Rémy Drives a Linguini; Michael Giacchino

Yesterday I had the honor to prepare the Christmas dinner for some friends in my house. Everybody helped, in fact, cutting vegetables, shred the chicken for the salpicão salad, making sauce for the penne and drinking my cocktails. It was a delicious evening, as it should be a Christmas night. The food was also great, if I may be proud.

But not as good as the dishes prepared by the "best chef in France", I presume. If my meal was good, it doesn't hold a candle to the specialty of rat Rémy, the Ratatouille. In the Pixar film of 2007 (it was on HBO today, btw) there's a song, all instrumental, created by Michael Giacchino, that was nominated by the 80th Academy Award for the soundtrack to Ratatouille.

“Rémy Drives a Linguini” is a delightful cut that features whistling and harmonica, sports an inventive arrangement that includes sliding guitar tones and nice horn charts.

Have a happy Christmas!

Jackie Tequila; Skank

This month I ain't updating frequently this blog and it's not because there's few whistle songs. There's hundreds of them. It's just because I am enjoying the summertime very well. 8)

Last Saturday night I was drinking and chating with some friends and some women, trying to be pleasant with the girl who was talking to me, then suddenly the guy who was singing in the bar started to whistle... I immediately stopped to chat with her to wait him ended up the song to ask if there is whistlings in the song or if he was just being perky. You know the answer.

Skank is a Brazilian pop rock/ska band which surfs a lot through reggae music. Reggae is the tone in "Jackie Tequila", the 2nd song in the 1994 album named "Calango". The song tells the story about Jacqueline Mist, a pretty girl, so pretty that makes sick. Unfornately, Jackie is a fictitious character.

In a interview with Rádio Globo, the vocalist and guitarist Samuel Rosa told that "Jackie Tequila" was what the band was looking for, in terms of musicality, and the song played a lot in the radio stations: "Trata-se de uma música muito emblemática, acho que é o ponto em que a banda já vinha tentando chegar, em termos de musicalidade, o reggae com aquela parte mais falada, o raggamuffin e tal, parecia algo que o Skank finalmente tinha alcançado depois de muito almejar, depois de algum esforço e a música emplacou, tocou muito nas rádios. Eu me lembro até de alguém, em algum momento, dizendo que a letra era complicada e depois poder ver um garoto de dez anos numa loja de um shopping cantando a letra inteira, aquilo foi prova de que não dá pra fazer muita especulação e nem previsões quando a gente da falando de música pop."

Funk lá no morro da mangueira
Essa menina tá dizendo "sim"
Eu sei!
Noite bamba tudo a beça
Baião na rampa do Cruzeiro...

Essa menina tá dizendo
Don't worry
Cause everything
Is gonna be all right
Everything, every tune
Will be played by night...
Uiêê.. ê Oh Oh!

Seu nome é Jackie! Jackie!
Oh! Oh! Tequila!
Oh! Jacqueline Mist
Hiê! Hiô! Tequila!...

Reggae la na radio do café
Rapaziada que tive afim vai la
Eu vo ficar com Jackie Oh!
Se é que Jackie vai pra la
Se não for, ja foi
O bonde do desejo segue rumo
Caixa, bumbo e sexo
Saudade na rampa do mundo Oh!

Seu nome é Jackie! Jackie!
Oh! Oh! Tequila!
Seu nome é Jacqueline Mist
Hiê! Hiô! Tequila!...

Oh Jackie foi nascer
Numa cabana em Nôa Nôa
Sol do Taiti na pele na boa
Seu pai cruzou o mar
Duas filhas na canoa
Côco pra beber
E leite de leoa...

Jackie uma menina
Tão bonita que enjoa
Enjôa de vertigem
Viagem de avião
Hálito de virgem
Dois olhos de amêndoa
Vaca cadela
Macaca, gazela...

Linda toda, toda linda ela
Toda beleza
Se reconhece nela
Jackie Tequila
Coca-Cola e água
Égua língua míngua
Minha mágoa, Uô! Uô!... Iê!...
(A Você Uô Uô Iê!... Ahn.. Aahn)

Azwethinkweiz; Incubus

I had never heard Incubus before know this song. I had heard about it, talking to one or another friend but never got to hear it. Well, still haven't... this one was their only song I heard. = P

The song is really cool when it starts. It starts in an acid jazz style and has some nice beats, but then is sung like rap, something like an electrorap. Hehe. This electro-hip-hop-jazz was recorded for the EP in 2007, called "Enjoy Incubus".

And the whistling happens only in the beginning. =)

Floatin' round my brain,
tryin' to think about the other thing.
Than that thought you know I'm considering.
What if what I thought,
about who I think I though I was,
was nothing more than my cerebellum slobbering?
Azwethinkweizm is hard to think about,
but simple to trust.
You'll know your on it
when your brain won't stop to take a break, no!
So when donut boy comes askin' around,
tryin' to figure out somethin' new,
you just smile and say,
"Pardon you! I'm sifting through
some particles and farcing through some folds.
I've stumbled upon a brain fart
which melts away your molds!"
So I think upon that ponder
while I'm pondering the thought,
just thinkin' about the thinkweiz
is leaving me distraught!
Well I think I thought
I saw an Azwethinkweiz,
Lookin' like we think we do.
Like we think we do.
Some think I'm insane,
'cause I think about the other thing,
than that one thought you call reality.
What if what you thought,
about who you think you thought you were,
was nothing more than illusion rapidly crumbling!
Azwethinkweism should be a topic we all can trust.
It's just to bad that it makes your
head go zippitykrack @#$% dang!
So when donut boy comes sniffing around
trying to figure out something new,
you just laugh and say, "Pardon you,
I'm sifting through some particles and
farcing through some folds.
I've stumbled upon a brain fart
which melts away your molds."
So I think upon that ponder
while I'm pondering the thought,
just thinking about the thinkweiz
is leaving me distraught.
Well I think I thought I saw an Azwethinkweiz,
lookin' like we think we do.
Like we think we do.
So what if you thought about the thinkweiz
was nothing like you think you are?
You'd probably more than likely be a
lookyloo lookin' like you think you do.
Like you think you do.

Boyscout’n; Menomena

Talking about bands that no one knows, I give you: Menomena! It’s an indie rock band from Portland, Oregon, formed by Brent Knopf, Justin Harris, and Danny Seim. These guys:

The band was formed in 2000 under this strange name, which means, according an interview by Tiny Mix Tapes, “‘Menomena’ means different things to different people. I’d hate to spoil the fun for someone by laying down my personal interpretation as law. It came from a list of about 50 other band names that we were deciding upon. We like the way it rolls off the tongue, sexually, or something.”

“Boyscout’n” came into the band’s third studio album, “Friend and Foe”. The song talks about of failed expectations and the whistling is kind of sad. Really sad, I must say, is when the band uses a synthesizer to make the sound of the whistlings. It’s what happened here, as you can see in the video below.

Enjoy it, anyway.

