Mercredi 12 octobre 2011
Clarence Reid est un musicien qui a écrit beaucoup de morceaux pour tout le monde (Sam and Dave, Betty Wright, Gwen McCrae...). Un jour, il a voulu avoir sa propre carrière en parallèle, alors il s'est inventé un personnage qu'il a appelé Blowfly, spécialisé dans la parodie et les provocations, principalement sexuelles.
Son premier disque sous ce nom, en 1971, est une collection de 13 reprises de titres connus plutôt orientés Soul (trois autres sont de Blowfly lui même), dont les paroles sont enrichies sexuellement ou scatologiquement. Le jeu consiste à retrouver les titres originaux (voir ci dessous). Il a continué ce petit jeu et encore en 2006, dans le disque Blowfly's Punk Rock Party, avec des morceaux plutôt orientés Rock, en compagnie de Jello Biafra.
Il est passé à Paris en 2007 et, en 2010, un film est sorti sur lui. Il continue encore à se produire en concert, dans son costume, à jouer les vieux pervers, à étonner et à faire rire les petits jeunes qui viennent l'écouter et le voir...
The Weird World of Blowfly (1971)
Blowfly
1. Weird World
2. My Baby Keeps Farting in My Face
(Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head, B. J. Thomas)
3. Hold on It's Running
(Hold on, I'm Coming, Sam and Dave)
4. Hole Man
(Soul Man, Sam and Dave)
5. The Eating Song (Yum-Yum)
(The Happy Song, Otis Redding)
6. Shitting on the Dock of the Bay
(Sitting on the Dock of the Bay, Otis Redding)
7. To-To-To-To-To (The Fart Song)
(Um, Um, Um, Um, Um, Um, Major Lance)
8. I Don't Want No Woman to Give Me Nothing
(I Don't Want Nobody to Give Me Nothing, James Brown)
9. The Eater
(The Cheater, Bob Kuban and The Inmen)
10. Spermy Night in Georgia
(Rainy Night in Georgia, Brook Benton)
11. Odd Balls
12. Baby Let Me Do It To You From Behind
(Baby Can I Change My Mind, Tyrone Davis)
13. It's a Faggot's World
(It's a Man's World, James Brown)
14. With a Child's Dick
(With a Child's Heart, Stevie Wonder)
15. The Sperm Is Gone
(The Thrill is Gone, B. B. King)
16. Outro
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Plusieurs hommages à Gil Scott-Heron:
Le dernier en date, Meshell Ndegeocello reprend Home Is Where the Hatred Is en concert (2011).
Un rap de A. D. Carson, mise à jour de The Revolution Will Not Be Televised:
The Revolution, Version 2.0 (2011)
Et un autre, mais qui date d'avant la mort de Gil. Humour et dénonciation du sexisme dans le rap, l'actrice et poétesse Sarah Jones a reçu pour cette chanson le NYCLU Calloway Award pour avoir été la première artiste à avoir porté plainte contre la "Federal Communications Commission" pour censure, procès qu'elle a gagné:
Your Revolution (1999)
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Les paroles:
Your Revolution (1999)
Sarah Jones (avec D. J. Vadim)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
This goes out to all the women and men
From New York to London
L.A. to Tokyo
Struggling to keep their self-respect
In this climate of misogyny
And money worship
And mass production of hip hop's illegitimate child (hip hop)
And this especially goes out to Gillis Scott Herring
Friend, living legend, and proto-rapper who wrote
The revolution will not be televised
Much respect
Your revolution will not happen between these thighs
Your revolution will not happen between these thighs
Your revolution will not happen between these thighs
Not happen between these thighs
Not happen between these thighs
The real revolution ain't about booty size
The Versaces you buys
Or the Lexus you drives
And though we've lost Biggie Smalls
Baby, your notorious revolution
Will never allow you to lace no lyrical douche in my bush
Your revolution will not be you killing me softly with Fugees
Your revolution ain't gonna knock me up without no ring
And produce little future emcees
Because that revolution will not happen between these thighs
Your revolution will not find me in the backseat of a jeep
With LL hard as hell
You know, doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well
You know, doin' it and doin' it and doin' it well (nah come on now)
Your revolution will not be you smackin' it up
Flippin' it, or rubbin' it down
Nor will it take you downtown or humpin' around
Because that revolution will not happen between these thighs
Your revolution will not have me singing
"Ain't no nigga like the one I got"
And your revolution will not be you sending me for no drip, drip VD shot
And your revolution will not involve me feelin' your nature rise
Or helping you fantasize
Because that revolution will not happen between these thighs
No no, not between these thighs
Oh, my Jamaican brother, your revolution will not make you feel
Bombastic and really fantastic
And have you groping in the dark for that rubber wrapped in plastic
You will not be touching your lips to my triple dip of french
vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Or having Akinyele's dream, (mm hmm)
A 6-foot blowjob machine (mm hmm)
You want to subjugate your queen? (uh-huh)
Think I'm a put it in my mouth just cuz you made a few bucks?
