Escoltes Ona Mediterrània, des de la 88.8 de la freqüència modulada. Am I on? Ok. Hi, John. This is Janice. We just like to wish you a very happy birthday and...
Happy Birthday John de Janis Joplin que acabam d'escoltar se troba com a bonus track el segon i últim dit de la cantanta Tzana Pearl va sortir al mercat només 3 mesos després de la seva mort se va editar l'11 de gener de 1971 i era una espècie de recopilatori de temes de l'any anterior
Aquesta és la referència que dóna títol al monogràfic d'avui. Benvinguts a un nou capítol de la sèrie Recopilació de les Millors Cançons en format anual. Avui, 1971, aquí Copinya de Volta Verda. És hora de començar. Endavant i cap enrere.
Continuarem ara amb el màxim èxit del duo folk Rocky Brewer & Shipley, Mike Brewer d'Oklahoma i Tom Shipley d'Ohio. Formen grup en 1967 i duraren 10 anys, sense comptar clar les reunions i re-reunions posteriors. El seu major hit, com han dit, va ser aquest One Talk Over the Line, de 1971. Modest, però simpàtic, número 10 del Billboard estadounidense.
One toque over the line, sweet Jesus, one toque over the line. Sitting downtown in a railway station, one toque over the line. Waiting for the train that goes home, sweet Mary, over that the train is on time. Sitting downtown in a railway station, one toque over the line.
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Bona nit.
Més grups de la segona divisió del rock. Aquests són els britànics Bronco, actius entre 1969 i 1973 en només tres àlbums. Cap d'ells massa destacat, però sempre s'ha de tenir esperança. I del segon, Ace of Sunlight, han seleccionat aquesta una mica famosa Southern Street. Cold winter evening The sunset lights my room
Bona nit.
I'm allowed some time I'd like to tell you how I feel Take a lifetime to explain But I'm sure you know it all the same You know You know You know how I feel
And one day when we're alone Have a little moonshine of our own Tell you how I'm empty when you're away But I'm sure you know it all the same You know You know You know how I feel
Although you face your sorrow I know your heart is wrong You taught me how to love And you taught me to become When you say you love me My body comes alive It's hard to say those words some days But I feel that
Fins demà!
Watch the sun come slowly rising from the east coast to your eyes.
The child that turned their heads around and hung them in the skies But the wild dog crossed the wood bridge and it crumbled
Gràcies.
El 1971, Graham Nash, la tercera part de Cross, Bistills & Nash, ha dit el seu primer disc en solitari, Songs for Beginners, que, ho poden dir en veu alta, una autèntica meravella. Si volen una definició musical de la paraula lirisme, aquí la tenen fàcil de trobar. Escoltant tres temes, Wounded Bird, Sleep Song i Chicago.
Fins demà!
And in the end remember it's with you you have to live And in the end remember it's with you you have to live Stand your ground I think you've got the guts it takes to win
But you must learn to turn the key before she'll let you in And understand the problems of the girl you want so near Or you'll wear the coat of questions till the answer hat is here You'll wear the coat of questions till the answer hat is here
Serenade your angel with a love song from your eyes Grow a little taller even though your age defies Feel a little smaller and in stature you will rise
A hobo o poet must kill dragons for a bribe. And humble pie is always hard to swallow with your pride.
When you were asleep I was kissing your forehead You gave a frown So I kissed you again You started waking and put your arms round my waist Just making sure I was there
Then you drifted away Then you drifted away When I awoke I found out I'd been dreaming Some of my pet clothes were still on the floor
Fins demà!
When I return I will kiss your eyes open
You'll find I'll be there. You'll find I'll be there.
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
We can change! We can change!
Fins demà!
Open up the door.
Parlant de lirisme, aquí en tenim un altre campió, James Taylor, el canteutor nord-amèricà de referència dels anys 70, amb un tema del seu probablement millor àlbum, Mudslide Slim and the Blue Horizon. Escoltam, you can close your eyes. Well, the sun is sure sinking down
But the moon is slow to rising So this old world must still be spinning around And I still love you So close your eyes You can close your eyes It's alright
I don't know no love songs And I can't sing the blues anymore But I can sing this song And you can sing this song When I'm gone
We're gonna have a good time And no one's gonna take that time away You can stay as long as you like So close your eyes You can close your eyes, it's alright
I don't know no love songs And I can't sing the blues anymore But I can sing this song And you can sing this song when I'm gone
No tan famós com James Taylor, però sí també d'importància. Aquest dal és el cantantor Houston Ankh, Mickey Newbury, autor d'un munt de cançons que se feren famoses en veus d'altres intèrprets com Elvis Presley, Tom Jones, Solomon Burke, Waylon Jennings, Joan Baez, etc.