So stop and take it all in slowly
'Cause this short glimpse is not the only
Chance that you will have to see
All the ways that I can prove myself as worthy
To be the one and only true sure thing
Sure thing

I can't believe I lent my hand to help destroy and helpless man
Maybe it's a long shot now, but still I say
Should not survive this fall then I pray if I pray at all
That I could catch my breath and come away unscathed
Away unscathed

I once believed you were my savior
But now you're nothing but a traitor
And still I'll wait for your return
I get the feeling I have waited
A whole lifetime in vain
A lot to lose with nothing to gain

I can't believe I lent my hand to help destroy and helpless man
Maybe it's a long shot now, but still I say
Should not survive this fall then I pray if I pray at all
That I could catch my breath and come away unscathed
Away unscathed

Do You Want to Fight Me?; Venus Hum

Some time ago I searched on Google for “a good band that nobody knows about”. Then, there it was. Venus Hum... love at first sight! Or, first audition.

I even translated its Wikipedia article for Portuguese, so much I loved it! I also downloaded its complete discography for the times when I want to listen a good good electro music.

Their for themselves: “Venus Hum is a trio consisting of vocalist Annette Strean, multi-instrumentalist Tony Miracle, and film-maker Kip Kubin. The band formed in 1999 in Nashville, TN and have released 3 album... Venus Hum (mono-fi), Big Beautiful Sky (Geffen/BMG UK), and The Colors in the Wheel (mono-fi/Nettwerk). Their 4th record, Mechanics & Mathematics, continues the mission to marry pop songs with strange eletronic sounds.”

The song of today was released in 2006 and is from Venus Hum 3rd album, “The Colors in the Wheel”. It’s one of my favorite Venus Hum’s songs. It’s so charming, so sensual... You must hear it! You must hear “Beautiful Spain” and “Montana” too! Well, hear everything, ‘cause I recommend the entire discography!

Kuty kuty kuty huup!

You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible don’t break

So you want to fight me
With your one good eye?
And do you think you can beat me?
Hm, well come on, come on

Now you’re holding back the candy like a one-year-old
If you break in half then you could let it flow
You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible don’t break

Something wicked this way comes
Is it God’s or is it yours?
It’s a bit uncomfortable
Oh, don’t kill the messenger

When you’re throwing out your punches at the rate of snow
If you break in half then you could let it flow
You’re eighty pounds of wreckage in a mason jar
You’re a bit combustible don’t break my heart

So you wanna fight me?
Well, you said you want to fight me?
Oh, come on, come on

Always Look On The Bright Side of Life; Monty Python

I’m little lazy, so this is all Wikipedia, okay?

“Always Look on the Bright Side of Life” is a popular song written by Eric Idle that originally featured in the 1979 film Monty Python’s Life of Brian and has gone on to become a common singalong at public events such as football matches as well as funerals.

Whilst trying to come up with a way of ending the film Monty Python’s Life of Brian, Eric Idle wrote an original version of the song which was sung in a more straight fashion, which the other Python members agreed would be good enough for the end of the film. Whilst practising the song, during a break in filming, Idle found that the song worked better if sung in a more cheeky manner. This new version was used in the film and became one of the Python’s most famous songs.

Brian Cohen (played by Graham Chapman) has been sentenced to death by crucifixion for his part in a kidnap plot. After a succession of apparent rescue opportunities all come to nothing, a character on a nearby cross (played by Eric Idle) attempts to cheer him up by singing “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life” to him. As the song progresses, many of the other crucifixion victims (140 in all, according to the script, though fewer than that are actually seen on screen) begin to dance in a very limited way and join in with the song’s whistled hook. The song continues as the scene changes to a long-shot of the crosses and the credits begin to roll. An instrumental version plays over the second half of the credits.

“Always Look on the Bright Side of Life” was conceived as a parody of the style of song often featured in Disney films. It may be considered an answer song to the entire genre, but particularly to songs such as “Give a Little Whistle” from Pinocchio. Its appearance at the end of the film, when the central character seems certain to die, is deliberately ironic.

The song opens with an introductory verse (half-sung with an acoustic guitar backing on the soundtrack album and most subsequent versions, though simply spoken unaccompanied in the film itself):

Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad.
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you’re chewing on life’s gristle,
Don’t grumble, give a whistle,
And this’ll help things turn out for the best, and...
This deviation from the standard rhyme scheme (with ‘best’ replacing the expected ‘worse’ to rhyme with ‘curse’) leads into the first appearance of the chorus, which consists of the title and a whistled tune. A second verse continues in a similar vein, and the third and fourth verses move on to discuss the situation (namely, imminent death) in which Brian now finds himself, and alludes to the Shakespearean cliché that ‘all the world’s a stage’:

Life’s a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life’s a laugh and death’s a joke, it’s true.
You’ll see it’s all a show,
Keep ‘em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.

The whistled hook is an uncredited contribution from Idle’s frequent collaborator Neil Innes. One occurrence in the final chorus was omitted at the insistence of the film’s executive producer George Harrison, so as not to obscure a pet phrase in John Altman’s orchestral arrangement.

The song appeared on the film soundtrack album, listed as “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life (All Things Dull and Ugly)”. The subtitle does not appear in the actual song, and is only used on the soundtrack album. Confusingly, “All Things Dull and Ugly” was also the title of an unrelated track on Monty Python’s Contractual Obligation Album (released only a few months later), which is a parody of the popular hymn “All Things Bright and Beautiful”.

The song was also released on the B-side of the single “Brian Song”, the film’s opening theme (performed by Sonia Jones). It is likely that the claim made by Idle in the spoken fade-out that “this record is available in the foyer” was actually true in some cinemas.

The song touched a chord with the British trait of stoicism and the ‘stiff upper lip’ in the face of disaster, and became immensely popular. When the destroyer HMS Sheffield was struck by an Exocet cruise missile on May 4, 1982 in the Falklands War, her crew sang it while waiting to be rescued from their sinking ship, as did the crew of HMS Coventry.

When Chapman died on October 4, 1989, the five remaining Python members, as well as Chapman’s close relations, came together at his private funeral to sing “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life” as part of Idle’s eulogy. In 2005, a survey by Music Choice showed that it was the third most popular song Britons would like played at their funerals.

Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse
When you’re chewing on life’s gristle
Don’t grumble, give a whistle
And this’ll help things turn out for the best
And...

...always look on the bright side of life
(whistle)
Always look on the light side of life
(whistle)

If life seems jolly rotten
There’s something you’ve forgotten
And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing
When you’re feeling in the dumps
Don’t be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle — that’s the thing

And... always look on the bright side of life
(whistle)
Come on
Always look on the bright side of life
(whistle)

For life is quite absurd
And death’s the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow
Forget about your sin — give the audience a grin
Enjoy it — it’s your last chance anyhow

So always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath
Life’s a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life’s a laugh and death’s a joke, it’s true
You’ll see it’s all a show
Keep ‘em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you

And always look on the bright side of life
(whistle)
Always look on the right side of life
(whistle)

Come on guys, cheer up

Always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the bright side of life...

Worse things happen at sea, you know

Always look on the bright side of life...

I mean — what have you got to lose?
You know, you come from nothing
— you're going back to nothing
What have you lost? Nothing!

Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the bright side of life

Twisted Nerve; Bernard Herrmann

Yesterday I mentioned “Twisted Nerve”, so today I’ll talk about it.

On the contrary to what many people think, this song is not from the Kill Bill movie, where it became world famous, at least among the young generation. “Twisted Nerve” was created by Bernard Herrmann for the film of the same name directed by Roy Boulting in 1968. The melody of the whistling in question is the main theme in the Boulting’s film. I haven't watched any of both films, so I think the “whistling scene” is only one in each film. If there are more, please tell me.

