Sun City

Um marco na união de uma de músicos de diferentes tendências (Rock, Hip-hop e Jazz) por uma causa nobre (combater o apartheid).

Bruce Springsteen, Peter Gabriel, Miles Davis, Bob Dylan, Run-DMC, Lou Reed, Bonnie Raitt, Bono, Melle Mel, Joey Ramone,Keith Richards, Jackson Browne, Pete Towshend, Ringo Starr e George Clinton são alguns dos 54 artistas que contribuíram com o projeto.

Antes desse projeto "Little Steven" Van Zandt era, para mim, um cara meio mala que tocava guitarra na banda de Bruce Sprinsteen. Hoje é um dos mafiosos da Família Soprano...

Sun City simbolizava toda a complacência do ocidente branco e rico com os horrores da África do Sul.


Sun City



We're rockers and rappers united and strong
We're here to talk about South Africa we don't like what's
going on
It's time for some justice it's time for the truth
We've realized there's only one thing we can do

I ain't gonna play Sun City

Relocation to phony homelands
Separation of families I can't understand
23 million can't vote because they're black
We're stabbing our brothers and sisters in the back

I ain't gonna play Sun City

Our government tells us we're doing all we can
Constructive Engagement is Ronald Reagan's plan
Meanwhile people are dying and giving up hope
This quiet diplomacy ain't nothing but a joke

I ain't gonna play Sun City

Boputhuswana is far away
But we know it's in South Africa no matter what they say
You can't buy me I don't care what you pay
Don't ask me Sun City because I ain't gonna play

I ain't gonna play Sun City

It's time to accept our responsibility
Freedom is a privilege nobody rides for free
Look around the world baby it can't be denied
Why are we always on the wrong side

I ain't gonna play Sun City

Relocation to phony homelands
Separation of families I can't understand
23 million can't vote because they're black
We're stabbing our brothers and sisters in the back

By :Little Steven

Bang A Gong (Get It On)

Uma das melhores capas de Rock. Um dos melhores nomes de disco de Rock: Eletric Warrior. Uma das canções mais sexuais do Rock.

Lançado em setembro de 1971, foi um sucesso enorme na Inglaterra e é o álbum definitivo para mim, do T. Rex

O próprio Marc Bolan, cantor-compositor e guitarrista o definia como seu primeiro disco, os outros seriam apenas idéias. Foi gravado em LA, New York e Londres.

O "bang a gong", não constava do título original, foi incluído para o lançamento nos Estados Unidos, pois o título seria muito direto.


Bang A Gong (Get It On)
Well you're dirty and sweet
Clad in black don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah
Well you're slim and you're weak
You've got the teeth of the hydra upon you
Tou're dirty sweet and you're my girl

Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on

Well you're built like a car
You've got a hub cap diamond star halo
You're built like a car, oh yeah
Well yuo're an untamed youth
That's the truth with your cloak full of eagles
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl

Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on, oh

Well you're windy and wild
You've got the blues in your shoes and your stockings
You're windy and wild, oh yeah
Well you're built like a car
You've got a hub cap diamond star halo
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl

Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on- ooh

Well you're dirty and sweet
Clad in black, don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah
Well you dance when you walk
So let's dance, take a chance, understand me
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl

Get it on, bang a gong, get it on - ow - get it on - mh

Get it on, bang a gong, get it on -a-a-a-a
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on -a-a-a-a....
Take me, for a meanwhile I'm still thinkin'

Bird On The Wire

Nunca ouviu Leonard Cohen? Começe por essa!

Bird On The Wire

Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.


Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
he said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"


Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.

By Leonard Cohen

Album: Songs from a Room

Year: 1969

Hotel California

Hotel California
Poderia escrever um bocado sobre essa canção que eu gosto, de uma banda que eu não gosto. Por exemplo, que a canção ganhou o Grammy de 77 e a banda não foi receber, "porque não acreditava em concursos".
Don Felder e Joe Walsh tocaram juntos os solos de guitarras, criando um fantástico efeito sonoro.
Em 1994, eles gravaram uma versão ao vivo e acústica para a MTV que foi incluída no album Hell Freezes Over. O album ficou em primeiro lugar nos States na semana de lançamento.

O Gypsy Kings tem uma versão muito boa da música, acreditem, eh, eh, eh...

Mas o principal em relação a essa música foi um fato ocorrido nos anos 80 comigo. Em meio ao solo de guitarra o locutor não se conteve e gritou no microfone: " Chora, guitarra..."


Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
Please bring me my wine
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax," said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!

Strange Fruit

STRANGE FRUIT
Escrita por um branco, um professor judeu de New York City chamado Abel Meeropol, que ficou indignado depois de ver uma fotografia de um linchamento numa revista que apoiava os direitos civis.

