Σάββατο, 17 Μαΐου 2014

Δέκα τραγούδια εμπνευσμένα από διάσημους άσχετους με το χώρο της μουσικής. (και οι στίχοι τους)

Από τι εμπνέονται οι στιχουργοί; Από τα ίδια πράγματα που εμπνέονται όλοι οι καλλιτέχνες φαντάζομαι. Εμπειρίες, συναισθήματα, πρόσωπα δικά τους αλλά και πρόσωπα διάσημα.
Μάζεψα εδώ δέκα τραγουδάκια, τα οποία έχουν γραφτεί για δέκα διάσημα πρόσωπα που δεν ανήκαν όμως στο χώρο της μουσικής. Ζωγράφοι, ηθοποιοί αλλά και πολιτικοί, όλοι έγιναν στίχοι με την πένα κάποιου αν και όχι πάντα με θετική ματιά! Ακούστε και διαβάστε...






10. Vincent - Don McLean ( Vincent van Gogh)


Ο Αμερικάνος τραγουδοποιός, γνωστός περισσότερο για το American Pie, το 1971 διάβασε ένα βιβλίο για τη ζωή του Van Gogh και εντυπωσιάστηκε τόσο πολύ που εμπνεύστηκε τους στίχους για το τραγούδι Vincent. Τον επόμενο χρόνο το Vincent ανέβηκε στο νούμερο ένα των βρετανικών charts. Οι στίχοι μιλάνε με θαυμασμό για τον μετά-ιμπρεσιονιστή ζωγράφο και περιγράφουν τόσο τους πίνακες του και την τεχνοτροπία που χρησιμοποιούσε στη ζωγραφική όσο και το πώς φανταζόταν ο McLean τον χαρακτήρα του Van Gogh. 

Starry starry night
paint your palette blue and grey
look out on a summer's day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.

Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils
catch the breeze and the winter chills
in colors on the snowy linen land.

And now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry starry night
flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze
swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent's eyes of China blue.

Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's
loving hand.


And now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.

You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never
meant for one
as beautiful as you.

Starry starry night
portraits hung in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.

Like the stranger that you've met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.

And now I think I know what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they're not
list'ning still
perhaps they never will.



9. Black superman - Johny Wakelin (Muhammad Ali)



Άλλο ένα τραγούδι που ανέβηκε στο νούμερο ένα των βρετανικών singles charts είναι ο Μαύρος Σούπερμαν (ελληνιστί) του Wakelin, ο οποίος το έγραψε σαν φόρο τιμής στον μεγάλο μποξέρ Μοχάμεντ Άλι. Ένα χρόνο πριν, ο Άλι είχε νικήσει τον επίσης θρυλικό George Foreman, σε αγώνα μποξ που έλαβε μέρος στην Κινσάσα του Ζαίρ και έμεινε στην ιστορία με το όνομα The rumble in the jungle. Ο ίδιος ο Άλι δυστυχώς δεν ενέκρινε ποτέ το τραγουδάκι και κρίμα γιατί είναι ιδιαίτερα χαριτωμένο. 

This here's the story of Cassius ClayWho changed his name to Muhammad Ali
He knows how to talk and he knows how to fight
And all the contenders were beat out of sight

Sing, Muhammad, Muhammad Ali
He floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee
Mohammed, the black superman
Who calls to the other guy I'm Ali catch me if you can

Now all you fight fans, you've got to agree
There ain't no flies on Muhammad Ali
He fills the arena wherever he goes
And everyone gets what they paid for

Muhammad, was known to have said
You watch me shuffle and I'll jab off your head
He moves like the black superman
And calls to the other guy I'm Ali catch me if you can

He says I'm the greatest the worlds ever seen
The heavyweight champion who came back again
My face is so pretty you don't see a scar
Which proves I'm the king of the ring by far

Sing, Muhammad, Muhammad Ali
He floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee
Mohammed, the black superman
Who calls to the other guy
I'm Ali catch me if you can.

8. Oscar Wilde gets out - Elton John (Oscar Wilde)


To 1895, o Βικτωριανός θεατρικός συγγραφέας Oscar Wilde, αποφυλακίζεται μετά απο δύο χρόνια καταναγκαστικών έργων εξαιτίας ομοσεξουαλικών αδικημάτων. Το 2013 ο Άγγλος τραγουδοποιός Elton John βάζει μουσική στους στίχους του Bernie Taupin οι οποίοι μιλάνε για το τι σκέφεται ο συγγραφέας μετά την αποφυλάκιση του. Δύσκολοι στίχοι, ποιητικοί και με πολλές αναφορές σε αυτά που έχει πει ο ίδιος ο Wilde στο The Ballad of Reading Gaol σχετικά με το τι πέρασε κατά τη διάρκεια αυτών των δύο χρόνων.

