domingo, 18 de março de 2012

125 – Johnny Cash – Don’t take your guns to town (1959)

Trata-se de uma canção escrita e gravada por Johnny Cash em 1958. Teve como lado B do compacto que saiu em janeiro de 1959 a canção I still miss someone. Compacto esse lançado pela Columbia Records.

A música conta a história de um jovem cowboy chamado Billy Joe que, ignorando o conselho da sua mãe, arranja uma briga de revolver em um bar e é assassinado nessa briga. O compacto simples com essa música foi o quinto de Johnny Cash a chegar no número 1 dos charts country, ficando lá por seis semanas. Chegou também ao número 32 nos charts pop.

O U2 fez uma regravação da musica e lançou em um compacto simples em 2001, com Elevation.

A letra:

A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm
A boy filled with wonderlust who really meant no harm
He changed his clothes and shined his boots
And combed his dark hair down
And his mother cried as he walked out

[Chorus]

Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town

He laughed and kissed his mom

And said your Billy Joe's a man
I can shoot as quick and straight as anybody can
But I wouldn't shoot without a cause
I'd gun nobody down
But she cried again as he rode away

[Chorus]

Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town

He sang a song as on he rode

His guns hung at his hips
He rode into a cattle town
A smile upon his lips
He stopped and walked into a bar
And laid his money down
But his mother's words echoed again

[Chorus]

Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town

He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand

And tried to tell himself he had become a man
A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down
And he heard again his mothers words

[Chorus]

Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town

Filled with rage then

Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw
But the stranger drew his gun and fired
Before he even saw
As Billy Joe fell to the floor
The crowd all gathered 'round
And wondered at his final words

[Chorus]

Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town


O grande Johhny Cash no seu prime., no fim dos anos 1950s com Don't take your guns to town:



Numa versão fantástica com Willie Nelson, já mais velho (somente áudio): 



Johnny Cash em 1993 no programa do David Letterman:

sexta-feira, 9 de março de 2012

124 – Ricky Nelson – It’s late (1959)

It’s late é uma cancão lançada por Ricky Nelson em 1959, escrita por Dorsey Burnette. Chegou ao número 9 dos charts pop em 1959.

A letra dela é uma espécie de “wake up little Susie”, dos Everly Brothers. Só que nesse caso, em vez de estarem dormindo no cinema, o sujeito tá dizendo para a namorada que está tarde, que não podem ligar para avisar porque não tem mais dinheiro, e mais uma série de desculpas.

E no refrão, ele pede que saiam de casa mais cedo e espera que por estarem tao atrasados, que não esse não seja o ultimo encontro deles. Quando para nossa surpresa, eles já estão vendo sol nascer e o cara tá com medo do que o pai dela vai dizer.

A letra:

It's late (it's late)
We gotta get on home
It's late (it's late)
We've been gone too long
Too bad (too bad)
We shoulda checked our time
Can't phone (can't phone)
We done spent ev'ry dime
It's late (it's late)
We're 'bout to run outta gas
It's late (it's late)
We gotta get home fast
Can't speed (can't speed)
We're in a slow-down zone
Baby, look at that clock, why can't it be wrong?

If we coulda left home at a quarter to nine

Woulda had fun and plenty of time
We got started just a little bit late
Hope this won't be our last date

Look up (look up)

Is that the moon we see?
Can't be (can't be)
Looks like the sun to me
It's late (it's late)
I hate to face your Dad
Too bad (too bad)
I know he's gonna be mad
It's late (it's late)
We gotta get on home
It's late (it's late)
We've been gone too long

It's late (it's late)

We're 'bout to run outta gas
It's late (it's late)
We gotta get home fast
Can't speed (can't speed)
We're in a slow-down zone
Baby, look at that clock, why can't it be wrong?

If we coulda left home at a quarter to nine

Woulda had fun and plenty of time
We got started just a little bit late
Hope this won't be our last date

Look up (look up)

Is that the moon we see?
Can't be (can't be)
Looks like the sun to me
It's late (it's late)
I hate to face your Dad
Too bad (too bad)
I know he's gonna be mad
It's late (it's late)
We gotta get on home
It's late (it's late)
We've been gone too long
(It's late)


Ricky Nelson com It's late em 1959:

Agora Ricky Nelson com It's late nos anos 1980s:


Aqui Billy Burnette, o filho do cara que escreveu It's late, Dorsey Burnette.

terça-feira, 6 de março de 2012

0018 – Almost grown - Chuck Berry (1959)

Compositor: Chuck Berry

  • Foi gravada em 17 de fevereiro de 1959, no Chess Studios, em Chicago, Illinois e lançada em 1959 em um compacto que tinha Little Queenie como Lado B.

  • Chuck tocou guitarra e cantou. Johnnie Johnson tocou piano, Willie Dixon tocou baixo, Fred Below tocou bateria. O backing vocal foi feito por Etta James e por Harvey and The New Moonglows, que tinha o jovem Marvin Gaye. 
     
  • Foi regravada pelos Animals, entre outros artistas. 
     
  • Chegou ao número 3 do Billboard R&B e número 32 no Billboard Hot100.
A letra:

(Wow wow) You know I'm almost grown (Wow wow)

Yeah and I'm doing all right in school
They ain't said I broke no rule
I ain't never been in Dutch
I don't browse around too much
Don't bother me, leave me alone
Anyway I'm almost grown

I don't run around with no mob
Got myself a little job
I'm gonna buy me a little car
Drive my girl in the park
Don't bother just leave us alone
Anyway we're almost grown

Got my eye on a little girl
Ah, she's really out of this world
When I take her to the dance,
She's got to talk about romance
Don't bother just leave us alone
Anyway we're almost grown

You know I'm still living in town
But I done married and settled down
Now I really have a ball
So I don't browse around at all
Don't bother just leave us alone
Anyway we're almost grown

Almost grown com Chuck Berry, original, de 1959, somente áudio: 



Chuck Berry com Keith Richards mandando Almost grown ao vivo na década de 1980:



Almost grown com David Bowie ao vivo na BBC em 1970, somente áudio:


1916 – George Harrison – Faster (1979)

  Escrita por George Harrison, foi gravada entre abril e outubro de 1978 e lançada em 20 de fevereiro de 1979 no disco George Harrison, o oi...