aquellos "viejos" tiempos

Vaya! me he puesto nostálgico recordando mi época de rockabilly. Dicen que cualquier tiempo pasado fue mejor y, aunque es una frase muy trillada, es verdad. Eso no signifique que uno no sepa valorar lo que hay, pero siempre las comparaciones son odiosas y cuando lo comparas con una época en la que eras un descerebrado y sólo piensas en divertirte, pues eso, que el 2008 sale perdiendo.

Hoy estoy un poco "flojo" y he estado viendo mis viejos vinilos (que suenan 100 millones de veces mejor que un cd) viendo a los rebeldes, a crazy cavan, a los stray cats, a los 56 hamburguesas, a ray campi, a sleepy labeef, montana, los jets, rocky sharpe and the replays, robert gordon (qué grande), tennessee...pedazo de música.

Pongo una pequeña muestra y aunque no le interese a nadie un día haré un "post" (creo que es como se llama cada una de estas charlas que se meten) como hace un tal M OCULTANDO SU IDENTIDAD y pondré videos, canciones, discografias, fotos y todo lo que se me ocurra y pueda.

La mejor música del mundo se merece el pequeño homenaje que pueda hacer.




ROCKABILLY REBEL
(Steve Bloomfield)
MATCHBOX (Magnet, 1979)

My Mama don't like it, the way I comb my hair,
Papa thinks I'm crazy, in the clothes I wear
It's a hit come on records and I play it all day
But I'm what I am and I'm gonna keep a rockin' that way.

[Chorus]
I'm a rockabilly rebel from head to toe
I gotta keep a-rockin' everywhere I go
Everybody join us, we're good company
Be a real cool cat, be a rockabilly rebel like me.

The kids in the schoolhouse they couldn't wait too long,
When the school is over, they put their cat clothes on,
Oughta hear the slap bass swingin' to the band
It is a real rockin' rhythm that is sweepin' all over this land

[Chorus]

Squares get the message get the boppin' beat,
Let them tramp through your body, to the head to your feet,
Shakin' in your shoes, boy, oh, don't it make you feel wow,
Well if you can't dance, we're not gonna show you how.

[Chorus]


Y este es el mejor, nada menos que sus majestades STRAY CATS (a tomar por culo las momias de rolling). Canción de 1981, DIOS QUE DISCO



ROCK THIS TOWN
(Setzer)
STRAY CATS (Arista, 1981)

Well, my baby and me went out late Saturday night
I had my hair piled high and my baby just looked so right
Well, pick you up at ten, gotta have you home at two
Mama don't know what I catched off of you
But that's all right cause we're looking as cool as can be

Well, we found a little place that really didn't look half bad
I had a whisky on the rocks
And change of a dollar for the jukebox
Well, I put the cold rock into that can
But all they played was disco, man
Come on, baby, baby, let's get out of here right away

We're gonna rock this town
Rock it inside out
We're gonna rock this town
Make'em scream and shout
Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock
We're gonna rock till you pop
We're gonna rock till you drop
We're gonna rock this town
Rock it inside out

Well, we're having a ball just a boppin' on the big dance floor
Well, there's a real square cat, he looks a 1974
Well, he looked at me once, he looked at me twice
Look at me again and there's gonna be fight
We're gonna rock this town
We're gonna rip this place apart

We're gonna rock this town
Rock it inside out
We're gonna rock this town
Make'em scream and shout
Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock
We're gonna rock till you pop
We're gonna rock till you drop
We're gonna rock this town
Rock this place apart


SALUDOS CORDIALES

y ANTES QUE UNA QUE YO ME SÉ DIGA NADA DE ESTOS HOMBRETONES SÍ...ni rebañando sacas pa una albóndiga (pero ahí donde ves al batería "Slim Jim Phantom" estuvo casado con una chica bond, Britt Ekland de 1984 a 1992...era Mary Goodnight en El Hombre de las Pistolas de Oro (1974)