BUCKINGHAM NICKS
1973 crystal
Do you always trust your first initial feeling?
Special knowledge holds truth, bears believing
I turned around and the water was closing all around like a glove
Like the love that finally, finally found me
Then I knew in the crystalline knowledge of you
Drove me through the mountains
Through the crystal-like and clear water fountain
Drove me like a magnet to the sea
To the sea, to the sea, yeah
How the faces of love have changed turning the pages
And I have changed, oh, but you, you remain ageless
I turned around and the water was closing all around like a glove
Like the love that finally, finally found me
Then I knew in the crystalline knowledge of you
Drove me through the mountains
Through the crystal-like and clear water fountain
Drove me like a magnet to the sea
To the sea, to the sea, yeah, to the sea, yeah
FLEETWOOD MAC
1975 crystal
1975 crystal
MURRAY HEAD
Say it ain´t so, Joe
Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
That's not what I wanna hear Joe
Ain't I got a right to know
Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
I'm sure they telling us lies Joe,
Please tell us it ain't so.
They told us our hero has played his trump card
He doesn't know how to go on.
We're clinging to his charm and determined smile,
But the good old days have gone.
The image and the empire may be failing apart
The money has gotten scarce
One man's word held the country together,
But the truth is getting fierce
Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
We pinned our hope on you Joe
And they're ruining our show
Don't you think we're gonna get burned
Don't you think we're gonna get burned
We're gonna get turned
We're gonna get learned
Cause we're gonna get turned
We're gonna get burned
We're gonna get learned
Yes, we're gonna get burned
We're gonna get turned
We're gonna get learned
Yes, we're gonna get turned
We're gonna get learned
Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
That's not what I wanna hear Joe
Ain't I got a right to know
Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
I'm sure they telling us lies Joe,
Please tell us it ain't so.
They told us our hero has played his trump card
He doesn't know how to go on.
We're clinging to his charm and determined smile,
But the good old days have gone.
Say it ain't so, Joe please, say it ain't so
I'm sure they telling us lies Joe,
Please tell us it ain't so.
GARY MOORE - PHIL LYNOTT
Parisienne Walkways
I remember Paris in '49.The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,
and old Beaujolais wine.
And I recall that you were mine
in those Parisienne days.
Looking back at the photographs.
Those summer days spent outside corner cafes.
Oh, I could write you paragraphs,
about my old Parisienne days.
EXTREME
More Than Words
Gary Cherone y Nuno Bettencourt (Guitarra acústica)
Sayin' I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say it, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cause I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two?
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away?
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
Now that I've tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close don't ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cause I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two?
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away?
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
SIMPLE MINDS
Don´t you (forget about me)
Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out and
Love's strange so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on
Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby
Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me
Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down
Will you recognise me?
Call my name or walk on by
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down, down
Don't you try to pretend
It's my feeling we'll win in the end
I won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security
Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Going to take you apart
I'll put us back together at heart, baby
Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
When you walk away
Or will you walk away?
Will you walk on by?
Come on - call my name
Will you call my name?
DAVID BOWIE
A little piece of you,
The little piece in me,
Will die
For this is not America
(this is not a miracle)
Blossom fails to bloom this season,
Promise not to stare,
Too long
(this is not America)
For this is not the miracle
There was a time,
A storm that blew, so pure
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea
For this is not America
This is not America (No)
This is not
Snowman melting from the inside
Falcon spirals to,
The ground
(this could be the biggest sky)
So bloody red, tomorrow's clouds
A little piece of you,
The little piece in me
Will die
(this could be a miracle)
For this is not America
There was a time,
A wind that blew, so young
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea
For this is not America
DAVID BOWIE / PAT METHENY / LYLE MAYS
Put on your red shoes and dance the blues
To the song they're playing on the radio
Let's sway
While color lights up your face
Let's sway
Sway through the crowd to an empty space
If you say run, I'll run with you
If you say hide, we'll hide
Because my love for you
would break my heart in two
If you should fall into my arms
And tremble like a flower
Let's dance
For fear your grace should fall
Let's dance
For fear tonight is all
Let's sway you could look into my eyes
Let's sway
Under the moonlight this serious moonlight
And if you say run, I'll run with you
And if you say hide, we'll hide
Because my love for you
would break my heart in two
If you should fall into my arms
And tremble like a flower
Let's dance
Put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Let's dance
Under the moonlight, this serious moonlight
Let's sway
You could look into my eyes
Let's sway
Under the moonlight, this serious moonlight
If you say run, I'll run with you
If you say hide, we'll hide
Because my love for you
would break my heart in two
If you should fall into my arms
And tremble like a flower
Let's dance
24 comentarios:
Qué revival. Me hierve la sangre.