Being a little spoiler, I’ll post what I found on the subject here:

“having the crazy guy whistle the theme while he stalks women is an awesome bit (…) that, along with Bernard Herrmann’s constant variations on that theme all throughout the movie’s score, ensure that it’s the single most catching melody of all time.”

And I am leaving here a picture of our dear Herrmann doing a poker face:

See you tomorrow!

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly; Ennio Morricone

It is impossible to speak of Italian songs with whistling without mentioning Ennio Morricone. He is the creator of one of the most famous soundtracks that have whistlings. In my humble opinion, is the best of all, even that “Twisted Nerve”. Ma tutti i gusti sono gusti! Right? Bene, with you, the story behind “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly”.

Ennio Morricone had already done the soundtrack for two films in the western trilogy of Sergio Leone, namely “The Fisful of Dollars” (1964) and “For a Few Dollars More” (1965). As might be expected, he made the soundtrack of “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” too. And in the main theme Morricone has put various sounds of wind instruments: trumpet, ocarina, harmonica, flute and... whistling. By the way, I know the name of the guy who whistles! His name is John O’Neill, he is a musician and at the time was known to be a great whistler. Here. And here.

In 1968 the film’s soundtrack reached #4 on the Billboard 200 Chart.

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Moreover, there is a well-known version of this song which became a hit in the U.S. and Europe re-recorded in 1968 by Hugo Montenegro. It peaked at #2 on the Billboard Hot 100 and #1 on UK Single Charts, remaining for four weeks. Below there is the Montenegro version. At this time the whistler was Muzzy Marcellino. =)



Because I haven’t found on Youtube the movie’s scene where this song is played, I put the video of a Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain’s exhibition. Now enjoy it!

The Riddle; Gigi D’Agostino

This song is a cover by the Italian DJ Gigi D’Agostino for his third studio album released 1999 named “L’Amour Toujours”. The original melody and lyrics was composed by the English pop singer Nik Kershaw in 1984, but instead whistlings he put the sound of several flutes at the end of the song. So the only one that counts is the Gigi’s cover. However, there is below the original song and its music video:

Here with D’Agostino there is a new eletronic song full of whistlings! All along the entire song we can hear the original riff being whistled, very well whistled I have to say. It would be Gigi himself who whistles on it? I’d like to know...

I got two strong arms.
Blessings of Babylon time to carry on
and try for sins and false alarms
so to American the brave wise man save.

Near a tree by a river there’s a hole in the ground.
Where an old man of iron goes around and around.
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
But he’ll never never fight over you.

I got time to kill.
Sly looks in corridors without a plan of yours.
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill.
Thanks to the calling of the wild
wise men’s child.

I got plans for us
Nights in the scullery
And days instead of me
I only know what to discuss
Oh, for anything but light
Wise men fighting over you

It’s not me you see.
Pieces of valentine
And just a song of mine.
To keep from burning history
Seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold.

Near a tree by a river there’s a hole in the ground.
Where an old man of iron goes around and around.
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there’s a wrong and a right
But he'll never never fight over you.

I got time to kill.
Sly looks in corridors without a plan of yours.
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill.
Thanks to the calling of the wild
wise men’s child.

Eh, Cumpari!; Julius La Rosa

“‘Eh, Cumpari!’ is a novelty song. It was adapted from a traditional Italian song by Julius La Rosa and Archie Bleyer in 1953, and sung by La Rosa with Bleyer’s orchestra as backing on a recording that year.

“The song reached #1 on the Cash Box charts and #2 on the Billboard charts in 1953. As a result, the song was also featured in a performance by Dennis Day on The Jack Benny Program on CBS Radio.

“Another popular version was recorded by The Gaylords, in middle of which a comical letter from someone in ‘the old country’ is read, culminating with a joke about Alitalia Airlines.

“The song also appeared in Francis Ford Coppola’s film The Godfather III as sung by Talia Shire, who played Connie Corleone, the sister of Michael Corleone.

“The song is a cumulative song, in which each verse contains all of the previous verse as well.

“It is sung in Southern Calabrian dialect.

“The song is about the sounds of musical instruments.”*

Julius La Rosa was born on January 2, 1930, Brooklin, NY. According his own website “he grew up listening to Frank Sinatra (...), Tommy Dorsey, Glenn Miller”. Currently, he’s still performing in public today.

Eh Compare, ci vo suonare
Chi si suona? Un friscaletto.
E come si suona un friscaletto?
(*whistle*) un friscaletto tipiti tipiti tam.

Eh compare, ci vo suonare.
Chi si suona? Un sasofona,
E come si suona un sasofona?
Tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

Eh compare, ci vo suonare.
Chi si suona? Un mandolino.
e come si suona un mandolino?
a plig a plin, un mandolino,
tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

E compare, ci vo suonare?
Chi si suona? u violino.
E come si suona un violino?
A zing a zing, un violino,
a pling a pling, un mandolino
tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

E compare, ci vo suonare?
Chi si suona? a la trumbetta.
Ma come si suona a la trombetta?
Papapapa a la trumbetta,
A zing a zing, un violino,
a pling a pling, un mandolino
tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

E compare, ci vo suonari?
Chi si suona? a la trombona.
Ma come si suona a la trombona.
A fumma a fumma a la trombona,
Papapapa a la trumbetta,
A zing a zing, un violino,
a pling a pling, un mandolino,
tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

Il Pescatore; Fabrizio de André

Buon giorno, Principesse! Today I am posting our first Italian song with whistles. Con fischio!

The Italian singer honored to be the first one to appear here is Fabrizio de André. Fabrizio born 1940 in Genoa and passed his entire life in Italy, dying in Milan with 58 years old. His musical style was a blend of blues, Italian folk and pop music.

“Il Pescatore” (The Fisherman) was released as single in 1970, same time of the beginning of his musical rise. Likewise De André’s most famous songs which speak about ordinary people (whores, marginals, peasants...), “Il Pescatore” tells a story about a killer who asks for bread and wine for and old fisherman while the policemen are following him closely.

Fabrizio whistles beautifully between the strophes of the song.

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Tomorrow I’ll post another Italian song. Unfortunately, I haven’t found so many as I wish. Gli italiani non piace molto a fischiare?

All'ombra dell'ultimo sole
s'era assopito un pescatore
e aveva un solco lungo il viso
come una specie di sorriso.

Venne alla spiaggia un assassino
due occhi grandi da bambino
due occhi enormi di paura
eran gli specchi di un'avventura.

E chiese al vecchio dammi il pane
ho poco tempo e troppa fame
e chiese al vecchio dammi il vino
ho sete e sono un assassino.

Gli occhi dischiuse il vecchio al giorno
non si guardò neppure intorno
ma versò il vino e spezzò il pane
per chi diceva ho sete e ho fame.

E fu il calore di un momento
poi via di nuovo verso il vento
davanti agli occhi ancora il sole
dietro alle spalle un pescatore.

Dietro alle spalle un pescatore
e la memoria è già dolore
è già il rimpianto di un aprile
giocato all'ombra di un cortile.

Vennero in sella due gendarmi
vennero in sella con le armi
chiesero al vecchio se lì vicino
fosse passato un assassino.

