No, no, no, no, no, no.
Benvinguts al 15è programa. Godiu a bona part del vostre dial preferit.
Avui una miqueta de glam que ve de glamur.
Després d'aquestes vacances nadalenques, que ens hem permès bona partida i godiva, us espera una sessió plena d'adonisme. Esperem que us encanti.
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy Caught in a landslide?
Escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows Doesn't really matter to me To me Mama Just killed a man Put a gun against his head
Mama, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Didn't mean to make you cry
Nothing really matters. Too late.
goodbye everybody I've got to go
I see a little silhouetto of a man. Scaramouche, paramouche, will you do the bandango? Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me. Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, you'll pick up all my gold. I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me. He's just a poor boy from a poor family, sparing his life from this one atrocity.
Mama mia, let me go. The algebra has a devil for the side for me, for me, for me. So you think you can stop me and blink my eye? So you think you can love me and see me tonight?
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
Nothing really matters. Nothing really matters to me.
I stayed at home to start. I could make it all worthwhile as a rock and roll star. With a try to change the nation. Sonny wants to turn the world, but he didn't tell me that he tried. I could make a transformation as a rock and roll star. So inviting.
I can play the part, I can play the wild mutation as a rock and roll star. Get it on! I've been doing some money, you know that. I'm so wiped out with things as they are, you know that. I send my photograph to my heart, man. And I've come like a regular shooting star.
I can play the wild mutation as a rock and roll star.
Like a regular superstar I could fall asleep at night As a rock'n'roll star I could fall in love all right As a rock'n'roll star
Bohemian Rhapsody dels Grans Queen, una cançó que va popularitzar la purpurina i el lipstick dins el món del rock, i tot seguit un dels reis del glam rock, que va ser Debbie Bowie, que de fet li va venir una mica...
va crear els seus personatges i guizistardos, el va fer néixer, el va fer morir, però va tenir dos o tres anys de glam rock realment molt bons. I David Bowie no només feia la seva música, sinó que ho produïa a altres. Anem a escoltar un dels grans temes del disc Transformer, de l'Urrit, dins de la seva època també glamurosa.
i deia que era un jove jove.
No, no, no.
Anem a l'aigua.
And on her face she wore dentures clamped tightly to her nose. And when she finally spoke, her twang of glasses broke. And no one else could smoke while she was in the room. Harked the herald angels sang and reached out for her.
No, no.
Oh, you can't hang around me
Acabem de sentir el Lurrit amb el seu Hanging Round i realment Transformers, d'aquest LP que diu molt metafòricament i va ser tal qual, en el sentit que venia de la Velvet, que era un estil més contingut dintre del que era la Velvet, per passar a algo molt més glamurós, més glam, on fins i tot ell físicament es va transformar, en el sentit de pintar-se els ulls ETC, com van fer molts grups d'aquesta època.
I ara passarem al pare del glam, que realment qui va iniciar-se en aquest estil va ser el Marc Bolland amb T-Rex i la seva vestimenta, una estètica molt femenina i una actitud molt descarada i provocativa que va marcar després a tots els altres grups que el van seguir. Us passem ara mateix amb el tema Mr. Mr. de T-Rex, Marc Bolland.
Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Mr. Mr. Mr. I'm just looking for a change in my luck Mr. Mr. Mr. I'm just looking for a change in my luck Looking for a change
Baby, baby, baby, I'm looking with my eye to the sky. Baby, baby, baby, I'm just looking with my eye to the sky. With my eye to the sky. Looking, I'm gonna keep on looking, babe. I'll keep on looking.
I'm just looking for a change. Sister, sister, sister, I'm just looking for a change in my love. Sister, sister, sister, I'm just looking for a change in my love. Looking for a change. Baby, baby, baby, I'm just looking with my eye to the sky.
Baby, baby, baby, I'm just looking with my eye to the sky. With my eye to the sky. Looking. Keep on looking, baby. Keep on looking. Keep on looking, baby.
I keep on looking. Keep on looking, babe. Diddy bop bop, diddy bop bop. Diddy bop bop, diddy bop bop. Diddy bop bop, diddy bop bop. Diddy bop bop, diddy bop bop.
There's a new sensation. A fabulous creation. A danceable solution. To take you to the ocean. To the strangler.
Do the strength. Do it on the tables. Quack-li-vos tres ormables. Slow and gentle. Sentimental. All styles serve here. Louis says he's sweet and fair. L'essent verbe es grand.
Tango. Fed up with my dango. Stars on moonbeams. A slide on rainbow. In furs or blue jeans. You know what I mean. To the smile. Ooh.
At your fill of clock rooms, the mad son of cheap thrills. Bored with the beguine, the samba's in your seat. They're playing our tune.
We're gonna be told And down the lead And we like to scratch
Pirates at the Wizards Eskimos of the Chinese If you feel blue, look who, who, who See like who, who, an Indian ski Do not sparransky
3 of the waltz, and mashed potato schmaltz. Brother Denver, it's a nice flower. Evergreen in the store ever.
I després de T-Rex amb el seu Mr. Mr, que el podeu trobar al seu LP Tang, un dels seus LPs menys conegut, però que us recomano de tot cor, hem escoltat aquest horror-bacuit, aquest barroquisme absolut dels Roxy Music, una de les grups capdals en aquest moviment glam.
i la Genesis i la llavor d'algú que vindrà més tard, que és el Pang. I ara passem a unes altres, unes nines, unes nines de Nova York i el seu Subway Train.
ever understand why my life becomes poisoned and condemned. Well, I've been trying every night to put you near me, but I'm telling you,
You might think I'm insane And now your friends They're feeling up my car But you're so busy reading Susie's set You can't look now You didn't see your lovers They're all just in red
Bona nit!