Please brother please
Your revolution will not be me tossing my weave
And making me believe I'm some caviar-eating ghetto mafia clown
Or me giving up my behind, just so I can get signed
And maybe having somebody else write my rhymes
I'm Sarah Jones, not Foxy Brown
You know I'm Sarah Jones, not Foxy Brown
Your revolution makes me wonder, where could we go
If we could drop the empty pursuit of props and ego
We'd revolt back to our Roots, use a little Common Sense
On a quest to make love De La Soul, no pretense
But your revolution will not be you flexing your little sex and status
To express what you feel
Your revolution will not happen between these thighs
Will not happen between these thighs
Will not be you shaking and me (*yawn*) faking
Between these thighs
Because the real revolution
That's right I said the real revolution
You know I'm talking about the revolution
When it comes, it's gonna be real
It's gonna be real
It's gonna be real
When it finally comes
When it finally comes
It's gonna be real, yeah yeah
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The Revolution, Version 2.0 (2011)
A. D. Carson
Not only will The Revolution not be televised...
The Revolution will not be tweeted. Nor will it be featured in any status update in your facebook news feed.
You will not see The Revolution scroll across your home screen notifying you that it was posted three minutes ago, and you will not be able to press the “like” icon to show all those in your network that you are down with it.
The Revolution will not be remixed and autotuned on youtube or downloaded to your computer’s hard drive.
It will not be capable of rebooting in the sense that you use the term, and there will not be an “app” for it.
Apple will not be making and marketing “The Revolution, 2.0” which can also be purchased in white.
Sprite will not be doing a viral marketing ad campaign using your favorite rapper’s latest mixtape release to speak on it, so no, Drake will not have a verse, nor will he be singing the hook on The Revolution.
The Revolution will also not feature cameo appearances from J. Cole, Li’l Wayne, Jay-Z or Mos Def.
Nor will Beyonce or Rihanna dance to The Revolution.
The Revolution will not be posted on Fox.com and redirected to americanidol.com so you can find out who it was not won by, because, of course, you will not be able to text your vote through AT&T to show your support for the cause.
The Revolution will not be cause enough for alarm that Wolf Blitzer or Anderson Cooper will report it on CNN, and The Revolution will not be blamed on the Left by Rush Limbaugh or Bill O’Reilly.
The Revolution will not be blamed on the Right by James Carville or Keith Olbermann.
The Revolution will not be a punch line for Jon Stewart or Stephen Colbert.
The Revolution will not be teleprompted to the President of the United States of America to the Divided States of America while sitting in front of their televisions and computers, confused by the blue-grey lit lamps of illumination illuminating an Illuminati conspiracy.
The Revolution will not involve Ghaddafi stepping down or Egyptians rising up or need America as its ally.
There may be a pain deep in the heart of Mother Africa or a cry from her over-aborted belly telling us that it is here, but there will no intervention on the parts of the other Mothers- So Mother Earth and Mother Nature will sit by the way some Mothers now do and watch while the Motherfuckers do what they will, but it’s pretty safe to say that The Revolution will not occur under the influence of the Date Rape pill.
The Revolution will not be a friendly fuck, either, and you will not be seduced to the soothing sounds of Lady Antebellum or Esperanza Spalding or courted with a chilled glass of Moscato, a can of Four Loko, a bottle of Ciroc, or shots of Patron.
The Revolution won’t concern itself with birth control pills, Plan B, or the dropout rates of the kids who have kids while still kidding themselves about their maturity.
The Revolution WILL be about purity, and surely those who know will know that it won’t be a revolution strictly based on Race or Faith.
The Revolution won’t be a Holy War, Jihad, Ethnic Cleanse or Barbecue, but certainly it will bother you if you to this point are not yet bothered.
The Revolution will not need to divide its time between racism, sexism or homophobia because it has no time to discriminate against Niggers, Bitches, Fags, Kikes, Coons, Cunts or Dykes.
The Revolution will not be televised.
The Revolution will not be tweeted.
The Revolution will not be on Facebook.
The Revolution will not have an Internet Protocol address.
The Revolution will not be preceded by a www (dot) and followed by a (dot) com.
There won’t be cameras for The Revolution.
There won’t be Real Housewives of The Revolution.
There will be no Teen Moms of the The Revolution.
There will be no First 48 or Intervention for The Revolution.
No Extreme Makeover: Revolution Edition.
Or Survivor: Revolution.
The Revolution may not even have survivors.
As I remember it being told, Gil Scott-Heron said The Revolution would be live.
And Live and Direct from The Revolution, I’ve come to report to you that
The Revolution is here…
The Revolution is here…
The Revolution is here!!!
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Les tractations pour essayer d'empêcher la Palestine d'avoir un siège à l'UNESCO (l'UNESCO, putain, l'UNESCO, ce truc qui ne sert quasiment à rien!!!!) sont hallucinantes. Mais d'une certains façon elles montrent à quel point le terrain de l'Art et de la Culture est un terrain d'une importance politique considérable aux yeux des israéliens et des américains. Ce qui justifie d'autant plus... le boycott culturel d'israel!!!
Une lettre ouverte à Mireille Mathieu
Une lettre ouverte à Oumou Sangaré
Une autre lettre ouverte à Oumou Sangaré
Un article du Mali sur Oumou Sangaré
Et plein de commentaires sur le Mur Facebook de Oumou Sangaré
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Encore un super blog de musiques de partout, et notamment un vieux disque de Aster Aweke numérisé:
http://www.awesometapes.com/
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Je sais que je ne devrais plus parler de DSK, mais quand même, un texte assez drôle sur ce qui s'est passé dans la suite 2806, la thèse d'Ivan Levaï (et des autres):
http://blog.entrailles.fr/2011/10/la-these-divan-levai-et-des-autres/
Et, encore plus drôle, l'avis de Claude Allègre:
http://fr.news.yahoo.com/dsk-est-le-meilleur-candidat-du-ps-dit-170614516.html
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