Velvet Underground i Lou Reed: especial i comiat

Jenny said when she was just five years old there was nothing happening at all. Every time she puts on the radio there was nothing going down at all. Not at all. Then one fine morning she puts on a New York station you know she don't believe what she heard at all. Fins demà! Ginny said when she's just about five years old, you know my pants are gonna be the death of us all. Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars, well you know it ain't gonna help me at all. Nah, I just hear tiny blue. And one fine morning she turns on a New York station, she doesn't believe what she hears at all. Fins demà! Fins demà! All right. All right. Bona nit. Bona nit. Bona nit. Bona nit. Bona nit. It's all right now. Oh, baby. Oh, baby. Oh, baby. Hey, hey, hey. It's all right now. Oh, it's all right now. Oh, oh, right now. Bona nit i benvinguts al 32è programa de Godiva Bonaparte del vostre dial preferit. Avui farem una mena de monogràfic referencial al senyor Lurrit i a la seva banda de Velvet Underground. Bona nit, Godiva. Bona nit, Bonaparte. Com estem? Molt bé. Amb aquest tema rock and roll de la Velvet és una bona manera de començar el programa. Jo crec que sí. Doncs seguirem i seguirem anant a buscar el primer dels LPs de la Velvet Underground, homònim, és a dir, amb el mateix nom, de Velvet Underground, en Nico. You better hit her. Bona nit. Fins demà! Fins demà! $26 in my hand. Up to Lexington, $125. Feels sick and dirty, more dead than alive. I'm waiting for my man. Hey, white boy. Bona nit. Fins demà! He's got the works. Here's your sweet taste. Oh, then you've got to spit because you've got no time to waste. Bona nit. Bona nit. Bona nit. Hem pogut sentir There She Goes Again, seguida de la famosa I Wanted For My Men del primer disc. I ens quedem en el primer disc per sentir All Tomorrow's Parties, en la seva versió mono, perquè aquest disc és tan antic que encara es va gravar en mono, no era estèreo. Era prou antic, com la nostra godiva. que està en un moment de sessió de lectura, estimats. És que anem de vacances i es nota que ja estem esgotats i avui és l'últim programa. Ah, estàs mirant on anem a vacances. Sí, sí, les ofertes aquestes de Mediterrània. Mediterrània, Grimaldi. Bueno, doncs anem a escoltar All Tomorrow's Parties en veu de la Nico, que després us parlarem una miqueta de la Nico. Fins demà! To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go What shall she do When midnight comes around She'd turn once more To Sunday's cloud Bona nit. Bé, Nico. Què ens has de dir de la Nico? Doncs, mira, fa poc, de casualitat, vaig llegir un reportatge d'ella i em va sorprendre perquè pensava que la Nico era una... No sé, una cantant molt estimada dintre de la Velvet i tot el contrari. No la suportava el Lurrit. L'odiava. L'odiava mort. Li van imposar, l'Andy Warhol li va imposar el grup, a canvi de, em sembla que dos aparells d'aquests de so, vull dir que dos altaveus, no sé què. Dos amplificadors. Dos amplificadors. I, bueno, doncs el meu mite s'ha anat una mica a Norris, perquè es veu que era insuportable, una egocèntrica, una estúpida i, bueno... Reveu el Tomita perquè us assembleu una mica, no? Dic a nivell físic. Ja m'agradaria. A nivell físic, ara queda molt malament això. No, ja t'agradaria, no, més maca que tu inclús. Bueno, aquestes dones que sembla que vingueu del nord, l'espia que vino del norte. Seguirem, farem un salt temporal, ens anirem fins a l'any 72 per sentir un tema del segon disc i possiblement el més famós de l'Urridia en solitari. Parlen de Transformers i en concret de la cançó Vícius. Bona nit. Doncs després d'aquest vicius del nostre amic Lurrit passarem a una cançó de la seva amiga Nico, el This Days de Nico. A veure què us sembla. I la veritat és que, més enllà de tota la problemàtica, mala veu la Nico no en tenia. I don't do too much talking these days, these days. These days I seem to think a lot about the things that I forgot to do. I stopped my rambling I don't do too much gambling these days These days And I wonder if I'd see another highway. I had a lover I don't think I risk another these days These days And if I seem to be afraid To live the life that I have made in sorrow La la la la la... I'll stop my dreaming I won't do too much scheming These days These days These days I sit on cornerstones In comfort time A quarter turns to ten Please don't confront me with my I had not forgotten there Just another toy. Sick with silence, she weeps sincerely Saying words that have oh so clearly been said So long ago Fins demà! Fins demà! Fins demà! Bona nit. Bona nit. Bona nit. Must have gone away. Slap securely to the white table. Meet the cores, the body will wither and ride. Underneath the white plight. Baccarat, I've been managed. These are grosses just so much time. Bona nit. Bona nit. One goes there. The effete of speaking says someone who's coffee, patient it seems, is not so well sleeping. And the screams and echo of the ball. Don't let someone give him pentabolism. Dr. Imolts is very cagely sold from the brain. Enorme aquest tema de la Velvet Underground amb Lady Godiva's Operation. Tema que per cert vam posar en el programa número de Godiva Bonaparte. Te'n recordes? Sí que me'n recordo, sí. I evidentment només que pel títol jo us podeu imaginar que és molt especial per a nosaltres aquesta cançó. Com el programa d'avui, perquè avui és especial el programa, no?, una