RIGHT-WING ROCKS!
The Right Side of Rock.
O rock era proibido atrás da Cortina de Ferro: discos e fitas eram encontrados apenas no mercado negro e milhares de jovens tentavam sintonizar rádios ocidentais de madrugada. Os dirigentes comunistas sabiam que o rock era um veículo para a voz da liberdade e poderia se tornar um canal perigoso para a revolta contra a experiência coletivista. Por tal razão, trata-se de um verdadeiro contra-senso o fato de muitas bandas defenderem o socialismo, sistema tão contrário ao espírito do rock -- mas não surpreende nem um pouco o fato de essas mesmas bandas serem as que recebem mais destaque da mídia.
Assim, o rock, por ter um espírito libertário de individualismo, diversidade e rebeldia, é totalmente incompatível com o establishment esquerdista, e deveria ser sempre, quando não apolítico, orientado para a direita. Músicos e grupos como Rush, Ted Nugent, Johnny Ramone, Elvis Presley, Alice Cooper, Gene Simmons (Kiss), Poison, Meat Loaf, Lynyrd Skynyrd, ZZ Top, Sammy Hagar, Zakk Wylde, BB King, Ian Curtis (Joy Division), Crimson Glory, Oingo Boingo, Iced Earth, Megadeth, James Hetfield (Metallica), Michale Graves (Misfits) e tantos outros, apesar de tão diversos entre si, têm em comum não somente um grande talento, mas também um saudável anticomunismo. Ao contrário dos músicos esquerdistas, com suas lamentações ridículas, eles tratam de política em suas letras com pouca freqüência, mas nas raras vezes que abordam temas dessa natureza, demonstram inteligência, ironia e senso de humor.
Deixo alguns exemplos abaixo:
"Capitalism" -- Oingo Boingo:
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
There’s nothing wrong with free enterprise
Don’t try to make me feel guilty
I’m so tired of hearing you cry
There’s nothing wrong with making some profit
If you ask me I’ll say it’s just fine
There’s nothing wrong with wanting to live nice
I’m so tired of hearing you whine
About the revolution
Bringin’ down the rich
When was the last time you dug a ditch, baby!
If it ain’t one thing
Then it’s the other
Any cause that crosses your path
Your heart bleeds for anyone’s brother
I’ve got to tell you you’re a pain in the ass
You criticize with plenty of vigor
You rationalize everything that you do
With catchy phrases and heavy quotations
And everybody is crazy but you
You’re just a middle class, socialist brat
From a suburban family and you never really had to work
And you tell me that we’ve got to get back
To the struggling masses (whoever they are)
You talk, talk, talk about suffering and pain
Your mouth is bigger than your entire brain
What the hell do you know about suffering and pain . . .
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
"The Trees" - Rush
There is unrest in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas
The trouble with the maples
(And they're quite convinced they're right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can't help their feelings
If they like the way they're made
And they wonder why the maples
Can't be happy in their shade
There is trouble in the forest
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream 'Oppression!'
And the oaks just shake their heads
So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
'The oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light'
Now there's no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe and saw.
"Heresy" -- Rush
All around that dull grey world
From Moscow to Berlin
People storm the barricades
Walls go tumbling in
The counter-revolution
People smiling through their tears
Who can give them back their lives
And all those wasted years?
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
All around that dull grey world
Of ideology
People storm the marketplace
And buy up fantasy
The counter-revolution
At the counter of a store
People buy the things they want
And borrow for a little more
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
Do we have to be forgiving at last?
What else can we do?
Do we have to say goodbye to the past?
Yes I guess we do
All around this great big world
All the crap we had to take
Bombs and basement fallout shelters
All our lives at stake
The bloody revolution
All the warheads in its wake
All the fear and suffering
All a big mistake
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
"Cocaine Socialism" -- Pulp:
I thought that you were joking / When you said "I want to see you
To discuss your contribution / To the future of our nation's heart and soul
Six o'clock, my place, Whitehall" / Well I arrived just after seven
But you said "It doesn't matter" / "I understand your situation
And your image, and I'm flattered / Oh and I'd just like to tell you
That I love all of your albums / Could you sign this for my daughter?
