un instant T dans le passé – Quand David Bowie s’appelait Davy Jones…


David Bowie

1962 : David Bowie, visage d’ange androgyne, tenue conventionnelle et sage, fait alors partie du groupe de rock The Kon-rads qu’il vient de créer avec des amis à l’âge de 15 ans et porte encore le nom de Davy Jones. Saxophoniste du groupe, il doit remplacer un soir le chanteur Roger Ferris après que celui-ci ait été malencontreusement blessé par un tesson de bouteille. Sa voix, sa personnalité et son charisme feront le reste…  « To be sent to Davy Jones’s locker » (littéralement : « être envoyé dans le casier de Davy Jones ») est une formule utilisée par les anglais pour désigner le fond de la mer où reposent les marins noyés, Davy Jones étant un surnom qui devrait représenter un démon de l’océan. David Bowie abandonna ce nom pour éviter toute confusion avec un autre Davy Jones, à l’époque chanteur des Monkees.

Pour vous mettre dans l’ambiance : la chanson qui suit, I thought to you last night , à l’allure de berceuse, a été chanté par Bowie en 1963.

I thought of you last night
I thought of you and thought of you
Until the morning light
I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t sleep last night

I wanted you last night
I wanted you and wanted you
And wished with all my might
You’d come to me, you’d come to me last night

Darling, my darling, I can’t live without you
I’m lonely, so lonely when you’re out of sight

I’ll wait for tonight
I’ll wait for you and wait for you
And long to hold you tight
Bring your love to me, your love to me tonight


River of Life & No Return on Mars

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Grand écart… Comment peut-on aimer ça et ça… et tout le reste !

There is a river called ‘The river of no return’
Sometimes it’s peaceful and sometimes wild and free
Love is a traveler on ‘The river of no return’
Swept on for ever to be lost in the stormy sea

Wail-a-ree I can hear the river call no return, no return
Where the roarin’ waters fall wail-a-ree
I can hear my lover call come to me, no return, no return
I lost my love on the river and for ever my heart will yearn

Gone gone for ever down ‘The river of no return’
Wail-a-ree, wail-a-re-e-ee, [unverified] never return to me
No return, no return, no return

Songwriters : Lionel Newman & Ken Darby

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It’s a God-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling no
And her daddy has told her to go

But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she’s hooked to the silver screen

But the film is a saddening bore
For she’s lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man look at those cavemen go
It’s the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man wonder if he’ll ever know

He’s in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
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It’s on America’s tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame

‘Cause Lennon’s on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes

From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns

But the film is a saddening bore
‘Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It’s about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on3

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man look at those cavemen go
It’s the freakiest show
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man wonder if he’ll ever know
He’s in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

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