8 abr. 2016

Europe: The Final Countdown

¿Quién no recuerda la canción "The Final Countdown"?. Los que hemos vivido la década de los 80 seguro que estamos asintiendo con la cabeza. Se trataba de un tema interpretado por la banda sueca de hard rock Europe. Fue -junto con la balada "Carrie"- su mayor éxito comercial siendo utilizada en numerosos estadios y eventos deportivos para animar a la afición.

Es una canción basada en un riff de teclado electrónico, y su letra bajo la inspiración de una canción de David Bowie, "Space Oddity". Su comercialidad y energía, bajo la interpretación de este grupo, está fuera de toda duda, siendo un pasaporte válido para que hoy en dia sigan teniendo caché y llenando recintos allí donde actúan.
Letra
We're leaving together
But still it's farewell
And maybe we'll come back
To earth, who can tell
I guess there is no one to blame
We're leaving ground (leaving ground)
Will things ever be the same again
It's the final countdown...
The final countdown
Ooh oh

We're heading for Venus (Venus)
And still we stand tall
Cause maybe they've seen us
And welcome us all (yeah)
With so many light years to go
And things to be found (to be found)
I'm sure that we'll all miss her so
It's the final countdown...
The final countdown
The final countdown (the final countdown)
Ooh ooh oh

(interlude)

The final countdown
Ooh oh
I'ts the final countdown
The final countdown
The final countdown (the final countdown)
Ooh
It's the final countdown
We are leaving together
The final countdown

24 feb. 2016

Amii Steward Knock Wood

Su legado musical es muy corto, pero la huella que marcó a finales de los años 70 es lo suficientemente profunda para poder seguir recordándola pese al paso de los años. Nos referimos a la actriz, bailarina, y cantante de música disco/dance estadounidense Amii Steward. Su voz llena de energía brillante y ritmo desenfrenado, se acompañaba de un sonido y vestuario de fantasía que irradiaba lujo allá por donde se mirase.

Sus mayores éxitos fueron versiones de clásicos como "Light my fire" de los Doors, o este "Knock Wood" de Eddie Floyd. Canción de la que se han realizado innumerables versiones, Otis Redding, Eric Clapton, o el recién desaparecido David Bowie..., pero que su momento más álgido se consiguió por medio de la personalidad y energía de esta mujer. Su sonido irrumpia con la fuerza de un trueno, y su ritmo llevaba el poderío de una locomotora, logrando que la versión se adaptase a ella como un guante, y fuese única y personal.

Letra

I don't want to lose you
This good thing, that I got
'Cause if I do, I will surely
Surely lose a lot

'Cause your love, is better
than any love I know
It's like thunder, lightning
The way you love me is frightening
You better knock, knock,
on wood, baby, oooh ooh oooh oooh ooh, baby

I'm not superstitious, about ya
But I can't take no chance
You got me spinnin', baby
You know I'm in a trance

'Cause your love, is better
than any love I know
It's like thunder, lightning
The way you love me is frightenin'
You better knock, knock, knock
on wood, baby oooh ooh ooh ooh, baby oooh ooh ooh ooh

Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood
Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood
Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood
Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood
Think I better knock

It's no secret, about it
'Cause with his lovin' touch
He sees, to it
That I get enough

With his touch, all over
you know it means so much
It's like thunder, and lightnin'
The way you love me is frightenin'
You better knock, knock, knock
on wood, baby, baby

Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood
Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood
Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood
Think I better knock, knock, knock on wood

8 feb. 2016

Erasure: Blue Savannah & A Little Respect

Con más de 30 años en la música, Erasure son un dúo británico que supieron exprimir al máximo la tendencia tecno-pop y de sintetizador que dominaban los años 80. Por un lado estaba el compositor y teclista Vincent Clark, que había sido co-fundador y miembro de Depeche Mode y Yazoo, y por otro lado Andy Bell, cantante y letrista que perteneció a The Void y Dinger. Son la tercera banda de Tecno-pop que más discos ha vendido en el Reino Unido después de Pet Shop Boys y Depeche Mode, y en su momento contaron con buen número de seguidores por todo el mundo.

Melodías sintéticas pop con cierto toque melancólico, que fusionados con la buena química de sus miembros, lograron un buen número de éxitos como "Sometimes", "Chains Of Love", "Love To Hate You", "Always"..., o estas dos canciones de su etapa ya consagrada de finales de los 80 con las que quiero comparto el video; "Blue Savannah", perteneciente a su álbum Wild! de 1989 y premiada con el Ivor Novello Awards como mejor interpretación de 1990, y "A Little Respect", perteneciente a su álbum de 1988 The Innocents, una de las más conocidas y todo un himno para la comunidad gay, pese a que su composición no fue concebida para esa causa.