She's in hospital, her name is Miriam / Now get down to the gist:
Do you want a line of this? / Are you a (sniff) / socialist?"
"Doin' fine, yeah! / Buzzin' all the time / Just one hit / And I feel great
And I support / The welfare state / Oh, you must be socialist
'Cos you're always off out on the piss / In your private member's bar
Oh yes you are / Yer superstar / Well you sing about common people
And the mis-shapes and the misfits / So can you bring them to my party
And get them all to sniff this? / And all I'm really saying
Is come on and rock the vote for me / All I'm really saying
Is come on roll up that note for me / The gist of all of this is
Do you want hits or d'you want misses? / Are you a socialist, yeah
Socialist, yeah / Socialist, yeah / Oh yeah"
"Yeah, you can be just what you want to be
Just as long as you don't try to compete with me
And we've waited such a long time
For the chance to help our own kind, so now
Please come on and tow the party line / Oh you owe it to yourself
Don't think of anybody else / And we promise we won't tell
Oh we won't tell, and we won't sell" / No we won't / No we won't
No we won't
"Red Sharks" -- Crimson Glory:
Trapped in their world no free passage to leave
You accept their tyrannical dream
You pray to their gods not to your chosen ones
Freedom's clutched in the jaw of red kings
Give us your freedom, we'll give you hell
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil
Give us your freedom, we'll give you hell
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil
Glory to red sharks
Answer to your red dictators
Feeding from your dreams
Cast into a sea of red sharks
Holding the power a hand that grips fate
Stripping from you all but fear
Hovering vultures like demons feed
On all who bow to their communist scheme
Give us your freedom, we'll give you hell
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil
Give us your freedom, we'll give you hell
Hear no freedom, see no freedom, speak no freedom
Glory to red sharks
Answer to your red dictators
Feeding from your dreams
Cast into a sea of red sharks
Bloody red sharks
:-:-:
Fonte: http://wcsoto.blogspot.com/2006/05/right-wing-rocks.html.
The Right Side of Rock.
O rock era proibido atrás da Cortina de Ferro: discos e fitas eram encontrados apenas no mercado negro e milhares de jovens tentavam sintonizar rádios ocidentais de madrugada. Os dirigentes comunistas sabiam que o rock era um veículo para a voz da liberdade e poderia se tornar um canal perigoso para a revolta contra a experiência coletivista. Por tal razão, trata-se de um verdadeiro contra-senso o fato de muitas bandas defenderem o socialismo, sistema tão contrário ao espírito do rock -- mas não surpreende nem um pouco o fato de essas mesmas bandas serem as que recebem mais destaque da mídia.
Assim, o rock, por ter um espírito libertário de individualismo, diversidade e rebeldia, é totalmente incompatível com o establishment esquerdista, e deveria ser sempre, quando não apolítico, orientado para a direita. Músicos e grupos como Rush, Ted Nugent, Johnny Ramone, Elvis Presley, Alice Cooper, Gene Simmons (Kiss), Poison, Meat Loaf, Lynyrd Skynyrd, ZZ Top, Sammy Hagar, Zakk Wylde, BB King, Ian Curtis (Joy Division), Crimson Glory, Oingo Boingo, Iced Earth, Megadeth, James Hetfield (Metallica), Michale Graves (Misfits) e tantos outros, apesar de tão diversos entre si, têm em comum não somente um grande talento, mas também um saudável anticomunismo. Ao contrário dos músicos esquerdistas, com suas lamentações ridículas, eles tratam de política em suas letras com pouca freqüência, mas nas raras vezes que abordam temas dessa natureza, demonstram inteligência, ironia e senso de humor.
Deixo alguns exemplos abaixo:
"Capitalism" -- Oingo Boingo:
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
There’s nothing wrong with free enterprise
Don’t try to make me feel guilty
I’m so tired of hearing you cry
There’s nothing wrong with making some profit
If you ask me I’ll say it’s just fine
There’s nothing wrong with wanting to live nice
I’m so tired of hearing you whine
About the revolution
Bringin’ down the rich
When was the last time you dug a ditch, baby!