Stevie Nicks, no conozco pibe que en aquel entonces no estuviera enamorado de ella, de su voz. De Mike Fleetwood y John McVie, qué decir, qué nenes, crecidos bajo el ala de John Mayall. Amé Fleetwood Mac hasta Rumours, cuando le perdí el rastro.
Thin Lizzy, con o sin Gary Moore, muy buen violero blusero, virtuoso aunque algo edulcorado. 'Parissienne Walkways', un sonido, toda una época, no?
Murray Head es el gran olvidado nuestro de cada día. Al menos por aquí. De Extreme sólo conocí ese tema, que me había gustado.
Simple Minds, junto con Talking Heads mis grupos favoritos de los 80's. Me acuerdo de una película que empezaba con un fondo negro (con una frase de David Bowie) que se rompía como un vidrio mientras sonaba 'Don't you forget about me'. Se llamaba 'The Breakfast Club'. Dirigida por John Hughes.
Y hablando de David Bowie, un grande de los que no terminan nunca de irse. Y con un tema con Pat Metheny. Gran tema. Creo que compuesto para una película, no?
Uf, qué tiempos aquellos, diría un tango, 25 abriles volver a tenerlos, si cuando me acuerdo me pongo a llorar.
Buen recordatorio.
Particularmente me quedo con Murray Head y con la voz y el estilo del Camaleón.
También con la letra (y la melodía) de "Say It Ain't So, Joe".
Entonces, Carlos, los he relacionado sin querer, a Simple Minds y David Bowie. Vi la película "The Breakfast Club" pero recuerdo que no me gustó, a lo mejor ahora la miraría con otros ojos.
La película es "El juego del halcón" (The falcon and the snowman), no recuerdo haberla visto.
Simple Minds eran (y son) la bomba en directo.
Parisienne Walkways es una versión de un clásico del jazz "Blue bossa" de Kenny Dorham, que yo conocí por la versión de Joe Henderson.
A mí me gusta todas, Charlie, pero mías, mías, mías, son: Say it ain't so y Don´t you.
Simple Minds viene este año a Argentina. Siempre quise verlos en vivo. Allí estaré.
Harás bien.
¡Viva los veinteañeros de los ochenta y los adolescentes de los setenta!
Vivan!
Vivamos!
¡Veinteañeros en los ochenta! ¡Abusones!
Veinteañeros viejardos, diríamos por aquí.
¿Y los que fuimos veinteañeros en los setenta (a partir del 72), cómo tenemos que llamarnos? Provectos, como poco.
¿72? Pues no los aparentas para nada, pero para nada:)
De viejardos nada, nada de nada:)
Otro músico que se ha ido: Glenn Frey de los Eagles.
Mira qué graciosilla, oye!
¡Qué buenos músicos los Eagles! Pero buenos de verdad, virtuosos de sus instrumentos todos ellos, uno a uno, y además marcando época y estilo.
Se nos van muriendo, ay!
No te quejes, eh, que también eres, por los pelos... veinteañero de los ochenta:)
Que por cierto, aunque ya han estado (Eagles) en La Taberna, no estaría de más que...
Claro, vamos allá.
Eso es dar (buen) ambiente a una taberna.
Hoy sí que sí. Para estos post hay que prepararse una cafetera, un buen espacio de tiempo y la mente alejada de todo lo demás.
A ello voy, canción tras canción. Me temo que con alguna me emocionaré.
Casi todas esconden recuerdos, etapas y hasta secretos.
Buen día, chicos! ;)
Apunte 2: Me encanta Murray. Ampliamente y en todos los sentidos.
Apunte 3: More than words. Buf.
Apunte 4: Simple Minds. Juventud. Oh, mi juventud!
¿Secretos? Muy sugerente.
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