O que a (contra-)revolução e os desgostos de amor têm em comum? "Le temps des cerises" é uma canção de Jean-Baptiste Clément, activo participante da Comuna de 1871, mas escrita antes, em 1866. A música é de Antoine Renard, um operário-cantor.
Aqui numa versão do grupo rock francês Noir Désir.
segunda-feira, 18 de outubro de 2010
Caixinhas
"Little Boxes", inspirada nas casas de Daly City, na California, é a mais famosa canção de Malvina Reynolds (1900-1978), companheira de lutas e de canções de Pete Seeger.
Woody Guthrie...
"All you fascists bound to lose". Uma canção optimista para derrubar os fascismos.
Atenção ao som de comboio, que tem importância!
Atenção ao som de comboio, que tem importância!
Love is such an old fashioned word...
Um "teledisco" que faz ouvir a música doutra maneira.
Os artistas estão ausentes da imagem.
Pergunta:
"Why can't we give love one more chance?"
Resposta:
"'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for...
The people on the edge of the night"
A letra:
Um boom ba bay
Um boom ba bay
Um boom ba ba bay
Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure - that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Um ba ba bay
Um ba ba bay
Dee day duh
Ee day duh
That's Ok
It's the terror of knowing
What the world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets
Day day day
da da da dup bup
O.k.
Chippin' around
Kick my brains around the floor
These are the days it never rains but it pours
Ee do bay bup
Ee do bay ba bup
Ee do bup
Bay bup
People on streets
Dee da dee da day
People on streets
Dee da dee da dee da dee da
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher high high
Pressure on people - people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
but it's so slashed and torn
Why - why - why ?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love...?
give love give love give love give love give love give love give love give love...
'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And loves dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure
Os artistas estão ausentes da imagem.
Pergunta:
"Why can't we give love one more chance?"
Resposta:
"'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for...
The people on the edge of the night"
A letra:
Um boom ba bay
Um boom ba bay
Um boom ba ba bay
Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you no man ask for
Under pressure - that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Um ba ba bay
Um ba ba bay
Dee day duh
Ee day duh
That's Ok
It's the terror of knowing
What the world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets
Day day day
da da da dup bup
O.k.
Chippin' around
Kick my brains around the floor
These are the days it never rains but it pours
Ee do bay bup
Ee do bay ba bup
Ee do bup
Bay bup
People on streets
Dee da dee da day
People on streets
Dee da dee da dee da dee da
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher high high
Pressure on people - people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
but it's so slashed and torn
Why - why - why ?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love...?
give love give love give love give love give love give love give love give love...
'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And loves dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure
terça-feira, 12 de outubro de 2010
Festival da canção, 1975
Em 1975, a intervenção chegou ao festival da canção. O tema é de Sérgio Godinho, e o intéprete é Carlos Cavalheiro. Para o Sérgio Godinho de uns anos mais tarde, o que andava a fazer nessa altura era "o ar dos tempos". Esta canção contraditória ("A boca do lobo") dá-lhe uma certa razão, por causa do seu estilo festivaleiro. Mas ele também fez outras músicas de amor não conformista, de crítica e de luta declaradamente contra o ar dos tempos.
A revolução...
Rock, jazz, gospel e um final barulhento: a revolução em aberto.
Nina Simone em 1969.
A letra:
And now we got a revolution
Cause i see the face of things to come
Yeah, your Constitution
Well, my friend, its gonna have to bend
Im here to tell you about destruction
Of all the evil that will have to end.
Some folks are gonna get the notion
I know theyll say im preachin hate
but if i have to swim the ocean
well i would just to communicate
its not as simple as talkin jive
the daily struggle just to stay alive
Singin about a revolution
because were talkin about a change
its more than just evolution
well you know you got to clean your brain
the only way that we can stand in fact
is when you get your foot off our back
Nina Simone em 1969.
A letra:
And now we got a revolution
Cause i see the face of things to come
Yeah, your Constitution
Well, my friend, its gonna have to bend
Im here to tell you about destruction
Of all the evil that will have to end.
Some folks are gonna get the notion
I know theyll say im preachin hate
but if i have to swim the ocean
well i would just to communicate
its not as simple as talkin jive
the daily struggle just to stay alive
Singin about a revolution
because were talkin about a change
its more than just evolution
well you know you got to clean your brain
the only way that we can stand in fact
is when you get your foot off our back
you gentleman who think you have a mission...
A mesma "What keeps mankind alive?", também em inglês, mas na forte versão de Tom Waits
What keeps mankind alive?
De Brecht e Weill, dito por William Burroughs.
Primeiro a comida, depois a moral.
Primeiro a comida, depois a moral.
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