Ma all'ombra dell'ultimo sole
s'era assopito il pescatore
e aveva un solco lungo il viso
come una specie di sorriso
e aveva un solco lungo il viso
come una specie di sorriso.

Walking the Dog; Rufus Thomas

The rockabilly forgotten song!

“Walking the Dog” is one of the most popular songs by Rufus Thomas. It was covered by several rock bands like Rolling Stones, Aerosmith, Dr. Feelgood, The Blackbirds, etc. The song was written and released in 1963 by Thomas album also called "Walking the Dog". This single reached #10 on the Biilboard Hot 100 in the same year.

Rufus Thomas was a R&B, funk and soul singer. He born 1917 in Cayle, Mississipi but adopted Memphis, Tennessee as his hometown, where he died in 2001. Also been a musician, Thomas was comedian and TV host. As tribute to his musical career, he was inducted into the Blues Hall of Fame in 2001.

The whistlings are like he was calling a dog, the walking dog. Hear it below:

Baby's back, dressed in black,
silver buttons all down her back.
High, low, tipsy toe,
she broke a needle and she can't sew.
Walkin' the dog,
just a-walkin' her dog.
If you don't know how to do it,
I'll show you how the walk the dog.

Asked the fellow for fifteen cents,
see the fellow he jumped the fence.
Jumped so high he touched the sky,
never got back till the fourth of July.
Walkin' the dog,
just a-walkin' her dog.
If you don't know how to do it,
I'll show you how the walk the dog.

You Ain’t the First; Guns N’ Roses

I thought I had finished GNR whistle songs! But there is a tiny whistle in this one. So, let’s know about it!

“You Ain’t the First” is on “Use Your Illusion I”. Both, Use Your Illusion I and II have three songs with whistling. Axl likes to whistle very much...

For lack of another better source I have to quote Wikipedia: “Unlike most tracks on the album, electric guitars are nowhere to be found in the song — instead, acoustic guitars are used, similar to side two of GN’R Lies, and also giving the song a folk rock feel, which is added to by the tambourine (played by Tim Doyle). The song is also notable for being the only song in the band’s catalogue that is entirely in waltz time. It is also fully sung by Izzy Stradlin.”

I tried so hard just to get through to you
But your head’s so far
from the realness of truth
Was it just a come on in the dark
Wasn’t meant to last long
I think you’ve worn your welcome honey
I’ll just see you along as I sing you this song

Time can pass slowly,
things always change
You day’s been numbered
And I’ve read your last page
You was just a temporary lover
Honey you ain’t the first
Lots of others came before you woman
Said but you been the worst
Sa’ you been the worst

So goodbye to you girl
So long, farewell
I can’t hear you cryin’
Your jivin’s been hell
So look for me walkin’
Down your street at night
I’ll be in with another
Deep down inside
(Deep down inside)

53rd & 3rd; Metallica

Duh... “53rd & 3rd” is by Ramones not Metallica! Yeah, I know. But only in the cover by Metallica there is a whistling.

As we know “53rd & 3rd” was composed by Dee Dee Ramone for their eponymous debut album from 1976. It seems to be that the lyrics is kind of autobiographical. Some say that Dee Dee really prostitute himself to purchase heroin. He never confirmed the rumor.

Anyway, Metallica recorded it for the project “We’re a Happy Family – Tribute to Ramones”. I found here that “actually Metallica recorded 4 Ramones cover songs and picked that one for the tribute album”; I’m even trying to find which were the other three songs covered by the band.


The fun here is hear both machos Lars Ulrich (bridge) and Hetfield (verses and chorus) singing that they were "standin' on the street (...) tryin' to turn a trick". =P

One Two Three Four

If you think you can, well come on man
I was a Green Beret in Viet Nam
No more of your fairy stories
'Cause I got my other worries.

53rd and 3rd
Standing on the street
53rd and 3rd
I'm tryin' to turn a trick
53rd and 3rd
You're the one they never pick
53rd and 3rd
Don't make you feel sick?

Then I took out my razor blade
Then I did what God forbade
Now the cops are after me
But I proved that I'm no sissy

53rd and 3rd
Standing on the street
53rd and 3rd
I'm tryin' to turn a trick
53rd and 3rd
You're the one they never pick
53rd and 3rd
Don't make you feel sick?

53rd and 3rd
come on man

53rd and 3rd
I'm a man baby

53rd and 3rd
your fairy stories

53rd and 3rd
have my other worries

Golden Years; David Bowie

The eternal androgynous alien from Germany needs no introduction. He does need a nice pic. Here it goes:


“Golden Years” is a funk-style song released as single in 1975 which appears on the Bowie’s tenth studio album, “Studio To Studio”. As Wikipedia states, he wrote the song to give it to Elvis Presley, but Elvis refused to perform it. However, his former wife Angela Bowie and his backup singer and lover Ava Cherry claim both to have been his muse to this song.

“Golden Years” came up when “Bowie was looking to emulate something of the glitzy nostalgia of ‘On Broadway’, which he was playing on piano in the studio”.

According Songfacts.com, “Bowie performed this song when he appeared on the TV show Soul Train in 1975. He was one of the first white singers to appear on the show”. Such a pitty Bowie never had been performed “Golden Years” whistling like the original version.

Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Look at that sky, life's begun
Nights are warm and the days are young
Come get up my baby

There's my baby, lost that's all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby

Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling somestrings, angel
Come get up my baby
In walked luck and you looked in time
Never look back, walk tall, act fine
Come get up my baby

I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby

Some of these days, and it won't be long
Gonna drive back down where you once belonged
In the back of a dream car twenty foot long
Don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart
Doing all right, but you gotta get smart
Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh lord
I believe all the way
Come get up my baby

Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years

There's my baby, lost that's all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years

I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold
Golden years, gold whop whop whop

A Method; TV on the Radio

Another band from NYC... :D

“TV on the Radio” seems to be the best indie band of all the time. Since people realized the musical magnitude of this band, they didn’t stop to reward it. The band’s first studio album “Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes” hasn’t received any bad review at all. The second, “Return to Cookie Mountain” “was named the album of the year by SPIN for 2006, leading to the band’s appearance on the magazine’s cover. The album was ranked #2 on Pitchfork Media’s list of Top 50 Albums of 2006. Rolling Stone, Slant Magazine, and Stylus Magazine each named the album as the 4th best of 2006, and the album is ranked fifth on Metacritic’s year-end list”. What about the next? “‘Dear Science’ was named the best album of 2008 by Rolling Stone, The Guardian, Spin, MTV, Entertainment Weekly, and the Pitchfork’s readers poll. Pitchfork placed Dear Science at number 140 on their list of top 200 albums of the 2000s”.

Tunde Adebimpe is the vocal leader and the guy who writes the most of the songs. It was he who wrote “A Method”, our whistle song of the day. It’s also he who whistles, as you can see in the video below. Adebimpe is accompanied by Kyp Malone, the guitarist, on the backvocals. David Sitek answers by the electronic beats on the song and Jaleel Bunton drums with mastery. Gerard Smith doesn’t appear in the credits of “The Method”, but with he we close the presentation of the band.