I can't even find the train. You've got to give back to daddy, that's all it's gonna be. He's got the poison black harder than him, but don't you stick, stick. I see the bad ones, right on the subway train. And you can hear the captain shouting,
I'm gonna keep on riding, riding, riding Keep on riding Keep on riding Keep on riding Keep on riding Keep on riding Keep on riding Keep on riding
I de Nova York, amb aquests macarres del glam, aquesta penya tan underground,
Passarem a un grup molt més colorista, més simpàtic, d'altres orígens, que és els anglesos, Dislate. Come on, feel the noise.
So you think my city's out of town Well, it makes me money And I don't know why And I don't know why anymore Oh, no So I feel the noise
No ho sé.
Oh, it's been getting so hard Living with the things you do to me Oh, my things are getting so strange I like to tell you everything I see
Oh, yeah, it was like lightning Everybody was lightning And the music was soothing And they all started singing
I'm running to a bar and let's bar and let's bar and let's bar and let's bar and let's bar and let's Oh, I'm reaching out for something touching nothing's gonna help me
Oh, yeah! It's electric, surprisingly hectic, and the band's not in love.
Vinga, vinga, vinga!
I'll walk you in and turn you into a ballroom blitz. Ballroom blitz. Ballroom blitz. Ballroom blitz. Ballroom blitz. It's, it's a ballroom blitz. It's, it's a ballroom blitz. It's, it's a ballroom blitz. Yeah! It's a ballroom blitz.
The Suite i el seu The Ballroom Bleeds, un grup que li va anar molt bé al gram per arribar a un gran públic. Qui falta? A veure si segur qui falta. Hem escoltat en Bowie, hem escoltat en Llorrit. Falta una peça per fer la Santíssima Trinitat. És l'Higui Pop, l'inclassificlapa cantant que encara té una carrera llarga, prolífica i encara surt a la tele fent anuncis de Txell, em sembla.
Ser d'Aixem o d'una colònia. Una colònia que ella es deu posar sovint. Sense samarreta, com sempre. Iggy Pop sense samarreta. Jo crec que se la deu posar sovint, la colònia. Bé, anem a l'Iggy Pop de l'última època, allà, dels Estugues, que també tenia, evidentment, el seu toc de glamur. Circh en destroy, Iggy Pop en destuges.
I'm a ski-walking cheetah with a hat full of napalm. I'm a runaway son of a nuclear eggplant. I am a world's forgotten boy, the one who searches and destroys.
I've got a hunnid cousin usin' technology. Ain't got time to make no apologies. Saw radiation in the dead of night. Love in the middle of a firefight. Well, I gotta strike the plan. Somebody gotta save my soul.
The one you're searching, searching to destroy. And honey, I'm the world's forgotten boy. The one you're searching only to destroy.
Well, you got hurt because I'm using technology Ain't got time to make no apology Saw a radiation in the middle of the land Looked in the middle of a firefight But I got a strike and a flat So but I've got to save myself
I'm higher and higher, the world's full of God and more.
Bé, després d'aquesta descàrrega brutal de música, anem a veure que el com ens calmarem una miqueta i veurem, després del glam propiament dit, l'empremte que va deixar. I passem a escoltar una cançó que es diu Make Me Smile, del senyor... Steve Harley. Steve Harley. Un londinenc molt romàntic. A veure què us sembla. Jo crec que la coneixereu més d'un, encara que d'entrada no sàpigueu de qui estem parlant.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Your eyes, your eyes How can you tell so many lies? Come up and see me, make me smile I'll do what you want, running wild
There's nothing left. All gone and run away. Maybe you'll tarry for a while. It's just a test. A game for us to play. When I lose it's hard to smile.
Resist, resist. It's for yourself, you have to hide. Come up this evening to make me smile. I'll do what you want, running wild.
There ain't no more You've taken everything From my belief in Mother Earth Can you ignore my faith in everything? Cos I know what faith is and what it's worth Away, away
I don't say maybe you should try To come up and see me, to make me smile I'll do what you want, just run away
Come on and see me, make me smile. I'll do what you want, one and one.
Extraordinària aquest Make Me Smile, el Steve Harley, i ara passarem a escoltar un dels meus grups preferits, The Modern Lovers, amb Chic Raquet, amb el gran Jonathan Richmond, que és l'adolescent de la música d'aquesta època, que va viant directament de les influències de la Velvet.
Well, she was sensitive. She understood me. She understood the European things from 1943. But she does all these things that I can't stand. I can't stand. She stays with another man. She cries. I'm sad, but I won't.
Oh, she cried, I'm hurt, you're right. Oh, well, she cried, I won. She did these things that I thought she'd self-destroy.
necessary to our self-help. She cried, upset, but I woke. That's right. She cried, I broke. All right. Oh, well. She cried, I woke.
Oh, she didn't think that I'd die. She'd eat garbage, eat shit and get stoned. I'd stay alone, eat health food and hope. She cried, I said, but I won't. Oh, she cried.
And she cried, I said, but I won't. She cried, I heard, you're right. And she cried, I said, but I won't. She cried, I said, but I won't.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Estimats Godoa Partissants, fins aquí el nostre programa d'avui, Godiva Buenaparte, com cada divendres al 98.1 de Sant Just d'Esvern. Estem escoltant el rock'n'roll de Gary Glitter, el Gary porporina, avui molta porporina, la setmana que ve no sabem si hi haurà porporina o què hi haurà.
Com sempre ha estat un plaer estar amb vosaltres vendres de 11 a 12 i per més informació estem sempre a les xarxes socials. No dubteu entrar al Facebook i buscar-nos. Ha estat un plaer estar amb vosaltres una altra vegada. Esperem que ens hagueu trobat a faltar tant com nosaltres a vosaltres i seguiu-nos amb devoció. Bona nit. Bona nit.