Jive Bunny and the Mastermixers - Swing the mood

En ocasiones, chispazos cerebrales hacen que salgan de mi memoria recuerdos musicales de antaño...

Corrían los finales de los ochenta. Era la época del Scratching y de los megamixes. Los Djs tomaron las listas de ventas mezclando discos, uniendolos, dotandoles de diferentes significados, sumando sonidos. Nacieron el Max Mix, el Bolero Mix, y toda clase de Mix. En Inglaterra, dos Djs llegaron más lejos y se atrevieron no sólo hacer mix, sino usar para ello temas de la historia de la música reciente, uniendo estilos el Twist, el Rock, el Swing, el Rockabilly...y nacio esto. Para bien o para mal, triunfó y a mi generación nos sirvió para conocer que había algo más allá de C.C.Catch o de los Modern Talking. Nos abrió la puerta a sonidos antiguos, que son la base y el origen de todo lo que vendría después. A mi me gustó, aun conservo por ahí la casette.

Hoy os lo traigo para que recordeis...



"C'mon everubody,
CCC'mon everybody
1-2
1-2
1-1-1-1-2-3-o'clock
4 o'clock
5-6-7- o'clock
8 o'clock
9-10-11 o'clock
12 o'clock rock
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
Well, if you like my song join behind
We'll have some fun while the clock straights one,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, rock, till ray light come
We're gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight
RRRock rock everybody
Roll, roll, roll, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Roll, roll, roll, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Rock, move, baby
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, babaluma
Bump, bump, bump, babaluma
Bump, bump, babaluma
Balan, bump, bump, bump
(Eh) bump (eh) bump (eh-eh-eh-eh-eh) bump
(eh-eh-eh-eh-eh)
Wake up little Susie, wake up,
Wake up little Susie, wake up
We're both inside a sleep
Wake up little Susie and dropped the movie's over
It's 4 o'clock and we're in trouble deep
Wake up little Susie wake up littel Susie
We gotta go home
UUUUU
You ain't nothing but a hound dog
You're crying all the time
You make up looking like a hound dog
Crying all the time
We'll you ain't ever called a rammin' and you're ain't
No friend of mine
Shake, shake, shake, shake, rattle and roll I said
Shake, rattle and roll, I said
Shake, rattle and roll, I said
Shake, rattle and roll
Oh with the bless of my soul, oh won't you
Roll with me, I met you like a man on a fossil tree
My friend said I might think what's the bog,
I made for love, I'm all shook up
RRRRock one threw a party in the canned jail
The prison band was here
They began the whole
The band was jumpin' and they jumped again the swing
You should've heard the knock out jail
First singing
Let's rock, everybody let's rock everybody
In the whole state of rock will dance
In the jails of rock
Ah ah ah ah
Bump, bump"