VERSIONES VARIAS 6

Sexta entrega de los post dedicados a versiones. En este capítulo nos centraremos en los rolling stones. En su origen era un grupo que se dedicaba ha hacer versiones de viejos clásicos de blues americano, hasta que su manager Mr Oldham, encerró a Jagger y a Richards en una cocina para escribir temas, creando aquella noche "As teard goes by" y otros:

Para empezar una versión de los primeros temas escritos por los Glimmer Twins, Tell me:



I want you back again
i want your love again
i know you find it hard to reason with me
but this time it's different, darling you'll see
You gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me
You said we're through before
you walked out on me before
i tried to tell you, but you didn't want to know
this time you're different and determined to go
You gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me
I wait as the days go by
i long for thenights to go by
i hear the knock on my door that never comes
i hear the telephone that hasn't rung
You gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me
you gotta tell me you're coming back to me

Allá por finales de los 70, Dead Boys realizó su versión :

Hacia finales del 69 crean Gimme Shelter :



Ooh, a storm is threatening my very life today
if i don't get some shelter, oh yeah i'm gonna fade away
war, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
war, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
ooh, see the fire is sweepin, our very streets today
burns like a red coal carpet, mad bull lost its way
rape, murder, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
rape, murder, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
rape, murder, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
mmm, the flood is threatening, my very life today
gimme, gimme shelter, or i'm gonna fade away
war, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
it's just a shot away, it's just a thaught away, it's just a shot away
i said, love, sister, it's just a kiss away, it's just a kiss away
it's just a kiss away, it's just a kiss away, kiss away, kiss away, yeah

The Hellacopters en 1997 :



El siguiente single del 68, Junping Jack Flash, la canción preferida de los stones de Keith Richards:



Watch it
i was born in a crossfire hurricane
and i howled at my ma in the drivin' rain
but it's all right now
in fact it's a gas
but it's all right
i'm jumpin' jack flash
it's a gas, gas, gas
I was raised by a toothless bearded hag
i was schooled with a strap right across my back
but it's all right now
in fact it's a gas
but it's all right
jumpin' jack flash it's a gas, gas, gas, gas
I was drowned, i was washed up and left for dead
i fell down to my feet and i saw they bled
i frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread
i was crowned with a spike right through my head
but it's all right
in fact it's a gas
but it's all right
i'm jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas, gas, gas
jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas
jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas
jumpin' jack flash, it's a gas

Motorhead de su disco Bastards :



De su disco Aftermath de 1966, Out ot time :



You don't know what's going on
You've been away for far too long
You can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch, my baby
My poor discarded baby
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
You are all left out
Out of there without a doubt
'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

You thought you were a clever girl
Giving up your social whirl
But you can't come back and be
the first in line, on no
You're obsolete my baby
My poor old-fashioned baby
I said baby, baby, baby you're out of time

Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Yes, you are left out
Out of there without a doubt
'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Los Ramones en 1993, la incluyeron en su disco de versiones "Acid Eaters" :



De 1968 la samba-rock Simpathy for the devil, en esta ocasión en directo desde Altamont:



Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
(woo woo, woo woo)

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
(woo woo, woo woo)

I shouted out,
Who killed the Kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
(who who, who who)

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
(woo woo, who who)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
(who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
(who who, who who)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
(woo woo, who who)

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
(who who, who who)

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
(woo woo)
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
(woo woo, woo woo)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
(who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
(woo woo, woo woo)

Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
(woo woo)

Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame

Oh, who
woo, woo
Woo, who
Woo, woo
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah

What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name

Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah
Woo woo
Woo woo

Los Guns and Roses para la banda sonora de Entrevista con el vampiro :