19. juni 2008 arkiv

Just a Shot away…. Rolling Stones og Vietnam

19. juni 2008

Oh, a storm is threatning
My very life today
If I dont get some shelter
Oh yeah, Im gonna fade away

War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away

Ooh, see the fire is sweepin
Our very street today
Burns like a red coal carpet
Mad bull lost its way

War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away

Rape, murder!
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away

Rape, murder!
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away

Rape, murder!
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away

The floods is threatning
My very life today
Gimme, gimme shelter
Or Im gonna fade away

War, children, its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
Its just a shot away
I tell you love, sister, its just a kiss away
Its just a kiss away
Its just a kiss away
Its just a kiss away
Its just a kiss away
Kiss away, kiss away

I 1969 udkom Rolling Stones’ Let it Bleed, som Mick Jagger har omtalt som et apokalyptisk album. Tanken om verdens undergang, apokalypsen, knyttede an til den periode blandt andet på grund af Vietnam-krigen – og hele det atomare perspektiv, som koldkrigsperioden var svanger med. Og i sangen Gimme Shelter sætter Vietnam-krigen sig sine tydelige spor. Krigen er kun et skud borte. Og kærligheden – et kys… En af Rolling Stones’ bedste sange.

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I got the Blues..

19. juni 2008

Og så er der nogen, der siger, at hvide mennesker ikke kan synge blues…

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Fløjlsblød undergrund – White Light / White Heat

19. juni 2008

White light, White light goin’ messin’ up my mind
White light, and don’t you know its gonna make me go blind
White heat, aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes
White light, Ooo have mercy while I’ll have it goodness knows

White light, White light goin’ messin’ up my brain
White light, Aww white light its gonna drive me insane
White heat, Aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes
White light, Aww white light I said now goodness knows, do it

Hmm hmm, White light
Aww I surely do love to watch that stuff tip itself in
Hmm hmm, White light
Watch that side, watch that side don’t you know it gonna be dead in the drive
Hmm hmm, White heat
Hey foxy mama watchin’ her walk down the street
Hmm hmm, White light
Come up side your head gonna make a deadend on your street

White light, When I moved in me intween my brain
White light, White light goin’ makin’ you go insane
White heat, Aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes
White light, Aww white light I said now goodness knows

White light, Aww white light it lighten up my eyes
White light, don’t you know it fills me up with suprise
White light, Aww white heat tickle me down to my toes
White light, Aww white light I tell you now goodness knows, now work it

Hmm hmm, White light
Aww she surely do moves me
Hmm hmm, White light
Watch that speed freak, watch that speed freak everybody gonna go and make it every week
Hmm hmm, White heat
Aww sputter mutter everybody gonna go kill their mother
Hmm hmm, White light
Here she comes, here she comes, everybody get ‘n gone make me run to her

Titlen og titelsangen på Velvet Undergrounds andet album – White Light/ White Heat – indfanger på metaforisk vis metropol-bandets lyriske og musikalske æstetik. Teksterne beskriver et storbyliv på speed og musikken – med dens flittige brug af feedback og forvrængede guitarer – er det. På det sorte cover kan man i det rette lys se en tatoveret overarm. På armen ses et kranium. Memento mori. Kuldslået storbyeksistentialisme.
På liveoptagelser fra tiden omkring 1968, hvor udkom, kan man høre, hvordan den “hvide”, improviserede støj spiller en markant rolle; og på White Light.. slår eksperimenterne for alvor igennem.
Forgængeren – Warhol-pladen – solgte dårligt, og bandet gjorde ikke noget for at gøre musikken mere tilgængelig på det andet udspil. Snarere tværtimod. White Light/ White Heat er renlivet avantgarde. Og salget svigtede da også. Til gengæld fik pladen kultisk status og blev et forbillede for efterfølgende punk-, nybølgebands og andre eksperimenterende rockditto. Det er – i mere end en forstand – syre for sjælen. En probat kur mod moderne sentimentalitet.

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Mere ild i røven, ildræven 3

19. juni 2008

Mozilla Firefox er blevet min browser. Og nu er den seneste udgave installeret. Og selv om den åd nogle af mine yndlingstilføjelser, så er den stadigvæk min favoritbrowser. Faktisk bruger jeg kun Bill Gates’, når bedagede hjemmesider insisterer på, at det skal være den. Og det sker sjældnere og sjældnere…

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Dear Susan, I know you love me so… en Vietnam-sang

19. juni 2008

Vietnam-krigen afsatte selvfølgelig også en række sange, der enten forherligede amerikanernes heltemodige kamp eller – og dem var der flest af – protesterede mod krigen i ord og toner. Af en eller anden grund fik Gertruds kommentar mig til straks at mindes Donovans sang om Susan, der venter på Vestkysten. Som folkesanger var Donovan jo en af dem, der talte mod krig. Hvem husker ikke hans udgave af Buffy Sainte-Maries klassiske sang om The Universal Soldier. På samme EP, hvor denne sang figurerede, var der i øvrigt tre andre anti-krigs-sange, blandt andet The War Drags On og Ballad Of A Crystel Man.
Sangen kom i 1965, og på det tidspunkt var det endnu uhørt, at en ikke-amerikansk kunstner således talte imod Vietnam-krigen. Verdenopinionen havde endnu ikke vendt sig imod den.
Og i 1969 udsendte Donovan så singlen med Susan On The West Coast Waiting. På B-siden var Atlantis. B-siden blev et større hit. Og en af forklaringerne var, at de amerikanske DJ’s vendte pladen om og spillede B-siden igen og igen.
Men den calypso-inspirerede A-side var og er min favorit af de to sange.

To Susan on on the West Coast Waiting

Dear Susan, I know you love me so
But I want to hear it in my ear.
You know I’d be there working at my craft
Had it not been for the draft.
Dry up your tear and feel no fear,
You’re here with me like I’m there with you.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
I’m writing a note beneath a tree,
The smell of the rain on the greenery.
Our fathers have painfully lost their way,
That’s why, my love, I’m here today
Hear me when I say there will come a day
When Kings will know and love can grow.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
Susan, I know you love me so
But I’d like to hear it in my ear.
You know I’d be there working at my craft
Had it not been for the draft.
Dry up your tear and feel no fear,
You’re here with me like I’m there with you.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy supposedly hating.
To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
From Andy in Vietnam fighting.

Begge sange fra singlen findes på Donovans Greatest Hits-album som bonusnumre.

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