Billy Preston es posiblemente el músico de
sesión más reputado de la historia. Parecía tener el don de la oportunidad.
Siempre estaba en el lugar adecuado en el momento preciso. Sus colaboraciones
se remontan a clásicos del soul como Ray
Charles o Sam Cooke, pioneros
del rock´n roll como Little Richard,
abarcan a los grupos más famosos del planeta (Beatles y The Rolling Stones),
además de apoyara a colegas como Sammy
Davis Jr o King Curtis, todo
ello sin olvidar su carrera en solitario con momentos tan brillantes como ese
tremendo Encouraging Words.
El título
de esta entrada está tomado de los créditos del álbum Black and blue. Melody inspiration by Billy Preston fue lo que los Stones pusieron en el disco. Años
después leí a Mick Jagger que la canción realmente la había compuesto Billy Preston pero que por manías de Richards
la habían firmado como Jagger / Richards
con la coletilla de inspiration by Billy
Preston. Vaya jetas, ja,ja. Pero estoy seguro que si le preguntásemos a Richards diría justo lo contrario, que
fue Mick el que insistió en firmar
el tema como siempre.
Melody, sea quién sea su autor, es de
mis favoritas del álbum titulado Black and blue. El disco en el que
debutó el inimitable Ronnie Wood. Tal
vez un trabajo irregular pero con un encanto indudable. En este tema de tono
gospel y que coquetea con el jazz y el blues con naturalidad Jagger se pone mega lascivo, Billy le
secunda al piano y órgano y también se encarga de los coros y el asunto termina
con los instrumentos de viento reinando por todo lo alto. Ah, lujuria!!!!!!!!!
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Came home one morning about quarter to three
I'm banging on my door cause I just lost my key
Open up, baby, you got someone else inside
I'm going to come get you dead or alive
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
I took her out dancing but she drank away my cash
She said, "I'm going to fix my face don't you worry I'll be back"
I'm looking for her high and low like a mustard for a ham
She was crashed out in the bathroom
In the arms of my best friend
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name...
Then one day she left me
She took everything that moved
My car, she took my trailer home
She took my Sunday boots
My nose is on her trail
I'm going to catch her by surprise
Then I'm going to have the pleasure
To roast that child alive
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name...
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Came home one morning about quarter to three
I'm banging on my door cause I just lost my key
Open up, baby, you got someone else inside
I'm going to come get you dead or alive
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
I took her out dancing but she drank away my cash
She said, "I'm going to fix my face don't you worry I'll be back"
I'm looking for her high and low like a mustard for a ham
She was crashed out in the bathroom
In the arms of my best friend
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name...
Then one day she left me
She took everything that moved
My car, she took my trailer home
She took my Sunday boots
My nose is on her trail
I'm going to catch her by surprise
Then I'm going to have the pleasure
To roast that child alive
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name
Melody, it was her second name...
2 comentarios:
Pedazo de tema y pedazo de disco. Esas artimañas para los créditos de sus títulos de Jagger y Richards siempre me han parecido dignas de estudio.Inmensos, como siempre.
Abrazos.
Blue Monday: Ay, las artimañas de Jagger y Richards en los créditos... Se podría escribir un libro.
Sex, love and rock´n soul
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