Blue Savannah
Blue savannah
blue savannah song
oh blue savannah song
somewhere 'cross the desert
sometime in the early hours
in a restless world
on the open highway
My home is where the heart is
sweet to surrender to you only
i send my love to you
Blue savannah song
oh blue savannah song
racing 'cross the desert
at a hundred miles an hour
to the orange side
through the clouds and thunder
My home is where the heart is
sweet to surrender to you only
i send my love to you
I'm on my way back
and your love will bring me home
i'm travelling fast
and your love will bring me home
will i discover
that your love will bring me home?
will i discover
that your love will bring me home?
Somewhere 'cross the desert
sometime in the early hour
to the orange side
through the clouds and thunder
My home is where the heart is
sweet to surrender to you only
i send my love to you
Home is where the heart is
sweet to surrender to you only
i send my love to you
Oh savannah song
to you only
i send my love to you
Oh savannah song
to you only
to you only
A Little Respect
I try to discover
a little something to make me sweeter
oh baby refrain from breaking my heart
i'm so in love with you
i'll be forever blue
that you gimme no reason
you know you make-a-me work so hard
That you gimme no
that you gimme no
that you gimme no
that you gimme no
Soul, i hear you calling
oh baby please give a little respect to me
And if i should falter
would you open you arms out to me
we can make love not war
and live at peace with our hearts
i'm so in love with you
i'll be forever blue
what religion or reason
could drive a man to forsake his lover
Don't you tell me no
don't you tell me no
don't you tell me no
don't you tell me no
Soul, i hear you calling
oh baby please give a little respect to me
I'm so in love with you
i'll be forever blue
that you gimme no reason
you know you make-a-me work so hard

That you gimme no
that you gimme no
that you gimme no
that you gimme no
Soul, i hear you calling
oh baby please give a little respect to me
Soul, i hear you calling
oh baby please give a little respect to me

11 ene. 2016

David Bowie, el camaleón del rock

Creativo, vanguardista y transgresor, David Bowie, también conocido como el Duque Blanco o el Camaleón del Rock por su facilidad de adaptarse a las nuevas tendencias e incluso adelantarse a ellas, nos abandonó ayer dia 10 de enero de este 2016 tras una dura batalla contra el cáncer. Es uno de los británicos más respetados e influyentes de la historia del rock. Siempre extravagante, provocador y ambiguo en su imagen y música, el glam-rock, la electrónica experimental, o el dance-pop, algunos de los géneros por donde ha discurrido su música desde los años 60 hasta nuestros dias. Su particular voz, y su extraordinario talento lo han convertido en alguién único, genuino, y desde luego inmortal para el mundo de la música.

Su último disco salió a la luz el pasado viernes 8 de enero, coincidiendo con el dia de su último cumpleaños, el número 69,  bajo el título de "Blackstar". Su recuerdo siempre permanecerá vivo, con canciones como Let's Dance, Space Oddity, Changes, Fame, China Girl, o "Young Americans", perteneciente a su etapa más cercana a lo que él llamaba Plastic soul y con la que comparto su recuerdo junto a su último video.
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Young Americans
They pulled in just behind the bridge
He lays her down, he frowns
"Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?"
He kissed her then and there
She took his ring, took his babies
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but
CHORUS (SHE)
All night
She wants the young American
Young American, young American, she wants the young American
All right
She wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window
She finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang, but
Heaven forbid, she'll take anything
But the freak, and his type, all for nothing
He misses a step and cuts his hand, but
Showing nothing, he swoops like a song
She cries "Where have all Papa's heroes gone?"
CHORUS (SHE)
All the way from Washington
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
"We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more?"
CHORUS (HE)
All night
He wants the young American
Young American, young American, he wants the young American
All right
He wants the young American
Do you remember, your President Nixon?
Do you remember, the bills you have to pay
Or even yesterday?
Have you have been an un-American?
Just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout
Leather, leather everywhere, and
Not a myth left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor
In case, just in case of depression?
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
Blushing at all the afro-Sheilas
Ain't that close to love?
Well, ain't that poster love?
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll
Her heart's been broken just like you have
CHORUS (YOU)
All night
You want the young American
Young American, young American, you want the young American
All right
You want the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train
Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands ache
(I heard the news today, oh boy)
I got a suite and you got defeat
Ain't there a man you can say no more?
And, ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?
And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
Ain't there one damn song that can make me
break down and cry?
CHORUS (I) (repeat 3 times)
All night
I want the young American
Young American, young American, I want the young American
All right
I want the young American
Blackstar
I can’t answer why (I’m a blackstar)
Just go with me (I’m not a filmstar)
I’m-a take you home (I’m a blackstar)
Take your passport and shoes (I’m not a popstar)
And your sedatives, boo (I’m a blackstar)
You’re a flash in the pan (I’m not a marvel star)
I’m the great I am (I’m a blackstar)

I’m a blackstar, way up, oh honey, I’ve got game
I see right so white, so open-heart it’s pain
I want eagles in my daydreams, diamonds in my eyes
(I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar)

Something happened on the day he died
Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside
Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried
(I’m a blackstar, I’m a star star, I’m a blackstar)

I can’t answer why (I’m not a gangster)
But I can tell you how (I’m not a flam star)
We were born upside-down (I’m a star star)
Born the wrong way ‘round (I’m not a white star)
(I’m a blackstar, I’m not a gangster
I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar
I’m not a pornstar, I’m not a wandering star
I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar)

In the villa of Ormen stands a solitary candle
Ah-ah, ah-ah
At the centre of it all, your eyes
On the day of execution, only women kneel and smile
Ah-ah, ah-ah
At the centre of it all, your eyes, your eyes
Ah-ah-ah