viernes, 18 de enero de 2008
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey




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“Some of my favorite songs: "Only Love Can Break Your Heart" by Neil Young; "Last Night I Dreamed That Somebody Loved Me" by the Smiths; "Call Me" by Aretha Franklin; "I Don't Want to Talk About It" by anybody. And then there's "Love Hurts" and "When Love Breaks Down" and "How Can You Mend a Broken Heart" and "The Speed of the Sound of Loneliness" and "She's Gone" and "I Just Don't Know What to Do with Myself "and . . . some of these songs I have listened to around once a week, on average (three hundred times in the first month, every now and again thereafter), since I was sixteen or nineteen or twenty-one. How can that not leave you bruised somewhere? How can that not turn you into the sort of person liable to break into little bits when your first love goes all wrong? What came first, the music or the misery? Did I listen to music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person?
People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands, of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss. The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don't know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they've been listening to the sad songs longer than they've been living the unhappy lives”.

Nick Hornby (1995) – High Fidelity


I've been really tryin', baby / Tryin' to hold back this feelin' for so long / And if you feel like I feel, baby / Then come on, oh, come on / Whoo, let's get it on / Ah, babe, let's get it on / Let's love, baby / Let's get it on, sugar / Let's get it on / Whoo-ooh-ooh

We're all sensitive people / With so much to give / Understand me, sugar / Since we got to be / Let's live / I love you

There's nothin' wrong / With me lovin' you / Baby, no, no / And givin' yourself to me can never be wrong / If the love is true / Oh, babe, ooh, ooh

Don't you know / How sweet and wonderful life can be? / Whoo-ooh / I'm askin' you, baby / To get it on with me / Ooh, ooh, ooh

I ain't gonna worry, I ain't gonna push / Won't push you, baby / So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, baby / Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey

Let's get it on, ooh, ooh / Let's get it on / You know what I'm talkin' 'bout / Come on, baby, hey, hey / Let your love come out / If you believe in love / Let's get it on, ooh, ooh / Let's get it on, baby / This minute, oh yeah / Let's get it on / Please, please, get it on / Hey, hey

I know you know / What I've been dreamin' of / Don't you, baby? / My whole body is in love / Whoo

I ain't gonna worry, no, I ain't gonna push / I won't push you, baby, whoo / Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, darlin' / Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey

Gonna get it on / Beggin' you, baby, I want to get it on / You don't have to worry that it's wrong / If the spirit moves you, let me groove you good / Let your love come down / Oh, get it on, come on, baby

Do you know I mean it? / I've been sanctified / Hey, hey / Girl, you give me good feelings, so good

Nothin' wrong with love / If you want to love me / Just let yourself go / Oh, baby / Let's get it on


MARVIN GAYE (1973) LET's GET IT ON


MUSIC FROM THE MOTION PICTURE HIGH FIDELITY (2000)



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