If it ain’t one thing
Then it’s the other
Any cause that crosses your path
Your heart bleeds for anyone’s brother
I’ve got to tell you you’re a pain in the ass
You criticize with plenty of vigor
You rationalize everything that you do
With catchy phrases and heavy quotations
And everybody is crazy but you
You’re just a middle class, socialist brat
From a suburban family and you never really had to work
And you tell me that we’ve got to get back
To the struggling masses (whoever they are)
You talk, talk, talk about suffering and pain
Your mouth is bigger than your entire brain
What the hell do you know about suffering and pain . . .
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
There’s nothing wrong with capitalism
"The Trees" - Rush
There is unrest in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas
The trouble with the maples
(And they're quite convinced they're right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can't help their feelings
If they like the way they're made
And they wonder why the maples
Can't be happy in their shade
There is trouble in the forest
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream 'Oppression!'
And the oaks just shake their heads
So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
'The oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light'
Now there's no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe and saw.
"Heresy" -- Rush
All around that dull grey world
From Moscow to Berlin
People storm the barricades
Walls go tumbling in
The counter-revolution
People smiling through their tears
Who can give them back their lives
And all those wasted years?
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
All around that dull grey world
Of ideology
People storm the marketplace
And buy up fantasy
The counter-revolution
At the counter of a store
People buy the things they want
And borrow for a little more
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
Do we have to be forgiving at last?
What else can we do?
Do we have to say goodbye to the past?
Yes I guess we do
All around this great big world
All the crap we had to take
Bombs and basement fallout shelters
All our lives at stake
The bloody revolution
All the warheads in its wake
All the fear and suffering
All a big mistake
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
"Cocaine Socialism" -- Pulp:
I thought that you were joking / When you said "I want to see you
To discuss your contribution / To the future of our nation's heart and soul
Six o'clock, my place, Whitehall" / Well I arrived just after seven
But you said "It doesn't matter" / "I understand your situation
And your image, and I'm flattered / Oh and I'd just like to tell you
That I love all of your albums / Could you sign this for my daughter?
She's in hospital, her name is Miriam / Now get down to the gist:
Do you want a line of this? / Are you a (sniff) / socialist?"
"Doin' fine, yeah! / Buzzin' all the time / Just one hit / And I feel great
And I support / The welfare state / Oh, you must be socialist
'Cos you're always off out on the piss / In your private member's bar
Oh yes you are / Yer superstar / Well you sing about common people
And the mis-shapes and the misfits / So can you bring them to my party
And get them all to sniff this? / And all I'm really saying
Is come on and rock the vote for me / All I'm really saying
Is come on roll up that note for me / The gist of all of this is
Do you want hits or d'you want misses? / Are you a socialist, yeah
Socialist, yeah / Socialist, yeah / Oh yeah"
"Yeah, you can be just what you want to be
Just as long as you don't try to compete with me
And we've waited such a long time
For the chance to help our own kind, so now
Please come on and tow the party line / Oh you owe it to yourself
Don't think of anybody else / And we promise we won't tell
Oh we won't tell, and we won't sell" / No we won't / No we won't
No we won't
"Red Sharks" -- Crimson Glory:
Trapped in their world no free passage to leave
You accept their tyrannical dream
You pray to their gods not to your chosen ones
Freedom's clutched in the jaw of red kings
Give us your freedom, we'll give you hell
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil
Give us your freedom, we'll give you hell
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil
Glory to red sharks
Answer to your red dictators
Feeding from your dreams
Cast into a sea of red sharks
Holding the power a hand that grips fate
Stripping from you all but fear
Hovering vultures like demons feed
On all who bow to their communist scheme
Give us your freedom, we'll give you hell
Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil
Give us your freedom, we'll give you hell
Hear no freedom, see no freedom, speak no freedom
Glory to red sharks
Answer to your red dictators
Feeding from your dreams
Cast into a sea of red sharks
Bloody red sharks
:-:-:
Fonte: http://wcsoto.blogspot.com/2006/05/right-wing-rocks.html.
Ver também: http://www.celiberal.com/theRighties.php.
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