Eyes wide mine, suddenly everything
Flies by fine, mind goes on holiday
In its stead, clicking along the curb
Clucking tongues how could they have the nerve

There is hardly a method you know

It's a broken poem, started up yesterday
And it came true now, mind was on holiday
It's an open road will we soon see the end
It's an open book, a story to tell the band

There is hardly a method you know

It's a storm faced cloud, hanging in dystrophy
It's a cold, base clown laughing at enemies
It's a rough wild world could you please chaperone
It's a mind field trip, oh leave it the fuck alone

This is hardly the method you know

There's a purple pain strangling yesterday
There's a purple stain spattered on interstates
It's an awkward stage grasping at anything
Cause it's lost the page
Can't find a word to say
But they want you to
Oh they want you to
Yes they want you too
Oh they want you, too

Broken plates on dirty highways
Pave the way for alien grace

There is hardly a method you know

Let’s Go Surfing; The Drums

I try to keep a logical sequence with the blog posts. For example, the posts on Saturday and Sunday were about Caetano, yesterday about Omo, which has Caetano as one of its musical influences and today The Drums. When there’s not a way to keep it, I start all over again.

But what The Drums, a surf band from NYC, has in common with Omo, an European band of experimental indie? It would be closer to Peter, Bjorn and John, right? What attach them is the simple fact that both songs were released in 2009: they are freshy. ;)

The Drums was formed in 2008, after vocalist Jonathan Pierce have almost given up a rock star career. Now that he joined with his childhood friend Jacob Gaham, the drummer Connor Hanwick and the guitarist Adam Kessler, seems to be reaching his dream. And with great style: In the band’s MySpace there is a selection of reviews of the biggest magazines in the industry with first-class critics:

“New York’s official Coolest New Band...this might be the most contagiously energetic NYC band of the past 10 years.” — NME

“One of the best indie pop debuts of the year” — Rolling Stone

“best new rock’n’roll band in town.” — The Deli Magazine

In SongFacts.com I found this info about the song composition: “Vocalist Jonathan Pierce was asked by Q magazine November 2009 if he actually can surf. He replied: ‘I’ve surfed a couple of times but I can only stand being in the ocean for five minutes before I go running for the sand. ‘Let’s Go Surfing’ is more about the spirit behind surfing’.”

Some people are calling “Let’s Go Surfing”, “the most infectious whistling line since Peter, Bjorn and John”. It’s becoming a great hit. And you can enjoy it now!

Wake up
It’s a beautiful morning
Honey, while the sun is still shining
Wake up
Would you like to go with me?
Honey, take a run down to the beach

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don’t care about nothing

Wake up
There’s a new kid in the town
Honey, he’s moving into the big house
Remember
When I was so very hopeless
Darling, he’s gonna make it all better

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don’t care about nothing

Down, down baby
Down by the rollercoaster
Sweet, sweet baby
I’ll never let you go

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don’t care about nothing

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don’t care about nothing

Tea Break; Omo

I’d continue posting many and many Brazilian songs until they had over. But this Saturday I was looking for a different indie rock to listen, something kind of melancholic, kind of... (someone please tell me a word for descompromissado! lol), but still elaborated. So I went to my sources when it comes to good music. Had nothing for my mood in them.

The next blog I went on was One Sweet Song and there I had some songs in this sort to choose. I decided to pick up “Tea Break” from Omo. For my surprise, the one that I chose to downloading has all those adjectives and is a whistling song!

‘Cause I’m a copier, I’m pasting here what Gina from OSS copied from someone else:

“Omo’s The White Album is an album full of spiky little pop gems. A little like Laurie Anderson jamming with the Tom Tom Club, or a collaboration of Laurie Anderson and Young Marble Giants, mixed by Ricardo Villalobos, occasionally joined by Enoch Light on vibes and Raymond Scott on synthesizer. This is a surefire chart hit in a parallel universe where all TV programmes are made by David Lynch and every household owns a hover car. If you’re looking for music with depth and character, that is fun and wants to get to know you, meet Omo.”

Now, from themselves:

“Omo was born in spring 2004. Using small instruments to fit in a small apartment, Berit Immig and David Muth started the assemblage of acoustic textures, amplified casio pianos and vocals that could be mistaken for a Theremin.

Their first public appearance took place at the Aquarium Berlin, making music a whole lunch break long for passing visitors. Berit Immig: ‘I worship the aquarium as recreational residence. Its the ideal combination of underwater species slowly drifting through three-dimensional space, 400,000 litres of water bubbling behind glass and a subliminal scent of fish food.’

Berit’s and David’s musical paths first crossed when collaborating within London based band Karamasov.”

Now, themselves:

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Until yesterday I haven’t found the lyrics of “Tea Break”. So I had to appeal e-mailing the band on its MySpace account. For my surprise², David Muth answered my message! And said why he and Berit Immig composed it:

“It’s a song about a summer picnic, and we put the whistling on as it is both a bit cheeky and light-hearted.”

I’m gonna sleep radiant tonight! :D

Shall we indulge in tasty treats?
Forbidden fruits and deeds
Something that completes
A song of little meaning
Blackcurrant and Darjeeling
The masters of self healing

Shall we surrender to the heat?
Be somehow more discrete
Get ready for the leap
Jump into salty waters
It's natures call that taught us
The little snacks you brought us

PS: non-serious is the word for descompromissado.

Você É Linda; Caetano Veloso

And again!


Today with a song even more famous than the antecedent. “Você É Linda” was released in Veloso’s 17th studio album called “Uns”. According to an interview with Jornal do Brasil, in January 1991, this is the favorite album by Caetano Veloso:

“É o que mais gosto. Entendo que as pessoas gostem de Cinema Trancendental, mas adoro a canção Uns. Adoro Peter Gast. A pessoa devia ter vergonha de Peter Gast mas eu fiz e foi lindo. É a melhor capa. Eu, Rodrigo e Roberto, meus dois irmãos. E adoro aquele ‘nosso amor não deu certo’, como chama mesmo? Eclipse Oculto. É o título de LP mais bonito de todos. Adoro Uns.”

About the creation of this song I found on Revista Época website an excerpt from his book “Sobre as Letras” saying: “Fiz para uma menina chamada Cristina, de quem eu gostei muito intensamente na Bahia, nos anos 80, e que morava defronte à minha casa, do outro lado da rua, em Ondina. É uma canção bem romântica.”

Translating: he composed it for a girl called Cristina who he liked a lot in 80s. She lived in front of his house in Salvador, Bahia. It is a pretty romantic song.

Fonte de mel
Nuns olhos de gueixa
Kabuki máscara
Choque entre o azul
E o cacho de acácias
Luz das acácias
Você é mãe do sol

A sua coisa é toda tão certa
Beleza esperta
Você me deixa a rua deserta
Quando atravessa
E não olha pra trás

Linda
E sabe viver
Você me faz feliz
Esta canção é só pra dizer
E diz

Você é linda
Mais que demais
Você é linda, sim
Onda do mar do amor
Que bateu em mim

Você é forte
Dentes e músculos
Peitos e lábios
Você é forte
Letras e músicas
Todas as músicas
Que ainda hei de ouvir

No Abaeté, areias e estrelas
Não são mais belas
Do que você
Mulher das estrelas
Mina de estrelas
Diga o que você quer

Você é linda
E sabe viver
Você me faz feliz
Esta canção é só pra dizer
E diz

Você é linda
Mais que demais
Você é linda, sim
Onda do mar, do amor
Que bateu em mim

Gosto de ver
Você no seu ritmo
Dona do carnaval
Gosto de ter
Sentir seu estilo
Ir no seu íntimo
Nunca me faça mal

Linda
Mais que demais
Você é linda sim
Onda do mar do amor
Que bateu em mim

Você é linda
E sabe viver
Você me faz feliz
Esta canção é só pra dizer
E diz

O Leãozinho; Caetano Veloso

Caetano again!

