IAN CURTIS: INFLUENCE AND LEGACY

El passat 18 es van complir 40 anys de la mort d'Ian Curtis. Massa jove, massa aviat, només uns efímers 23 anys. Joy Divison solament van tenir temps a fer 2 LPs i, de fet, el segon l'Ian no el va arribar a veure publicat. Unknown Pleasures; un debut magnífic, sec i aspre com un desert nocturn. El darrer, el monumental Closer, s'interpreta com un comiat, una amarga carta de despedida. Lògicament un fet així condiciona.

Pocs artistes han tingut una carrera més curta i alhora més influent. Ian ha quedat com el compositor de la solitud, de l'aïllament, de la desesperança i de l'estèril búsqueda interna. Tractar d'estar a una alçada estratosfèrica a tots els nivells és impossible.

Amb motiu de la efemèride vaig fer una mixtape però no de cançons de Joy Division ni de coetanis. Això ja s'ha fet mil cops per gent que en sap més que jo. El que volia era intentar reflexar l'herència i la influència de la música de Joy Division, i les paraules i interpretació de l'Ian, en grups d'avui en dia. D'aquí el títol IAN INFLUENCE AND LEGACY.

Els amics d'IpopFm www.ipopfm.com la van difondre a l'emisora i ara la deixo penjada per aquí, tant en podcast com en llista d'Spoti.

Ian, et trobem a faltar i et seguim escoltant. Des de fa dècades.

PODCAST

The Bohicas- Girlfriend

Girlfriend, where are you going? I said, girlfriend
You can act like you don't know it but my world ends
By the swing and the slam of the door
Behind you and I find you've set course
Where are you going, girlfriend?

Midnight, I scale the suburbs every midnight
I lose my lover and the traffic lights
Go red and the mopeds speed through
Always mayhem in the A.M. with you
So, where are you going, girlfriend?

And you still won't pick up the phone
Location: unknown
Where do you go?
Wherever it is
Whatever you do
When you disappear
And when I find you
I remember why
You are my girlfriend, my girlfriend, my girl

Uptown, in the arms of another
Can't you cut down, making me suffer
'Cause my mind ain't my own

And you still won't pick up the phone
Location: unknown
Where do you go?
Wherever it is
Whatever you do
When you disappear
And when I find you
I remember why
You are my girlfriend, my girlfriend, my girl

I remember why
You are my girlfriend, my girlfriend, my girl

Wherever it is
Whatever you do
When you disappear
And when I find you
I remember why
You are my girlfriend, my girlfriend
My girlfriend, my girlfriend
My girlfriend, my girlfriend, my girl 

The Afghan Whigs- Debonair

Hear me now and don't forget
I'm not the man my actions would suggest
A little boy, I'm tied to you
I fell apart, that's what I always do

This ain't about regret
My conscience can't be found
This time I won't repent
Somebody's going down

Feel it now and don't resist
This time the anger's better than the kiss
I must admit when so inclined
I tend to lose it than confront my mind

'Cause it don't bleed and it don't breathe
It's locked its jaws and now it's swallowing
It's in our heart, it's in our head
It's in our love, baby, it's in our bed

Tonight I go to hell
For what I've done to you
This ain't about regret
It's when I tell the truth

And once again the monster speaks
Reveals his face and searches for relief
A little boy is tied to you
Attracted only 'til it comes unglued

And it don't bleed and it don't breathe
It's locked its jaws and now it's swallowing
It's in our heart, it's in our head
It's in our love, baby, it's in our bed

Tonight I go to hell
For what I've done to you
This ain't about regret
It's when I tell the truth

Tonight I go to hell
For what I've done to you
This ain't about regret

Ghinzu- Do you read me?

Do you read me?
Do you read me loud?
Do you hear me coming to you now baby?
I'm a chopped off head
Cruising at the speed of sound
Spitfiring in the air
Transmitting to the ground
See I'm a projectile baby
Radio controlled
And when I call out your name
It releases me from pain
I'm a blood-hot comet
Going to see my rendez-vous
Do you hear me coming to you now baby?
I was looking for you for so many nights
I was looking for you from time to time
Do you read me?
Do you hear me?
I'm a headless body
Starving for your electro shocks
I want to shake and ride
And twist all night long
So I'm just lying on the floor
Eating some coke and silicon
And hope only for the day
We'll be back at one
I'm a headless fury
Going to meet my rendez-vous
Do you hear me coming to you now baby
I was waiting for you for so many nights
I was waiting for you from time to time
Do you read me?

Do you hear me?

Los Navajos- Mariajo

Esta es la historia de Mariajo y yo,
esta es la historia de mi gran amor.
Yo presumía de mi aguda visión
hasta que ella me hizo entrar en razón.

Esos ojos ya los he visto yo,
el gran banquero me los enseñó.
Me dijo que con ellos me amarás
y que sin ellos irás a prisión.

Pero toda cara tiene su cruz,
qué bobo fui cuando encendí la luz,
fui a esconderme a la televisión,
su novio no era el mejor actor.

Sé de un lugar donde no te hallarán,
si no me sigues tendrás que luchar.
Estoy segura de que me amarás,
aunque tú creas que me salvarás.

Nena, sácame los ojos.
Vamos a tierra de nadie,
donde no hay tumbas abiertas
esperando nuestras momias,
esperando nuestras momias,
esperando nuestras momias.

Esta es la historia de Mariajo y yo,
esta es la historia de mi gran amor.
Yo presumía de mi aguda visión
hasta que ella me hizo entrar en razón.

Sé de un lugar donde no te hallarán,
si no me sigues tendrás que luchar.
Estoy segura de que me amarás,
aunque tú creas que me salvarás.

Nena, sácame los ojos.
Vamos a tierra de nadie,
donde no hay tumbas abiertas
esperando nuestras momias,
esperando nuestras momias,
esperando nuestras momias.