Com a curiositat, direm que és l'autor de la famosíssima Just Drop In, de la banda de Kenny Rogers, recuperada per la causa al film de El Gran Lebowski. Però probablement el tema de Newbury que més ha transcendit i en raó és aquest An American Trilogy. Oh, I wish I would...
In the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Look away, look away, look away
Oh, I wish I was in Dixie. Away, away. In Dixieland, I'll take my stand to live. And I'm Dixie.
That's where I was born Early, Lord, one frosty morning Look away, look away Look away, Dixieland Holy glory
Hallelujah. Glory, glory, Hallelujah. Glory, glory, Hallelujah.
So hush, little children, don't you cry?
You know your daddy's bound to die. But all my trials, Lord,
Fins demà!
Gràcies.
No podien faltar una recopilació dels setantes als incomparables birds, que et donen per suposat que no necessiten presentació. El tema que hem escoltit per representar-los avui s'atitula Kathleen Song, una passada per variar del gran Roger McQueen.
So I'll stay home Letting my hair grow long And I will be walking in the door
The fire burns, summer is gone, winter is sorrow But time don't mean nothing to me When only the owls listen to hear my song
And I will be walking in doom And I will be waiting for you Some people say Love goes away Not mine
For your cheeks I will borrow And find old place for you to see A sash of glue tells me your love is strong Each day my life starting anew
And I will be waiting for you.
La peça de resistència del programa d'avui la formaran 5 temes del gran, gran Boss Skacks, una de les nostres debilitats, sempre minusvalorat de forma errònia, ja que la major part dels seus dits mereixen formar part de qualsevol discografia bàsica. Silk Degrees, Slow Dancer, Boss Skacks and Band, Down to Then Left, Moments, Some Change, i per damunt de tots, My Time. Són fites indispensables a la història del rock.
Escolteran sin temes de 1971. Dos del disc Boses Cags en Band, que són You're So Good, Here to Stay, i tres del disc Moments, que són Painted Bells, Hollywood Blues, El Instrumental Can I Make It Last?
First time I met, what a thrill. Moved me then, always will. Changed my life for the better, day to day. You made me so happy, gonna stay.
You're so good, mama. Dream maker, come back here. Says he's got a fast trip. I said, oh man, go on back here. I've got this day, so good. Ooh, yeah.
Bona nit. Bona nit. Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Midnight special called my name Was the time I had to go Oh, but not anymore Seemed like nothing is the same Since you called my name
So good So good So good So good
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Fins demà! Fins demà!
My thoughts with the water flow Like steam rising off the road Passes by, I'll watch their stare To see that they don't get wet And I'll just sit beneath this tree Let the drops fall over me
I watch the city lights burn The crowds collide just out of my reach The taxis lights flash up and down the street I sit and watch the faces go by I don't wonder where to
Fins demà!
So I order up another glass Not to let the moment pass Turning around in love with you Oh, I know you love me too
I catch a spot across the way A string of tiny painted bells Seem to have a tale to tell
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
She looks like she's sitting right there
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Poca gent té en compte, analitzant la carrera d'Elton John, com a candidat per a millor dit seu, el de 1971, Madman Across the Water, bàsicament perquè no hi ha cap de les seves cançons més conegudes. I, sincerament, això és un gran error. No som els únics que pensam així, i ho feim constar. Ja han sonat aquí crec que tots els temes del dits, però com que no estan segurs, posarem avui aquesta meravella, Rotten Peaches.
We moved on six miles from where we were yesterday. And yesterday is but a long, long ways away. So we'll count by tonight beneath the bright starlight and forget rotten beaches and the places we stay.
I lived on the dark land two years ago, and I'm in my way over on the SS Corrine. And I've always had trouble wherever I sit on the rotten peaches.
Rotten beaches, rotten in the sun. Rotten beaches, rotten in the sun. Seems I've seen that devil bruise since the world begun. Mercy on the criminal, Jesus, son.
Rotten in the sun. There ain't no green grass in a U.S. state prison. There is no one to hold when you're sick for your wife. You stay out your pack, your pack rotten peaches, your big rotten peaches for the rest of your life.
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Acabarem el recopilatori 1971 d'avui amb el doctor John McRebenach, bugibuista vocacional, ja que va néixer i morir a Nova Orleans. És una llegenda absoluta que comença activitats amb el famós disc Gris Gris de 1968 i no va aturar fins poc abans de morir en 2019.
Escoltarem un tema del seu dit de l'any, The Sun, Moon and Herbs, i així què veureu? S'atitola Zuzu Mamu. Això serà tot, molt bon i per tant, adeu, ahoy.
C'est un moment. C'est un moment.
Bona nit.
I know. And then you have eggs in your head.
Bona nit. Bona nit.
No, no, no, no, no.