Freedom for the scapegoat leaving Reading Gaol
Rheumy eyes just pierced his heart like crucifixion nails
Shaking fists and razors gleamed, you never stood a chance
When the ink ran red on Fleet Street, you turned your eyes to France

Humbled far from Dublin, chased across the waves
Your biting wit still sharp enough to slice through every page
Destitute and beaten by the system of the crown
The bitter pill you swallow tasted sweeter going down

And looking back on the great indifference
Looking back at the limestone walls
Thinking how beauty deceived you
Knowing how love fools us all

A golden boy in velveteen landed in New York
The past was so seductive when the paid to hear you talk
Baccarat and champagne flutes, tobacco from Virginia
Long before the lords and law branded Oscar Wilde a sinner

And looking back on the cold bleak winter
Looking back on those long dark days
Felt like the head of John the Baptist
In the arms of Salome

Don't turn around it's a while gull screaming
Don't cry out loud you never know who's listening
You've seen it all the exiled Unforgiven
From the stately homes of England to her prisons

And looking back at the hardened lifers
Looking back on the wretched poor
Thinking maybe they were my saviors
Strange to think I'll miss them all
Strange to think I'll miss them all

7. Candle in the wind - Elton John (Marilyn Monroe)


Το 1973, οι Elton John  και Bernie Taupin έγραψαν τους στίχους και για ένα απο τα γνωστά κομμάτια του πρώτου, το Candle in the wind, αφιερωμένο στη μνήμη της Marilyn Monroe. Ο Taupin έχει πει για το τραγούδι οτι " αναφέρεται στην ιδέα της φήμης ή της νιότης ή κάποιου που φέυγει στο άνθος της ηλικίας του, Το τραγούδι θα μπορούσε να μιλάει για τον James Dean ή τον Montgomery Clift, ή για τον Jim Morrison." To 1997 , ο Elton John ξαναγράφει το κομμάτι, αυτή τη φορά αφιερώνοντας το στην αδικοχαμένη πριγκίπισσα της Ουαλίας, Νταϊάνα. 

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the treadmill
And they made you change your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something more than sexual
More than just our Marilyn Monroe

6. Einstein on the beach - Counting crows ( Albert Einstein)


Να κι ένα ωραίο θέαμα. Ο Einstein στην παραλία, με μαγιουδάκι και όλα τα παρελκόμενα. Οι στίχοι δεν είναι τόσο αθώοι πάντως. Μιλάνε για το όραμα του Einstein, για το μέλλον του ανθρώπινου είδους και φυσικά την πυρηνική απειλή που έγινε πραγματικότητα με την κατασκευή της ατομικής βόμβας. Πανέξυπνο τραγουδάκι και με ωραίο μήνυμα και ευφυείς συμβολισμούς.

Albert's always sincere; he's a sensitive type
His intentions are clear -- he wanna be well liked
Well, if everything is nothing, then are we anything?
Is it better to be better than to be anything?

And Albert's visions blooming uncontrolled
All his wings are slowly sinking

The world begins to disappear
The worst things come from inside here
All the king's men reappear
For an eggman, fallen off the wall
He'll never be together again

Einstein's down on the beach standing in the sand
'Cause everything he believes in is shattered
What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway
And we all get burned as one more sun comes sliding down the sky
One more shadow leans against the wall

And the world begins to disappear
The worst things come from inside here
And all the king's men reappear
For an eggman, fallen off the wall
He'll never be together again

Albert's waiting in the sun
On a field American
For the cause of some inflated form of hit and run and...
Yeah-e-yeah

One more sun comes sliding down the sky
One more shadow leans against the wall

And the world begins to disappear
The worst things come from inside here
And all the king's men reappear
For an eggman, fallen off the wall
He'll never be together again

Albert's fallen on the sun
Cracked his head wide open

The world begins to disappear
The worst things come from inside here
And all the king's men reappear
For an eggman, fallen, fallen

The world begins to disappear
The worst things come from inside here
And all the king's men reappear
For an eggman, fallen off the wall
He'll never be together again

No, he'll never be together again
No, no, never never never again, uhhh-uh
What you fear in the night in the day comes to call anyway-e-ay, ehhh-eh
Never never never again.