Today he appears with a song in which the whistlings are doing the entire counterpoint to the melody played on acoustic guitar. While he declares his love for this such “leãozinho”, the whistlings give a peaceful and coastwise atmosphere which is being created during the song.

“O Leãozinho” was written for Caetano’s 1977 album named “Bicho”. Contrary to what many leftists expected for him, he wrote “innocent” and not politicized songs for this album. “O Leãozinho” is one of them. In a interview with Márcia Cezimbra from Jornal do Brasil, Veloso said that in that time he was going to do a show and has received a anonymous letter saying if he would sing this song, they was going to spank him!

Currently, “O Leãozinho” is one of the most successful songs of his career.

edit: Caetano wrotes this song inspired by his friend Dadi, a bassist. Dadi’s Zodiac sign is Leo and leãozinho means “little lion”. Also, look his mane in the picture below... *

Gosto muito de te ver, Leãozinho
Caminhando sob o sol
Gosto muito de você, Leãozinho

Para desentristecer, Leãozinho
O meu coração tão só
Basta eu encontrar você no caminho

Um filhote de leão, raio da manhã
Arrastando o meu olhar como um ímã
O meu coração é o sol pai de toda a cor
Quando ele lhe doura a pele ao léu

Gosto de te ver ao sol, Leãozinho
De te ver entrar no mar
Tua pele, tua luz, tua juba

Gosto de ficar ao sol, Leãozinho
De molhar minha juba
De estar perto de você e entrar numa

“dá um beijo nele que ele é lindo!”

Roberto Carlos Allin; Os Pedrero

Os Pedrero is a Brazilian hardcore band which is on the road since 98, blending the simplicity of punk rock chords with reckless lyrics about love, hate, rebellion and fun. In the band’s website they proclaim themselves as a “weirdo rock band”.

This style is shown in the song “Roberto Carlos Allin” from the 2004 album “Cavera Y Macaco”. Its lyrics speaks of an eschatological passion for a girl, it is casually gross and shows two of their influences: GG Alin, the deranged devil of punk, and Roberto Carlos, our romantic king of Jovem Guarda. This song sums up well the idea sold by Os Pedrero.

The whistling starts the song. It’s so weirdo, reckless and simple as our today’s band.

Ah! Pedreiro means “bricklayer”.

Meu lado romântico te emociona, mexe com seu sentimento.
Meu lado podre te enoja, vem cá e chupa meu excremento.
Beijei na boca alisei seu rosto, fiz tudo o que você gosta.
Cuspi na cara, dedo no cu, sente o meu gosto de bosta.

Oh yeah! Oh yeah! sinta medo de tudo que eu faço,
Sou metade GG Allin, metade Roberto Carlos.

Tomei bastante lactopurga e caguei tudo nas calças,
Depois te levo num restaurante e faço uma serenata.
Vou vomitar na sua cara restos de comida podre,
Vou te dar mil beijinhos minha linda gatinha meu doce.

Oh yeah! Oh yeah! sinta medo de tudo que eu faço,
Sou metade GG Allin, metade Roberto Carlos.

Pra Ser Sincero; Engenheiros do Hawaii

Engenheiros do Hawaii is a rock band from Brazil’s South region, region from which emerge the best rock bands in the country. And which born the prettiest women. The band was formed in 1985, in the city of Porto Alegre, by Humberto Gessinger (vocalist and guitarist), Carlos Stein (guitarist), Marcelo Pitz (bass) and Carlos Maltz (drums). Currently, Gessinger is the only original member to remain in the band. It’s also he who writes the most of the songs.*

It was he who composed “Pra Ser Sincero” helped by the then guitarist Augusto Licks. The song is in the band’s most successful album named “O Papa É Pop”, 1990. As the album title suggests, the Engenheiros’ sound became more pop this time, what made the critics unsatisfied.

In a live chat organized by ClicRBS website Gessinger reported that wrote “Pra Ser Sincero” inspired by a former girlfriend, but refused in another live chat by MTV Brasil to give further explanations about what he meant by the lyrics, which is full of figures of speech.

Well, no more jerking around. With you, Engenheiros do Hawaii!


Pra ser sincero eu não espero de você
Mais do que educação,
Beijo sem paixão,
Crime sem castigo,
Aperto de mãos,
Apenas bons amigos...

Pra ser sincero eu não espero que você
Minta
Não se sinta capaz de enganar
Quem não engana a si mesmo

Nós dois temos os mesmos defeitos
Sabemos tudo a nosso respeito
Somos suspeitos de um crime perfeito,
Mas crimes perfeitos não deixam suspeitos.

Pra ser sincero eu não espero de você
Mais do que educação,
Beijo sem paixão,
Crimes sem castigo,
Aperto de mãos,
Apenas bons amigos...

Pra ser sincero não espero que você
Me perdoe
Por ter perdido a calma
Por ter vendido a alma ao diabo

Um dia desses
Num desses encontros casuais
Talvez a gente se encontre
Talvez a gente encontre explicação

Um dia desses
Num desses encontros casuais
Talvez eu diga, minha amiga,
Pra ser sincero, prazer em vê-la
Até mais... (até mais)

Nós dois temos os mesmos defeitos
Sabemos tudo a nosso respeito
Somos suspeitos de um crime perfeito
Mas crimes perfeitos não deixam suspeitos.

Esotérico; Gilberto Gil

As you know I’m Brazilian. E não desisto nunca. But I haven’t updated my blog with our songs up to now. There is just a little one! My friends ask me: “por que você não põe músicas brasileiras? (why don’t you put Brazilian songs?)” and I try to explain that there are many others that I end up taking a rain check. Today’s post is for them and for my followers from my beautiful country.

Gilberto Gil is largely known here. For you to have an idea, he and his friend Caetano Veloso are like our John Lennon and Paul McCartney. Without Yoko, luckily. And what’s striking is that they are as good as their British fellows. Be sure, I'm not overstating. ;)

Gil was there when Tropicália was born and gave his contribution to its growth. Because his political engagement he was exiled for 3 years (1969-1972) in London during the Military Dictatorship. Years later, in January 2003, he was appointed Minister of Culture by President Lula.

In 1976, Gilberto Gil formed with Caetano, Gal Costa and Maria Bethânia the group “Doces Bárbaros”. “Esotérico” was composed by himself for their eponymous debut album. It was released in a live show in Rio de Janeiro.

In Gil’s official website there is an explanation about the creation of this song. I get so happy when I find these things! I put it below, however, still remembering my friends who complain a lot about my decision to write only in English here, I’ll revenge them now: if you don’t understand Portuguese, you won’t get anything. Rá!

“Uma tentativa de transpor a idéia do mistério divino, místico-religioso, para o campo do amor terreno; de desmistificar e humanizar a categorização do esotérico como algo inatingível, colocando-o como inerente à nossa natureza, à complexidade de nosso afeto. O ímpeto da canção nasceu da vontade de falar do sentido esotérico das coisas através de algo que fosse demasidamente humano como é a relação amorosa entre duas pessoas — não deixando, no fim, de remeter a questão para a divindidade (qualquer mistério está aquém do mistério do criador).”

