Álbum On the Beach de Neil Young - Canciones

On the Beach

Reseña

El quinto álbum del  canadiense Neil Young marcaba una línea deprimente en sus composiciones, con grabaciones rudas y poco pulidas que aumentaban aún más el sentimiento melancólico de las canciones. 

Las letras, cargadas de críticas amargas a la decadencia en la costa oeste estadounidense, apuntan en diferentes direcciones. Desde las estrellas apagadas del rock ("Revolution Blues"), los críticos musicales complacientes con el estatus ("Ambulance Blues") hasta los oportunistas ("Vampire Blues"). También su propio matrimonio con Carrie Snodgress sufrió un duro análisis en el tema "Motion Pictures".

La mezcla entre una música un tanto relajada y unas letras explosivas se consiguió con el consumo de una droga denominada honey slides, una variedad de la marihuana mezclada con miel que resultaba mucho más potente y que los músicos, incluido Young, consumían durante las sesiones de grabación.

A pesar de que "On the Beach" no es uno de los trabajos más conocidos en la discografía de Neil Young, fue reconocido por la web Rate Your Music como uno de los mejores álbumes de la década de los setenta. Igual valoración de otorgaron en la revista Rolling Stones, donde también se afirmaba que este era el mejor disco de Neil Young.

Listado de canciones del álbum On the Beach

  1. Walk OnVer letra 2:42

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    letra de Walk On

    I hear some people
    been talkin' me down,
    Bring up my name,
    pass it 'round.
    They don't mention
    happy times
    They do their thing,
    I'll do mine.

    Ooh baby,
    that's hard to change
    I can't tell them
    how to feel.
    Some get stoned,
    some get strange,
    But sooner or later
    it all gets real.

    Walk on, walk on,
    Walk on, walk on.

    I remember
    the good old days,
    Stayed up all night
    gettin' crazed.
    Then the money
    was not so good,
    But we still did
    the best we could.

    Ooh baby,
    that's hard to change
    I can't tell them
    how to feel.
    Some get stoned,
    some get strange,
    But sooner or later
    it all gets real.

    Walk on, walk on,
    Walk on, walk on.

  2. See The Sky About To RainVer letra 5:02

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    letra de See The Sky About To Rain

    See the sky about to rain,
    broken clouds and rain.
    Locomotive, pull the train,
    whistle blowing
    through my brain.
    Signals curling on an open plain,
    rolling down the track again.
    See the sky about to rain.

    Some are bound for happiness,
    some are bound to glory
    Some are bound to live with less,
    who can tell your story?

    See the sky about to rain,
    broken clouds and rain.
    Locomotive, pull the train,
    whistle blowin'
    through my brain.
    Signals curlin' on an open plain,
    rollin' down the track again.
    See the sky about to rain.

    I was down in Dixie Land,
    played a silver fiddle
    Played it loud and then the man
    broke it down the middle.
    See the sky about to rain.

    Músicos invitados: Levon Helm (Drums)
  3. Revolution BluesVer letra 4:03

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    letra de Revolution Blues

    Well, we live in a trailer
    at the edge of town
    You never see us
    'cause we don't come around.
    We got twenty five rifles
    just to keep
    the population down.
    But we need you now,
    and that's why
    I'm hangin' 'round.
    So you be good to me
    and I'll be good to you,
    And in this land of conditions
    I'm not above suspicion
    I won't attack you,
    but I won't back you.

    Well, it's so good to be here,
    asleep on your lawn.
    Remember your guard dog?
    Well, I'm afraid
    that he's gone.
    It was such a drag
    to hear him
    whining all night long.
    Yes, that was me with the doves,
    setting them free
    near the factory
    Where you built your computer,
    love.
    I hope you get the connection,
    'cause I can't take
    the rejection
    I won't deceive you,
    I just don't believe you.

    Well, I'm a barrel of laughs,
    with my carbine on
    I keep 'em hoppin',
    till my ammunition's gone.
    But I'm still not happy,
    I feel like
    there's something wrong.
    I got the revolution blues,
    I see bloody fountains,
    And ten million dune buggies
    comin' down the mountains.
    Well, I hear that Laurel Canyon
    is full of famous stars,
    But I hate them worse than lepers
    and I'll kill them
    in their cars.

    Músicos invitados: Rick Danko (Bass), Levon Helm (Drums), David Crosby (Rhythm Guitar)
  4. For The TurnstilesVer letra 3:15

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    letra de For The Turnstiles

    All the sailors
    with their seasick mamas
    Hear the sirens on the shore,
    Singin' songs
    for pimps with tailors
    Who charge ten dollars
    at the door.

    You can really
    learn a lot that way
    It will change you
    in the middle of the day.
    Though your confidence
    may be shattered,
    It doesn't matter.