5. The love of Richard Nixon - Manic street preachers (Richard Nixon)


Ένας απο τους πιο μισητούς προέδρους των ΗΠΑ, ο Richard Nixon, γίνεται το θέμα των στίχων του τραγουδιού με τον φοβερό τίτλο The love of Richard Nixon. Αντισυμβατικός ο στιχουργός, προσπαθεί να δει τον πρώην πρόεδρο με μια πιο συμπαθητική ματιά, να αναφέρει πράγματα που ίσως λόγω προκατάληψης τώρα πια, περνάνε σε δεύτερη μοίρα . Εντάξει, όλες οι απόψεις δεκτές, δημοκρατία έχουμε. (πόσο γαμάτο να έβγαζε ο Νταλάρας τραγούδι "Παττακέ σ'αγαπώ";;;)

The world on your shoulders
The love of your mother
The fear of the future
The best years behind you
The world is getting older
The times they fall behind you
The need it still grows stronger
The best years never found you

The love of Richard Nixon , death without assassination
The love of Richard Nixon, yeah they all betrayed you
The love of Richard Nixon, death without assassination
Yeah they all betrayed you
Yeah and your country too

Love build around the sandy beaches
Love rains down like Vietnam's leeches
Richard the third in the White house
Cowering behind divided curtains

The world is getting older
The times they fall behind you
The need it still grows stronger
The best years never found you

The love of Richard Nixon, death without assassination
The love of Richard Nixon, yeah they all betrayed you
The love of Richard Nixon, death without assassination
Yeah they all betrayed you
Yeah and your country too

The love of Richard Nixon, death without assassination
The love of Richard Nixon, yeah they all betrayed you
People forget China and your war on cancer
Yeah they all betrayed you
Yeah and your country too

4. Darwin - Third eye blind ( Charles Darwin)


Το 1859 ο γνωστός ανθρωπολόγος Charles Darwin μίλησε για την θεωρία της εξέλιξης του ανθρώπινου είδους απο τα πιθηκοειδή. Το 1968, ο Ελβετός ξενοδόχος (!) Erich Von Daniken το χόντρυνε κι άλλο και διατύπωσε στο βιβλίο του "Τα άρματα των Θεών",  τη θεωρία οτι δεν γίνεται να εξελίχθηκαν έτσι απλά τα πιθήκια, κάποιος εξωγήινος ήρθε απο το διάστημα, έκανε σεξ με ένα πιθηκάκι, και προκύψαμε εμείς. Αν ισχύει, απαιτώ να έρθουν οι εξωγήινοι τώρα να με πάρουν απο δω! Τέλος, το 1999 ήρθαν οι Third eye blind και μίλησαν και αυτοί για το θέμα, με αυτό το εντελώς σουρεάλ τραγουδάκι.

The chromosome divides
Multiply and thrive
And the strong survive
And the strong survive

And a spaceman fucked an ape
Then cut out on the date
And now its much too late
The space ship has escaped
Let it go

Were lacking something
Good, something good, yeah
Is this all for nothing, oh?
Good, something good, yeah

Boom boom, tick tick
Who skipped the long play?
Boom, tick tick

The chromosome divides
Multiply and thrive
And the strong survive
Yeah, the strong survive

And the grandson of an alien
Wears his snake skin boots
And shows his reptile roots
He shows his reptile roots

Were lacking something
Something good, something good, yeah
Is this all for nothing? Yeah
Show me the goods
Something good, yeah

Boom boom, tick tick
And who skipped the long play?
Who skipped the record
And who amped what you say?
I want to sing a song thats my own
I wanna be the DJ

Were lacking something
Something good, something good, yeah
Is this all for nothing? Yeah
Show me the goods
Something good, yeah

Chromosome divides
Multiply and thrive
And the strong survive
Yeah, the strong survive

Chromosome divides
Multiply and thrive
And the strong survive
And the strong survive

And its alright
Its alright, yeah
Its a long night
Its a long night

3. Happy birthday Leonid Brezhnev - Joan Baez (Leonid Brezhnev)


Ο γενικός γραμματέας της Σοβιετικής Ένωσης απο το 1964 έως το 1982, Λεωνίδας Μπρέζνιεφ, γιορτάζει τα 75α γενέθλια του και η Joan Baez του κάνει δώρο για τα γενέθλια του ένα τραγουδάκι.  Και όπως καταλαβαίνω τον κάνει σκουπίδι- με το γάντι. 

