No melhor do Pop-Rock britânico estão The Kinks. Gravaram mais de 2
dezenas de álbuns sendo o período mais bem conseguido o que vai de 1966 a 1978.
Não fora The Beatles terem existido e The Kinks seriam hoje lembrados como são
aqueles.
The Kinks, dos irmãos Ray e Dave Davies, fizeram discos de superior bom
gosto. Alguns deles álbuns conceptuais (Ópera-Rock como alguns lhe chamariam,
numa designação pouco feliz) como “Arthur (Or the Decline and Fall of the
British Empire)” de 1969 e de onde escolhemos a faixa início do lado B
“Shangri-La”. “Shangri-la” está no role das "grandes canções quase esquecidas”
pelo que hoje justamente é recuperada.
Começamos com uma emocionante e impressionante interpretação de “Shangri-La”,
por Ray Davies, em 2007 no concerto Electric Proms da BBC.
Ray Davies, actualmente com 70 anos, mantém-se no activo e recomenda-se.
Assim esperemos que continue pois a sempre adiada reunião dos The Kinks parece
cada vez mais impossível face à longa desavença dos irmãos Davies.
Para todos em busca do seu Shangri-La segue, com a mesma emoção de 1969,
o original “Shangri-La” um hino à música e à vida.
The Kinks - Shangri-La
Now that
you've found your paradise
This is your kingdom to command
You can go outside and polish your car
Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-la
Here's your reward for working so hard
Gone on the lavatories in the back yard
Gone all the days when you dreamed of that car
You just want to sit in your shangri-la
Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher
You're in your place and you know where you are
In your Shangri-la
Sit back in your old rocking chair
You need not worry, you need not care
You can't go anywhere
Shangri-la
The little man who gets the train
Has got a mortgage hanging over his head
But he's too scared to complain
'Cause he's conditioned that way
Time goes by and he pays off his debts
Got a TV set and a radio
For seven Shillings a week
Shangri-la
All the houses on the street have got a name
'Cause all the houses in the street they look the same
Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes
The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know
They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go
They tell your business in another Shangri-la
The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car
Too scared to think about how insecure you are
Life ain't so happy in your little Shangri-la
Shangri-la
This is your kingdom to command
You can go outside and polish your car
Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-la
Here's your reward for working so hard
Gone on the lavatories in the back yard
Gone all the days when you dreamed of that car
You just want to sit in your shangri-la
Put on your slippers and sit by the fire
You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher
You're in your place and you know where you are
In your Shangri-la
Sit back in your old rocking chair
You need not worry, you need not care
You can't go anywhere
Shangri-la
The little man who gets the train
Has got a mortgage hanging over his head
But he's too scared to complain
'Cause he's conditioned that way
Time goes by and he pays off his debts
Got a TV set and a radio
For seven Shillings a week
Shangri-la
All the houses on the street have got a name
'Cause all the houses in the street they look the same
Same chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes
The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know
They say their lines, they drink their tea, and then they go
They tell your business in another Shangri-la
The gas bills and the water rates, and payments on the car
Too scared to think about how insecure you are
Life ain't so happy in your little Shangri-la
Shangri-la
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