    All the great explorers
    Are now in granite laid,
    Under white sheets
    for the great unveiling
    At the big parade.

    You can really
    learn a lot that way
    It will change you
    in the middle of the day.
    Though your confidence
    may be shattered,
    It doesn't matter.

    All the bushleague batters
    Are left to die
    on the diamond.
    In the stands
    the home crowd scatters
    For the turnstiles,
    For the turnstiles,
    For the turnstiles.

  5. Vampire BluesVer letra 4:14

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    letra de Vampire Blues

    I'm a vampire, babe,
    suckin' blood
    from the earth
    I'm a vampire, baby,
    suckin' blood
    from the earth.
    Well, I'm a vampire, babe,
    sell you
    twenty barrels worth.

    I'm a black bat, babe,
    bangin' on
    your window pane
    I'm a black bat, baby,
    bangin' on
    your window pane.
    Well, I'm a black bat, babe,
    I need my high octane.

    Good times are comin',
    I hear it everywhere I go
    Good times are comin',
    I hear it everywhere I go.
    Good times are comin',
    but they sure comin' slow.

    I'm a vampire, babe,
    suckin' blood
    from the earth
    I'm a vampire, baby,
    suckin' blood
    from the earth.
    Well, I'm a vampire, babe,
    sell you
    twenty barrels worth.

    Good times are comin'.

    Músicos invitados: George Whitsell (Guitar)
  6. On The BeachVer letra 6:59

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    letra de On The Beach

    The world is turnin',
    I hope it don't turn away,
    The world is turnin',
    I hope it don't turn away.
    All my pictures are fallin'
    from the wall where
    I placed them yesterday.
    The world is turnin',
    I hope it don't turn away.

    I need a crowd of people,
    but I can't face them
    day to day,
    I need a crowd of people,
    but I can't face them
    day to day.
    Though my problems
    are meaningless,
    that don't make them
    go away.
    I need a crowd of people,
    but I can't face them
    day to day.

    I went to the radio interview,
    but I ended up alone
    at the microphone,
    I went to the radio interview,
    but I ended up alone
    at the microphone.
    Now I'm livin'
    out here on the beach,
    but those seagulls are
    still out of reach.
    I went to the radio interview,
    but I ended up alone
    at the microphone.

    Get out of town,
    think I'll get out of town,
    Get out of town,
    think I'll get out of town.
    I head for the sticks
    with my bus and friends,
    I follow the road,
    though I don't know
    where it ends.
    Get out of town, get out of town,
    think I'll get out of town.

    'Cause the world is turnin',
    I don't want to
    see it turn away.

    Músicos invitados: Graham Nash (Piano [Wurlitzer])
  7. Motion Pictures 4:23
    Músicos invitados: Rusty Kershaw (Slide Guitar)
  8. Ambulance BluesVer letra 8:56

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    letra de Ambulance Blues

    Back in the old folky days

    The air was magic when we played

    The riverboat was rockin'

    In the rain

    Midnight was the time

    For the raid



    Oh, Isabella, proud Isabella

    They tore you down and

    Plowed you under

    You're only real

    With your make-up on

    How could I see you

    And stay too long?



    All along the Navajo Trail

    Burn-outs stub their toes

    On garbage pails

    Waitresses are cryin'

    In the rain

    Will their boyfriends

    Pass this way again?



    Old Mother Goose

    She's on the skids

    The shoe ain't happy

    Neither are the kids

    She needs someone

    That she can scream at

    And I'm such a heel

    For makin' her feel so bad



    I guess I'll call it

    Sickness gone

    It's hard to say

    The meaning of this song

    An ambulance can only

    Go so fast

    It's easy to get buried

    In the past

    When you try to make

    A good thing last



    I saw today

    In the entertainment section

    There's room at the top

    For private detection

    To Mom and Dad

    This just doesn't matter

    But it's either that

    Or pay off the kidnapper



    So all you critics sit alone

    You're no better than me

    For what you've shown

    With your stomach pump and

    Your hook and ladder dreams

    We could get together

    For some scenes



    Well, I'm up in T.O.

    Keepin' jive alive

    And out on the corner

    It's half past five

    But the subways are empty

    And so are the cafes



    Except for the Farmer's Market

    And I still can hear him sayin'

    You're all just pissin'

    In the wind

    You don't know it but you are



    And there ain't nothin'

    Like a friend

    Who can tell you

    You're just pissin'

    In the wind



    I never knew a man

    Could tell so many lies

    He had a different story

    For every set of eyes

    How can he remember

    Who he's talkin' to?

    Cause I know it ain't me

    And hope it isn't you

    Músicos invitados: Rusty Kershaw (Violin [Fiddle])

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