He sings with brother Caê in the YouTube video!

Não adianta nem me abandonar
Porque mistério sempre há de pintar por aí
Pessoas até muito mais vão lhe amar
Até muito mais difíceis que eu pra você
Que eu, que dois, que dez, que dez milhões
Todos iguais

Até que nem tanto esotérico assim
Se eu sou algo incompreensível
Meu Deus é mais
Mistério sempre há de pintar por aí

Não adianta nem me abandonar
Nem ficar tão apaixonada, que nada!
Que não sabe nadar
Que morre afogada por mim

PS: the song stops to play at 2:16. To continue to listen to it, click in the next second.

Happy Hour; Svinkels

Do you remember that I told here that there was a french rap in which they only whistle on the studio version? And it was not time to post it yet? I think it's time now. It's not a Tupac song but it’s on too!

“Happy Hour” was composed for Svinkels’ fourth album named “Bons pour l’Asile” from 2003. This song was produced by Ludovic Bource, as we can read here. And that’s all! I looked for something else but there’s few things about the Svinkels and almost none interview. To worth it, my French is terrible...

There’s not a music video or also a decent live record, so I can only give you the audio and one picture of the trio. If at least they were handsome... =P


Get drunk, get stupid,get fucked up, get freaky
Happy hour

[Nikus]
A voir l'heure j'avoue qu'ça donne envie d'avoir à boire
Y-a t'il des amis en vie après l'happy hour d'hier soir?
Allo aujourd'hui tu restes à l'eau, tu pars en Thalasso
Ou tu rappliques illico à cette terrasse qu'on s'mette la race au soleil
C'est l'dernier tango à Buenos Aires l'heure d'la pétanque à Marseille
Du match à Manchester ça lève des pintes en Bavière u m'faut d'l'air
Faut noyer cette journée dans un verre qui durera au moins 10 tournées

[Baste]
Y'z'ont une caricature d'soirée à caractère caritatif
F'sant pitié à des bourges pour qui nous payent plein d'apéritifs

[Nikus]
Chercheur d'orge jusqu'à 20 H dans tous les rades sur la terre
On ira s'coucher à l'heure d'l'apério dans l'autre hémisphère

[Baste]
J'bois à ptities doses tout plein d'petites doses
Mais là j'suis vénér et j'vide le bar à vitesse grand verre
Ça y est y'a l'Nikus quis s'est mis en sup
Qu'est monté sur une table et qui beugle "on veut des chips on veut des chips"
Y'a d'l'excès en terrasse etc ecterrasse
Fais voir c'qu'y a ay fond d'ta bouteille ça c'est l'plan vigipicrate
Mon 5 à 7, j'tourne à l'anis comme Morissette
Fait Péter une p'tite assiette de cahuétes
Tape un pas d'claquette sur l'bar comme Fred Astaire
En vidant d'la biére d'monastèreni dieu ni maître sauf maître kanter
J'suis tellement tripé des tripots qu'si tu veux mon avis, "mon ami"
J'voudrais qu'ces 2 heures durent toute la vie

[Baste]

Tu peux préciser au barman sans vouloir l'comander
J'aimerais bien en r'commander une même si c'est peu r'commandable
J'arrive à oublier tout c'que j'voulais oublier
J'vais rouler sous la table et j'commence à étre sec et deshumecté
Tiens c'est chelou l'anis ça r'ssemble à d'la menthe
Pourtant j'ai l'haleine défunte stop zeuzeu faut qu'on s'rince commande deux pintes
Et précise à la serveuse qu'l'autre fou c'est pas pilote
Ça tome pile pour boire des p'tits jaunes
Mauvais exemple pour les p'tits jeunes ramèn ta boutelle de gin
Dans ton boui y'a toute ma tribe comme boo ya
On fait la bringue sur l'zinc la noce la nouba la bamboula
Ambiancé radio nova à j'suis à l'quest rien d'nouveau
Bourras comme djamel pourtant d'pois 12 ans j'fais plus d'judo
Y'a d'la bière gratuite ouvrez grand vos becs les poivrots
C'est pas d'l'opéra, rien qu'du rap d'apéro

[Nikus]
J'm'entiche d'un pastis, puis on potache tel le gang des postiches
Qui s'attalbe, sors les bakchichis, le popo mais pas d'eau potable
Laisse sonner c'mobile on verra pas nos copines
Ça pue d'la boite vocale, c'soir on est trop débiles car on s'met trop minable
Interminable tournée d'enfoiré, cette girafe c'est la tourn' infernale
Tache de pisse sur l'froc, les poches pleines de fric et d'pistaches
A transformer les chiottes en pistoche
J'te postillone qu'ci on a des pistons, eh riton
Une ristourne sur la prochaine, on y r'tourne
Mais c'te plait pas du postillon du rouquin tout roussis sorti du rossillon
Sinon J'sens qu'j'vais piquer un roupillon par terre avec les cotillons

Some How Some Way; Jay-Z (Feat. Beanie Sigel & Scarface)

Keeping posting rap / hip hop songs, today I’ll update a song from a legend live in the hip hop: Jay-Z. As well as the rock’n’roll legends (which are my cup of tea), it was expected that the rappers would not do it different. I prove myself that the whistling also appears in world wide hip hop hits with Usher’s song. Now with Jay-Z’s I finish with style this trinity. Unless if I find one whistling rap by Tupac! =P

Jay-Z should need no introduction for being the american artist who put more albums in the first place ever and for selling so many million discs around the world, but as many of you may not know his work (like me!) I’ll write a few lines about him.

Jay-Z is married to the beautiful singer Beyoncé. He was considered by Forbes magazine in 2007 the ninth richest artist in the world. He has commitment phobia. And a dog named Winkels.

This song, “Some How Some Way” is in the 2002 album “The Blueprint²: The Gift & The Curse”. It wasn’t released as a single and doesn’t appear among the best known of the general public. As I said before, I’m not a hip hop fan, but I kind of liked to listen it. And if you want to know about the whistling, you’ll have to go to the end of the song... it’s just a few notes almost when the fade out starts.

