bippy

Anni 70 pieni di VITA.........singing...dancing


Perchè ho messo queste due canzoni, ma primo perchè mi piacciono e poi perchè pur nel loro effimero passaggio (e nel loro povero contenuto)significano un po' di libertà e di leggerezza e di desiderio del corpo, della vita notturna, di ballare e di sballare un po' con il vino, la birra e le discoteche, una vogla di adolescenza un po' svitata, senza regole e con quel po' di esibizionismo...è vero che poi non sento di appartenere troppo a questa cultura rock, perchè io sono un tipo più classico in fondo, ma per divertirmi amo un po' andare sopra le righe e stravaganteggiare come dice un mio amico e allora ripesco canzoni così.Iggy Pop però è una forza della natura e Blondie dalla sua New York era parte di un avanguardia molto disinvolta anche per costumi sessuali e una donna emancipata e  questo mi è sempre piaciuto.Ma se voglio pensare e ricordare e meditare sulla vita sulle cose belle allora è  tutt'altro genere che ascolto..ma poi alla fine a voi che ve fotte?:-)))
Blondie  Call MeColour me your colour, baby Colour me your car Colour me your colour, darling I know who you are Come up off your colour chart I know where you're coming from Call me on the line Call me call me any anytime Call me my love you can call me any day or night Call me Cover me with kisses, baby Cover me with love Roll me in designer sheets I'll never get enough Emotions come I don't know why Cover up love's alibi Call me on the line Call me call me any anytime Call me oh my love When you're ready we can share the wine Call me Ooh, he speaks the languages of love Ooh, amore, chiamami chiamami. Oo, appelle-moi mon cherie, appelle-moi Anytime anyplace anywhere anyway Anytime anyplace anywhere any day, anyway Call me my life Call me call me any anytime Call me for a ride Call me call me for some overtime Take me out and show me off Put me on the scene Dress Me in the fashions of the nineteen nighties You're the man no in between I know what you words can mean Call me call me any anytime Call me for a ride Call me call me for some overtime Call me in my life Call me call me in a sweet design Call me call me for your lover's lover's alibi Call me on the line Call me call me any anytime Call me Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah. Call me my love. Call me, call me any anytime.
By IGGY POPThe PassengerI am the passengerAnd I ride and I rideI ride through the citys backsideI see the stars come out of the skyYeah, theyre bright in a hollow skyYou know it looks so good tonightI am the passengerI stay under glassI look through my window so brightI see the stars come out tonightI see the bright and hollow skyOver the citys a rip in the skyAnd everything looks good tonightSingin la la la la la-la-la laLa la la la la-la-la laLa la la la la-la-la la la-laGet into the carWell be the passengerWell ride through the city tonightSee the citys ripped insidesWell see the bright and hollow skyWell see the stars that shine so brightThe sky was made for us tonightOh the passengerHow how he ridesOh the passengerHe rides and he ridesHe looks through his windowWhat does he see? He sees the bright and hollow skyHe see the stars come out tonightHe sees the citys ripped backsidesHe sees the winding ocean driveAnd everything was made for you and meAll of it was made for you and mecause it just belongs to you and meSo lets take a ride and see whats mineSinging...Oh, the passengerHe rides and he ridesHe sees things from under glassHe looks through his windows eyeHe sees the things he knows are hisHe sees the bright and hollow skyHe sees the city asleep at nightHe sees the stars are out tonightAnd all of it is yours and mineAnd all of it is yours and mineOh, lets ride and ride and ride and ride...Singing...