A fotografia que o inspirou provavelmente foi essa acima tirada em Marion, Indiana em 07 de agosto de 1930.

Os dois negros enforcados são as Strange Fruit.

Lady Day dizia que tinha escrito a música, o que não é verdade.

Ouvi essa canção pela primeira vez, reconheço, no filme 9 and half weeks.

Passeia a adorá-la depois que ouvi as versões de Siouxie e Sting.

Hoje conheço diversas versões e quase todas me emocionam.

Strange Fruit

Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves
Blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
The scent of magnolia sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
for the rain to gather
for the wind to suck
for the sun to rot
for the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop

Killing Moon

Uma das mais perfeitas canções de amor. O Echo tinha todas as qualidades para chegar ao estrelado: um vocalista carismático, uma cozinha (Baixo + bateria)fantástica e um guitarrista original. Além de composições próprias excelentes, faziam grandes covers.

Killing Moon vem em um álbum irretocável: Ocean Rain, um mar de melancolia. Outras canções entrarão no blog, com certeza. Foi o último disco a banda com a formação original. Depois o baterista Pete de Freitas morreria num acidente, Ian McCulloch (vocais)lançaria discos solo, montaria uma nova banda com o guitarrista Will Sargeant chamada Electrafixion e finalmente ressutiriam o Echo.

Assisti o primeiro show deles no Canecão (RJ) acho que em 84 ou 85, um assombro! Mas isso é outra história...

KILLING MOON

Under blue moon I saw you

So soon you'll take me

Up in your arms

Too late to beg you or cancel it

Though I know it must be the killing time

Unwillingly mine

Fate

Up against your will

Through the thick and thin

He will wait until

You give yourself to him

In starlit nights I saw you

So cruelly you kissed me

Your lips a magic world

Your sky all hung with jewels

The killing moon

Will come too soon

La la la la la...

Certas Canções

Esse é um projeto antigo, adiado várias vezes, e que agora me acho preparado para começar. Colecionarei músicas, letras e histórias que me tocaram de alguma forma no meio do caminho. Queria dividir essas impressões e opiniões com outras pessoas e, principalmente me divertir, recordando.

Fernando

Train in Vain (Stand By Me)

Como é possível que dois universos tão distintos tenham co-existido tão próximos?
Postar Train in vain logo depois de All my love mostra como as coisas estavam mudando na música. Apesar de terem saido no mesmo ano na Inglaterra (79), só ouvi ouvi train in vain pelo menos um ano depois. Incluída no fabuloso London Calling, a canção não estava listada na capa do LP. Por esta razão comprei o compacto simples (!!!) n´A Modinha da Encruzilhada (!??), para saber o nome da música.

Pura melodia de Mick Jones, o Paul McCartney do punk.

O Garbage chupou a entrada em Stupid Girl, mas creditou.

Annie Lenox fez uma bonita cover no CD Medusa.
Train in Vain (Stand By Me)

You say you stand by your man
Tell me something, I don't understand
You said you loved me and that's a fact
And then you left me said you felt trapped
Well somethings you can't explain away
But the heartache's in me till this day

You didnt stand by me
No not at all
You didn't stand by me
No way
All the times when we were close
I'll remember these thing the most
I see all my dreams come tumblin' down
I can't be happy without you around
So alone I keep the wolves at bay
And there's only one thing I can say

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?
did you stand by me?
No not at all

Now I got a job but it don't pay
I need new clothes
I need somewhere to stay
But without all of these thing I can do
But without your love I won't make it throuh
But you don't understand my point of viewI supopose there's nothing I can do

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?
Did you stand by me?


Album: London Calling
Date: 1979

All My Love

Primeira música do Led que me marcou. Ouvia na rádio Tamandaré AM (!!!) e até hoje acho um dos dois melhores solos de teclado que já ouvi num disco de Rock (o outro eu comento em outro post). Os pizzicatos dos violinos também são demais. A voz de Robert Plant chega a assustar de tão bela.

All My Love

Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light
To chase a feather in the wind
Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight
There moves a thread that has no end.

For many hours and days that pass ever soon
the tides have caused the flame to dim
At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom
Is this to end or just begin?

[Chorus:] All of my love, all of my love, All of my love to you. [repeat]

The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again
One voice is clear above the din
Proud Aryan one word, my will to sustain
For me, the cloth once more to spin

[Chorus]
Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time
his is the force that lies within
Ours is the fire, all the warmth we can find
He is a feather in the wind

[Chorus]
by Led Zeppelin

Album: In Through The Out Door
Date: 1979