(Please believe that) Some how some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out this life
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out this life
Some way we gotta make it up out this life

Weather we dribble out this motherfucker
Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker
Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker
Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker
Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker
I don't always want to be this drug dealing
Motherfucker damn
Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride
Through the sky I
Use to play the hall up fifth floor me and my boys we
All poor getting high I
seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing
I received I'm from the dirt
I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park
Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand and
Still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through
And touch my soul take hold of my hand
Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn

Some how some way
I gotta make it up out the hood someday
Some how some way
I gotta make it up out this life
Some way I gotta make it up out this hood someday

To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you

Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck
Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck
Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up
Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck
Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up
Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up
All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up
Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up
Then they wonder why we light green up
Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can't
I lean up ain't the L or the refer that steam up
It's my head stress to the point I get a fever
Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids
That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em
For the rest of their life fucking wings fried
Vegetable rice(gotta be kidding)
No breakfast Cap'n Crunch at night
Our kids eating lunch at night
In their beds all bunched in tight
No less than three or four(you know how it go)
Two by the foot two by the headboard
Man I'm getting scared for them (Yeah I know)
Thats how I feel for them
And we gotta grip the shorties on the block
All they do is smoke weed and drink forties
Cop their quarties
Enough to get the latest ROC, newest glock, and old Jordies

Some how some way
We gonna make it up out the hood someday
Some how some way
We gonna make it up out this life
Some how some way
We gonna make it up out the hood one day
Some way we gonna make it up out this life

Right here another lil' story bout this click I claimed
Another chapter based on how I get that game
Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street
Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep
South-side sunny side
Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul
Nigga all got guns
Over here we got this poor (?) get that there
We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there
Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps
Working inside a slump house starving to death
Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and
Zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors
Plotting to get ya
Situations is critic I was out here to get it
Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it
And holding back all the mothers for a minute
Pumping hard dog
Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog
Love being willied and your creek gonna rise
I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise
(Some how some way)
(Some how some way)
I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise

Some how some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out this life
Some how some way
We gotta make it up out the hood some day
Some way we gotta make it up out this life

[Whistling]

Country Boy; Tyra B.

“Country Boy” led Tyra B. to the red carpets of the fame. It was the year 2004, she was on a talent show when a radio producer or something listened her and liked her music. So he started to play this song on the radio. In the next year “Country Boy” peaked #35 on the Billboard R&B/Hip-Hop Chart and her rising carried on with her next song “Still in Love”.*

“Country Boy” is full of whistlings! If you are like me and love to whistle while you browse here and there, this song is a full plate for you. ;)

Let's make 'em whistle y'all....
Yea, this one right here
Is to all my country boys, yea
Awwww
See I love everybody
Mid-west, east coast, west coast
But its something special
About these country boys
Down here in the dirty south, ya know!?!?!

I met a lil cuttie
He was round my way
Accent was a little funny
Are you from VA
He said no I'm not
Im from ATL
Well u doin the damn thing
And u doin it well
Well I had my share of men
Black whites and indians
But I never had a dude like you
Im trynna tell you now
That I'm feelin ur style
Can I chill one night with you

You aint seen nothing
If you aint had lovin
From one of them country boys
You aint got a clue
If you don't know what to do
When you see one of them country boys

He's got Henni in his cup
24's on his truck
Butterflies in my gut
Cuz he said "wussup!"
He's got fronts in his mouth
Cuz he's from down south
Come and holla at me
Cuz u drive me crazy
Boy, go 'head with yo bad ***
What you need from me just ask
See, cuz a guy like you
And a girl like me
Not usually into rushin,
But u drive me crazy
He's crunk like Jon
With a body like Usher
Up in the club
Never scared like Bone Crusher
I'll take you home
We can tag team wrestle
And if you like it slow,
Give you that red light special

You aint seen nothing
If you aint had lovin
From one of them country boys
You aint got a clue
If you don't know what to do
When you see one of them country boys

From VA to GA
Miami to the Lou
All these country boys
Yall I'm feelin you
The Carolinas to my boys in Alabama
Even down in Mississippi yall I don't think yall hear me
Go 'head with yo bad ***
What you need from me just ask
Take my number
And baby please call
Any time I don't mind at all

You aint seen nothing
If you aint had lovin
From one of them country boys
You aint got a clue
If you don't know what to do
When you see one of them country boys

Yeah!; Usher

Aw, leave the rockabilly song behind... Today I wanna shake it!

Yeah!

“Yeah!” is the only song in the Usher’s forth studio album “Confessions” that was released as a single. As a single it became #1 in several charts around the world. Billboard Hot 100, UK Singles Chart, Dutch Top 40, French, German, Canadian Single Charts were a few example of its success. Usher was, with this song, the most successful artist of 2004, peaking #1 on Billboard Hot 100 during twelve weeks. According New Yorker, “‘Confessions’, which has sold nine and a half million copies, may turn out to have been the last true blockbuster in pop music. Since 2000, only five albums have sold more copies.”

Still citing New Yorker, “its first single, ‘Yeah!,’ was an uncomplicated song about flirting with girls in a night club; it left plenty of air-conditioned space for Usher to coo and for the producer Lil Jon to bark the interjections (‘O.K.!,’ ‘Yeah!’) that earned him a parody on ‘Chappelle’s Show.’ The lyrics were delivered like flashes of light: brief, anxious, and exciting, and perfectly suited to a voice that is long on control and short on texture. Texture, and a welcome dose of humor, came from the rapper Ludacris, who turned ‘birthday suit’— slang your grandmother could use — into a filthy hoot. To stay at No. 1 for twelve weeks, as ‘Yeah!’ did, you must sound salacious but not dirty, and keep it simple enough to lure out the non-dancers, who can latch on to a phrase or word that they already know: yeah!”

About the music video, directed by Little X, you can read here an amazing interview by MTV.com with its director himself.

About the whistles, they are beating slow on the chorus while Usher sings in the background.

[Usher:]
A Town's Down!

[Lil' Jon:]
Yeah, Ok! Lil' Jon!

[Usher:]
Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah
Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah

[Usher (Verse 1):]
I'm in the club with my homies, tryna get a lil V-I,
keep it down on the low key, cause you know how it feels.
I said shorty she was checkin up on me,
from the game she was spittin my ear you'd think that she knew me.
So we decided to chill

Conversation got heavy,
she had me feelin like she's ready to blow!
(Watch Out!, Watch Out!)
She saying come get me, come get me,
So I got up and followed her to the floor,
she said baby lets go,
When I told her I said

[Usher (Chorus):]
Yeah (yeah) Shorty got down to come and get me
Yeah (yeah) I got so caught up I forgot she told me
Yeah (yeah) Cause if my girl new it'd be best to hold me
Yeah (yeah) Next thing I knew she was all up on me screaming:

Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah
Yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah, Yeaah

[Usher (Verse 2):]
Shes all up in my head now,
got me thinking that it might good idea to take her with me,
Cause she's ready to leave.
Now I gotta keep it real now,
cause on a one-to-ten she's a certified twenty,
and that just aint me.

Cause I do know if I take that chance just where is it gonna lead,
But what I do know is the way she dance makes shorty alright with me.
The way she getting low!
I'm like yeah, just work that out for me.
She asked for one more dance and I'm
Like yeah, how the hell am I supposed to leave?
And I said

[Chorus]

[Lil' Jon:]
Luda!

[Ludacris (Verse 3):]
Watch out!
My outfit's ridiculous, In the club lookin' so conspicuous.
And Rowl! These women al on the prowl,
if you hold the head steady I'm a milk the cow.
Forget about the game I'm a spit the truth,
I won't stop till I get em in they birthday suits.
So gimmie the rhythm and it'll be off with they clothes,
then bend over to the front and touch your toes.
I left the jag and I took the roles,
if they aint cutting then I put em on foot patrol.
How you like me now,
when my pinky's valued over three hundred thousand,
Lets drank you the one to please,
Ludacris fill cups like double d's.
Me and Usher once more and we leave em dead,
We want a lady in the street but a freak in the bed to say

[Chorus]

[Ludacris (Bridge):]
Take that and rewind it back,
Lil' Jon got the rhythm make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back,
Usher got the voice make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back,
Ludacris got the flow make ya booty go (clap)
Take that and rewind it back,
Lil' Jon got the rhythm make ya booty go (clap)