Don Mclean(唐.马克林)ZT
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Don Mclean(唐.马克林)于1945年10月2日出生于美国纽约。60年代早期Don在纽约州的俱乐部中以灌制唱片开始了他的演艺生涯,大多数时间里,Don是一名游吟歌手。1970年他曾写了一首纪念梵高的音乐献辞《vincent》。Don的首次亮相专辑TAPESTRY同年出版,但没能卖出去。艺术家联合会第二年和他签约并制作了American Pie的第一个增加版(Mulder注:即Extended Version),这首歌惊人地登上了英国排行榜第二,美国第一的位置。这首歌的同名专辑也获得成功。Don也由此被认为是最有天赋和最有商业价值的新生歌手。尽管开头不错,Don的演艺生涯在70年代中期却陷入了困境,好在他是一名具有强烈自我意识的歌手,1980年他凭借一曲Crying重登排行榜。之后,他的再版旧专辑也引起轰动,他个人也因此而进行大规模巡回演出。80年代以后,Don转向乡村音乐发展,不过仍处于流行音乐的主流。1991年,他那张已有20周岁的专辑 American Pie出乎意料的重返英国排行榜前20位,这无疑又掀起了人们对他早先作品的兴趣。
经典歌曲 1.《American Pie》堪称一首史诗式的作品,纵观全球乐坛,能将一首长达8分34秒的歌曲唱得不仅不让人生厌,还让人们津津乐道并传颂几十年的现象可谓少之又少,而唐·麦克林和他的《American Pie》就做到了,如果作品里没有引人入胜的叙事性、没有内蕴幽远的深刻性,很难相信人们真会傻呆呆地将这么长的时间消耗在一首歌曲里。 《American Pie》是用音乐记录美国六十年代历史的一首史诗,没有春风得意的赞美,也没有针锋相对的批判,有的只是在轻快的民谣节奏中娓娓地道来——那里面有整整一个时代美国人所见、所思、所想,以及所经历的往事,而事实上正是这样不带主观评述的质朴歌声,最终打动了一代又一代的美国人,甚至是美国以外的人。 在《American Pie》里,你不仅可以通过歌词联想到Buddy Holly的《That’ll be the Day》, The Monotones的《The Book of Love》,以及The Byrds的《Eight Miles High》等等这些五六十年代的经典歌曲,你还可以从歌词中重温“在路上”的激情与浪漫,赤着脚在体育馆跳踢踏舞的愉悦,在“芝加哥七人案”的审判席上唱起源于哥萨克民歌的反战歌曲《Where Have All The Flowers Gone》的歌手朱蒂?科林斯,还有“小丑”般的Bob Dylan(鲍比·迪伦),“国王” 样的Elvis Presley(艾尔维斯·普莱斯利),“王后”Connie Francis(康妮·弗朗西丝),更有正熟读马克思经典的 John Lennon(约翰·列侬),因听了《Helter Skelter》而率领信众犯下杀人血案的Charles Manson(查尔斯·曼森),你同样可以跟着唐·麦克林的节奏追忆起1970年10月4日死于海洛因中毒的天才白人布鲁斯女歌手Janis Joplin(詹妮斯·乔普林), 1959年2月3日因飞机失事而不幸英年早逝的摇滚歌手Buddy Holly(巴迪·霍利),1969年在“滚石”的演唱会时被保安活活打死的18岁黑人歌迷。
最后,唐·麦克林唱道:“And the three men I admire most/The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost/They caught the last train for the coast/The day the music died/And they were singing” (我最钦仰的三人——圣父、圣子和圣灵,他们都搭乘末班车奔向了海岸,与他们一起,音乐随之而死,和着他们曾经唱过的……”,这也可以看作是他创作这首作品一个不可忽视的题旨,一种垮掉的信仰,一种无以自拨的绝望,这也正是当时美国一代青年的共性特征,就这样,一首歌很容易就打动了一代人。
张国荣在2000年演唱会曾演唱此歌 A long long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while. Did you write the Book of Love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Do you believe in rock 'n roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singing Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die They were singing bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Over... 2.另一经典之作,纪念梵高和他的精神。 Vincent文森特 stary night 歌曲:starry night 歌手:don mclean starry, starry night paint your palette blue and gray look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul shadows on the hills sketch the trees and the daffodils catch the breeze and the winter chills in colors on the snowy linen land now i understand what you tried to say to me and how you suffered for your sanity and how you tried to set them free they would not listen; they did not know how perhaps they'll listen now starry, starry night flaming flowers that brightly blaze swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in vincent's eyes of china blue colors changing hue morning fields of amber grain weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand now i understand what you tried to say to me and how you suffered for your sanity and how you tried to set them free they would not listen; they did not know how perhaps they'll listen now for they could not love you but still, your love was true and when no hope was left inside on that starry, starry night you took your life as lovers often do but i could've told you, vincent this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you starry, starry night portraits hung in empty halls frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget like the strangers that you've met the ragged men in ragged clothes the silver thorn, a bloody rose lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow now i understand what you tried to say to me and how you suffered for your sanity and how you tried to set them free they would not listen; they did not know how perhaps they'll listen now