HORIZONTE DE SUCESOS

Parece mentira pero na gran Nova Iorque, a cidade máis auténtica do mundo, está proibido bailar agás en certos sitios nunhas condicións moi determinadas. Esta vella lei, da epoca do racismo ou da lei seca (non recordo), non se aplicaba ata que chegou Rudolph Giuliani a alcaldía e rescatouna dentro da súa aparentemente exitosa campaña contra o crime e a favor da "decencia" urbá.
Curiosamente (ou quizais non) concidiou esa época co revival do post-punk (explicación na wikipedia). De todo ese revival !!! (pronunciase maioritariamente coma chk chk chk -cheq cheq cheq- , pero tamén serve calesquera tres chasquidos iguais; mola :-) é para a maioría, e de momento, o mellor e máis importante grupo (biografía de !!! na wikipedia). Polo tanto a posibilidade de ve-los en Paredes de Coura era moi interesante (outro día comentarei por que non actuaron GRATIS o ano pasado en Vigo grazas os nosos cultos políticos).
E non defraudaron. Bó concerto (curto por esixencias do festival; lástima), boas cancións, boa actitude,...Dende logo non hai cor ó lado dos Frank Ferdinand que vin en Castrelos (que estiveron ben, pero non me chegan igual: vexoos moito máis comerciais, ainda que os respeto coma un bo grupo).


Pode escoitarse un pouco do seu mítico single "con" rudy giuliani: AQUÍ!!!

LETRA: Me And Giuliani Down By The School Yard (A True Story)

Well the way I see it doesn't really matter
Cause it don't make no sense to all those mad Manhatters
But I do believe that there must come a moment
When even the piggiest pig must get on up and move it
I got this friend named Neil, swears Nixon had a soul
But what I'd like to know is can Giuli do the stroll?
People always ask me, "What's so fucking great about dancing?"
How the fuck should I know? Yeah, even I can barely understand it
But when the music takes over, the music takes control
Here's a message to you Rudy and you sir, Mr. Bloomberg and the rest of you ties-too-tight dudes
Y'all could learn a lesson, by losing inhibitions, yeah
Losing yourself in the music, losing yourself in the moment
Because we have nothing more than this very second
You can't count on the one coming after, no one's sure about the one before
So forget about it, we live here and now dude, here and now, here and now, here and now
So get on down down down down down down down down down down down down down down
NYC is where the freaks come to be free and if I can't get my freak on see
I'm a hang up Giuliani, he can sick his lackeys on me
But you can't stop a new age dawning
So if you got hips then shake them
And if you got fears forsake them
Giuliani's got his rules but we ain't no fools, let's break them
Let's break them, let's break them down
And on the way we'll make them say
Everybody cut, everybody cut, everybody cut, footloose





!!! EN PAREDES DE COURA (non perderse o minuto 3 no que o cantante rise dunha seguidora dos Cramps :-)