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Nico -《Do Or Die》(Do Or Die)[MP3!]

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    发行时间1982年
    地区美国
    语言英语
  • 时间: 2005/12/08 22:22:26 发布 | 2005/12/08 22:22:26 更新
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专辑英文名Do Or Die
专辑中文名Do Or Die
歌手Nico
资源格式MP3
发行时间1982年
地区美国
语言英语
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专辑介绍 :

先更正我在发布Hanging Gardens那张专辑时候说的一句话,当时我说下面这封信是John Cale写给Ari的,结果前天拷这张CD时候才发现并非John爷爷的说。

这个CD是黄标版的,4年前买来一直没听过,当时不晓得Nico是什么人,只是隐约记得这个简单可爱的名字,拿回来一听真傻了,太沉闷的音乐,尤其因为这是现场版本,里面有她说话的声音,当时只觉得:可怕...

于是它在我柜子里放到今年才重新被拿出来听...感觉是,当你对一个在某段时间里恐怕还不能一时接受的东西一无所知的时候的确很难爱上它,不过你同这个东西有没有缘分时间总是会考验我们的,现在听她的东西,尤其是Desertshore那张,真的体会到了有所共鸣。

Do or Die!一句口号,很是严峻的味道,颇有自我毁灭前抉择的感觉,Nico的东西很适合放到冬天听,会让你有种身在温暖的壁炉旁,脑中却依然是人烟稀少的道路的景象。

LETTER TO NICO'S SON, ARI.

New York, October 1982.

Dear Ari,

You don't know me but I know you, Mum, Nico. Her record company asked me to write a few words for her new release and rather than a serious "critique" I thought it would be fun to write you a letter and tell you a story about her.

There are many good stories about Nico. This is about her penchant for marvelously curious catastrophes and could be entitled: NICO AND THE DOCTRINE OF UNINTENDED CONSEQUENCES.

It was 1974 or 75 in Paris. I was managing MAGMA, a fiercely original and uncompromising band, not welcome, of course, on the radio, TV or in commercial clubs. We had a hard time getting gigs and saving money to improve the equipment and we were playing in Maison des Jeunes, parking lots, public squares, abandoned churches, slowly but surely making progress. Although I had never met your mother I knew her work and much admired her uniquely ironic and accurate sense of the dilemmas and contradictions facing modern artists. So, when my friends Bob and Barbara Benamou introduced me to her I was delighted. At the time, pursuing a seemingly obscure but no doubt meaningful artistic quest, she was working with Philippe Garrel who, besides literally starving, was making some mysterious beautiful avant-garde films. She was also living with him in this apartment where everything, but everything, was painted black. Now, you know your mother's propensy to dark, conspiratorial plots, no one can quite follow, and I don't precisely remember how it occurred, but one day she ended up living with my wife, my newborn baby and myself in our house in Sèvres. She was easy to live with, considerate and discreet, except that first thing in the morning she would ask one to partake in a concoction of 100 proof peppered Polish vodka with hot-sauce and God knows what else that would set fire to one's mouth. One night I took her to see MAGMA and she sort of fell in love with their music. Opening her eyes in wonderment she would say in her slow rounded speech: "Oh! But Giorgio, this is the best band in the world..." The band, particularly Christian Vander also liked her work. They, were due for a tour, she for a record, so, I thought, let's put them together for a while and, who knows, something great might evolve. As I told you, intelligent music was not exactly in demand and touring France was more like guerrilla warfare, with endless Identity Checks at toll-booths of the Autoroute, cancellations of concerts for political reasons and other no less harassing difficulties. We were, however, breaking new ground and just about perceiving the end of the tunnel. So, when on a cold, misty and wet morning in February —having warned Nico to expect a certain degree of discomfort— we left Paris, our spirits were high: She needed the money and we needed the exposure.

MAGMA's line-up at the time consisted of 7 musicians and 2 roadies and normally they would all be travelling in an old Mercedes van which took 9 people plus the equipment. With Nico and myself we were 12 now, so I took my car along, an old but comfortable 2-seater, Facel-Vega in which everyone wanted to ride and I had a hard time establishing fair turns.

