone," in 1967. The album contained his signature song "Sentimiento," a ballad he wrote for his first wife and mother of his four children

Para Las Madrecitas is the first collaborative album released in 1974 by Al Hurricane and Tiny Morrie, it is written to their mother Bennie Sanchez. The album is not the first time Al and Morrie recorded a together, they used to record together as "Al Hurricane & the Night Rockers". It is the sixth full-length album released by Al Hurricane. All tracks written by Al Hurricane & Tiny Morrie.

Honky Tonk Radio Girl. Music behind DJ: Al Hurricane and The Night Rockers. 7". 0:49:23 (MP3. ) Frances Winfrey. Your First Love A Bottle.

Al Hurricane (Alberto Nelson Sanchez, July 10, 1936 – October 22, 2017) was an American singer-songwriter and guitarist, dubbed "The Godfather" of New Mexico music. He released more than thirty albums, and is best known for his contributions to New Mexico’s unique style of Spanish music. He received his nickname, Hurricane, from his mother. As a child, he would accidentally knock things over; the nickname became synonymous with his band, studio, and a recording label.

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You say you wrong, you wrong, Im right, Im right, youre wrong, we fight Ok, Im running from the light, running from the day to night Oh, the quiet silence defines our misery The riot inside keeps trying to visit me No matter how we try, its too much history Too many bad notes playing in our symphony So let it breathe, let. it fly, let it go Let it fall, let it crash, burn slow And then you call upon God ohhh, You call upon God Oh Oh woah This Hurricane Oh Oh woah This Hurricane Oh Oh woah This Hurricane Do you really want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead or alive to torture . .