mica. Ja no pel programa en si, sinó perquè... Marxem. Marxem de vacances. Sí, sí, ja fins al setembre, meitat de setembre no tornarem. Esperem que no us agafi el mono. Si teniu mono, teniu la metadona a internet. Anirem alimentant el nostre Facebook del dia de bona parte, eh? Interessant. Amb tots els temes culturals, concerts i coses que ens facin gràcia o siguin irreverents, com aquest programa. i si ens voleu comunicar amb nosaltres o qualsevol petició doncs sempre estem disposats a sentir-vos encara que estiguem a les illes caimant o a les illes tortugues a el que el nostre petit pressupost ens deixi bé doncs seguim i seguim donant-vos una miqueta de llum Bona nit. Fins demà! Bona nit. Fins demà! Fins demà! Gràcies. White Light, White Heat, contundent, sense cap mena de dubte, versionada entre altres pel gran David Bowie. I ara anem a sentir el que possiblement sigui la cançó més coneguda de Lou Reed, el Walk on the Wall Side, molt amable, és una cançó que la pots arribar a sentir al dentista, però que si la gent sapigués el que diu la lletra o esperés un moment a escoltar el que diu la lletra, Potser no la ficarien tant en els dentistes, ascensors, supermercats i locutoris. Holly came from Miami F.L.A. Hitchhiked her way across the USA Plucked her eyebrows on the way Shaved her legs and then he was a she She says, hey babe Take a walk on the wild side Said, hey honey Take a walk on the wild side Candy came from out on the island In the back room she was everybody's darling But she never lost her head Even when she was given head She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side Said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side And the colored girls go... Little Joe Bona nit. Fins demà! Jackie is just speeding away. Thought she was Jim Dean for a day. Then I guess she had to crash. Valium would have helped that fetch and said, Hey, babe, take a walk on the wild side. I said, Hey, honey, take a walk on the wild side. And the colored girls say, Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do. Bona nit. Fins demà! Fins demà! For nobody like you Nobody but you Nobody like you Since I got shy There's nobody but you Won't you decorate my house I'll sit there quiet as a mouse Fins demà! Sundays I pray a lot I'd like to wind you up and paint your clock I want to be what I am not For a nobody like you The bullet split my spleen and lung The doctor said I was gone I'm still not sure I didn't die And if I'm dreaming, I still have bad pains inside. I know I'll never be a bride to nobody like you. I wish I had a stronger chin. My skin was good, my nose was thin. This is no movie I'd ask to be in with a nobody like you. Nobody like you. Nobody like you. All my life it's been nobodies like you. Caught between the twisted stars, the plotted lines, the faulty map that brought Columbus to New York. The twist between the east and west calls on her wearing a leather vest, the earth squeals and shudders to a halt. A diamond crucifix in his ear is used to help word off the fear that he has left his soul in someone's rented car. Inside his pants he hides a mop to clean the mess that he has dropped into the life of lightsome Juliet Bell. And Romeo wanted Juliet. And Juliet wanted Romeo. And Romeo wanted Juliet. And Juliet wanted Romeo. Fins demà! Bona nit. Bona nit. And Romeo had Juliet. And Juliet had her Romeo. And Romeo had Juliet. And Juliet had her Romeo. I'll take Manhattan in a garbage bag with Latin ren on it that says it's hard to give a shit these days. Manhattan sank in like a rock until the filthy huts and what a shock. They wrote a book about it. They said it was like ancient Rome. Fins demà! Bé, seguim amb aquest repàs a la discografia d'en Lurrit. Heu sentit el Walk on the Wall Side, el Nobody But You amb el seu amic o enemic, depèn de l'època, John Cale, i hem seguit amb el Romeo Had Juliet per passar a The Gun. Carrying a gun. Carrying a gun. Carrying a gun Don't you mess with me Carrying a gun Carrying a gun Carrying a gun Don't mess with me Carrying a gun Bona nit. Bona nit. Shooting with a gun Dirty animal Carrying a gun Carrying a gun Watch your face Carrying a gun Carrying a gun Fins demà! Sometimes I feel so happy Sometimes I feel so sad Sometimes I feel so happy But mostly you just make me mad Baby you just make me mad Linger on, your pale blue eyes Linger on, your pale blue eyes Linger on, your pale blue eyes Thought of you as my mountaintop Thought of you as my peak Thought of you as everything I've had but couldn't keep I've had but couldn't keep Linger on, your pale blue eyes Linger on, your pale blue eyes Ens anirem despedint amb aquest Pale Blue Eyes i ens despedim només per avui sinó per la temporada. Us trobarem molt a faltar, eh? A tu també, bona parte. No molt, no molt, però una miqueta sí. Però no ens veurem ja fins al setembre. Mai més, ja mai més. Amb tres mesos no veuré. Ho deixarem amb l'incògnita i al setembre a veure què passa amb aquest programa i els components d'aquest programa, les temàtiques i, bueno, a descansar tots, que ho necessitem. Bé, doncs bon estiu. Bon estiu a tothom. I, bueno, res, que us estimem molt. Ha estat un plaer aquests 32 programes. Apa, adéu. Adéu. Gràcies. Bona nit. Bona nit. Linger on, you pale the wise Linger on, you pale the wise Linger on, you pale the wise Fins demà! But it's truly, truly a sin Linger on Your pale blue eyes Linger on Your pale blue eyes Fins demà!