The first 2 or 3 gigs want off well but as luck would have it —and thanks to drafty hotel rooms and poorly heated halls— your mother came down with a terrible cold. This prompted her to acquire a substantial supply of medicines of all kinds, culminating with a particular brand of cough-syrup which, much to our relief, seemed to alleviate her condition and generally keep her cheerful. Never mean when it came to sharing her discoveries, she invited us all to taste the healing properties of her elixir and soon, everyone began to sneeze, puff, cough and whiffle and buying little brown bottles.

A few days later at one of the most important concerts of the tour —in Lyon or Avignon— I remember her (and everyone else for that matter) getting on stage with a whole supply of these little bottles. Sipping and singing, singing and sipping, she stayed up there for over an hour and a half, finally provoking the legendary impatient French audience into cat-calls and boos.

You can imagine the mood the next day. Never short on quips, Die Alte Zwetschge ("Old Plum", an affectionate tease) was totally disconsolate, disenchanted and displeased with me, the tour, Magma, life and the whole thing. Our next gig was in Toulouse, quite a distance away and I planned to leave early with the sound-roadie to check out the old theatre where the show was scheduled. Somewhat apprehensive, I thought perhaps she should ride with me and the roadie but then decided she'd be more comfortable in the van and after imploring the boys in Magma to use all their guises to cajole her during the long journey, I left.

We got to the theatre early, checked things out and waited for the van to arrive. 7 O'clock, 7:30, 8, 8:30, no van. The concert was due to start at 9, so we began to worry a little and decided to backtrack up the road and find out what, if anything, had happened. You can imagine my horror when, in the middle of nowhere some 20 miles from the city, I saw the van lying nose down, off the roadside, in a 50 foot deep embankment and, but for empty syrup bottles, no-one in sight. Fearing the worst, I drove to the nearest gas station and called the theatre. No news. I asked the people there to call the police and every hospital in the region and holding my breath drove back to the city as fast as I could. When I got there a considerable commotion was under way: hundreds of people were crowding the entrance, pushing and shoving. Somehow I ploughed my way through got inside and there in the foyer the most sorrowful sight awaited me : looking like a bunch of wounded from World War 1, with bandages on heads, knees, elbows and feet, leaning on crutches and walking-sticks, sat Nico and the most forlorn-looking band of musicians I ever laid eyes on. I know that mine was perhaps not the most considerate reaction, but I couldn't help laughing. Naturally I tried to find out what had happened; between Nico's dark mutterings and the band's contradictory narratives it was impossible to figure out and to this day we'll never really know. I remember that with her bandages and walking-sticks your mother looked like the ultimate Mater Dolorosa of Rock & Roll at the mercy of Unintended Consequences...

Of course the concert got cancelled and so did the rest of the tour. Nico went back to Paris, then to England. Magma went back to saving money for a new van, and the record was never made. Who knows, it might still happen one day. In the meantime I often ask myself: What the hell was in that cough-syrup ?

Sincerely yours, GIORGIO GOMELSKY
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专辑曲目

1.Janitor of Lunacy (Bologna Teatro Nuova Medica 1982-03-28)
2.All Tomorrow's Parties (Bologna Teatro Nuova Medica 1982-03-28)
3.Saeta (Rotterdam 1982-03-07)
4.Saeta (Piccadilly Radio session 1982-01-00)
5.Vegas (Rotterdam 1982-03-07)
6.No One Is There (Kobenhavn Saltlagertet 1982-02-14)
7.Innocent and Vain (London 1982-01-18)
8.Secret Side (Kobenhavn Saltlagertet 1982-02-14)
9.Procession (London 1982-01-18)
10.Heroes (Amsterdam 1982-03-06)
11.Femme Fatale (London 1982-01-18)
12.All Tomorrow's Parties (Kobenhavn Saltlagertet 1982-02-14)
13.I'm Waiting For the Man (Bologna Teatro Nuova Medica 1982-03-28)
14.The End(Kobenhavn Saltlagertet 1982-02-14)


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