Happy birthday, Leonid Brezhnev
What a lovely seventy-fifth
We watched the party on TV
You seemed to be taking things casually
What a mighty heart must beat in your breast
To hold forty-nine medals on your chest
Think of all the gifts that you've got
Some were acquired and some were not
Like a natural talent for marionettes
Who do your dirty work and cover your bets
So with one hand waving free
The other one crushed a budding democracy

Congratulations, Jaruzelski
What a wonderful job you have done
Let me mention to a sane man's eye
You've lost the meaning of compromise
They're comparing you to General Pinochet
It's a dubious compliment at best
Your people are freezing, the workers are bleeding
You've already arranged numerous deaths
The only difference in the camps from the stadiums
Is not much for the doomed all cry
It's only the weather and the songs people sing
Just before they die

Do you hear us, Lech Walesa?
What a terrible price you have paid
For being ahead of your time
Has surely constituted a crime
Oh, Mr. Brezhnev, look
Somebody read the little red book
And took it all seriously
The way you did when you were young and you believed
And you workers and you black Madonna
You're not supposed to utter a word
But the courage of you and your man of the year
Is a symphony the world has seldom seen or heard
Through the Siberian gates of hell
The Pope and the bishops are wishing you well
We see your candles in the park
Hear your fearless promises in the dark
How they cheat and when tried to win
They didn't know that there would always be within you
And we hear you, Lech Walesa

2. Franklin's table - Al Stewart (Benjamin Franklin)


Μεγάλος και μάλλον υποτιμημένος καλλιτέχνης ο Al Stewart, εμπνέεται απο τον εφευρέτη-πολιτικό-συγγραφέα-τυπογράφο-ακτιβιστή-διπλωμάτη (μόνο με το μόντελινγκ δεν ασχολήθηκε!) Βενιαμίν Φραγκλίνο και μας μιλάει για αυτόν και το τραπέζι του. Βασικά όπως κατάλαβα, μας μιλάει ένας -και καλά - γείτονας του Φραγκλίνου, ο οποίος πάει συχνά καλεσμένος στο σπίτι του και παρόλο που δεν καταλαβαίνει τις "φιλοσοφίες" του επιστήμονα, πηγαίνει για το τζάμπα κρασί. Έλληνας θα ήταν.

Dinner with Ben Franklin on Friday night
The invitation read
Of course I wrote and thanked him
I wouldn't miss it for the world I said
His table is so well kept.


He plays the glass harmonica
And talks of wind and kites
The habits of the court of France
And other strange delights
Of course I've heard it all before
On other wintry nights
And yet there is no better wine or conversation.


The English call it claret
And clear and red it sits inside my glass
Sent to us from Paris
A greater kindness never came to pass
We'll drink his health, with the last.


He plays the glass harmonica
And talks of wind and kites
Of almanacs and spectacles
And other strange delights
Of course I've heard it all before
On other wintry nights
And yet there is no better wine or conversation.


Time goes by in stories
Wine goes by, dark and young
When it comes my turn here
I'll be telling one with a purple tongue

The night grows philosophic
I miss a word or two, it must be said
As I hear them talking
I sink a little deeper in my chair
Thanking the fates that brought me here.


He plays the glass harmonica
And talks of wind and kites
Of lightening and odometers
And other strange delights
Of course I've heard it all before
On other wintry nights
And yet there is no better wine or conversation

1. Rasputin - Boney M (Rasputin)


Και φυσικά το καλύτερο, και το πιο άκυρο, πρόσωπο που ενέπνευσε τραγούδι (και τι τραγούδι) το άφησα για το τέλος. Όλοι το ξέρουμε (αν δεν το ξέρετε, τη Δευτέρα με τον κηδεμόνα σας!) και οι μεγαλύτεροι το έχουμε χορέψει κιόλας. Ο Ρασπούτιν,  σεξομανής Ρώσος μοναχός και εξαιρετικά αμφιλεγόμενη προσωπικότητα, γίνεται ντίσκο ύμνος από τους Boney Μ και την μπαλαλάικα τους. Αλλά γιατί ήταν ο Ρασπούτιν τόσο γαμάτος; Μα διαβάστε!

There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of ecstacy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire

RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on

He ruled the Russian land and never mind the czar
But the kasachok he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son

But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger
for power became known to more and more people,
the demands to do something about this outrageous
man became louder and louder.

"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies
But the ladies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"
No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
"Come to visit us" they kept demanding
And he really came

RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
They put some poison into his wine
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
He drank it all and he said "I feel fine"

RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
And so they shot him till he was dead





2 σχόλια:

  1. Του την είπε αλύπητα του Brezhnev! Καλά, το Rasputin είναι το αγαπημένο μου!

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