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"The Brothers Four（四兄弟演唱组）是美国老牌民谣乐队之一，成立于50年代末，比Beatles出名还要早。这个乐队由四个华盛顿大学的学生Bob Flick,John Paine,Mike Kirkand,Dick Foley组成。乐队一组就是四十多年，唱的一直都是传统的通俗民谣 “四兄弟”合唱团的音乐大多以原声木吉他、木贝司、班卓琴、曼驼林伴奏，并配以完美的四个声部和音。"

60年代的美国民谣很好听，美国流行乐的青葱岁月

 

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纯粹的木声民谣，伴奏很清单悠扬，精彩是和声。

 

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这歌是心灵的鸡汤，虽说鸡汤，但绝不是泛滥的那种。这首歌真诚因而动人。歌词平实无华。演绎却充满着出绝望和希望。


Don’t Give Up
Peter Gabriel, Kate Bush

In this proud land we grew up strong
we were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail
no fight left or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
but no one wants you when you lose
don't give up
'cos you have friends
don't give up
you're not beaten yet
don't give up
I know you can make it good
though I saw it all around
never thought I could be affected
thought that we'd be the last to go
it is so strange the way things turn
drove the night toward my home
the place that I was born, on the lakeside
as daylight broke, I saw the earth
the trees had burned down to the ground
don't give up
you still have us
don't give up
we don't need much of anything
don't give up
'cause…

这歌被U2的BONO翻唱包括音乐室和现场，可惜远远不及原唱。
似乎很多最好的歌，是不能被成功翻唱的。翻唱永远是有罪的一般。

 

[腊八粥]

这歌是心灵的鸡汤，虽说鸡汤，但绝不是泛滥的那种。这首歌真诚因而动人。歌词平实无华。演绎却充满着出绝望和希望。


Don’t Give Up
Peter Gabriel, Kate Bush

In this proud land we grew up strong
we were wanted all along
I was taught to fight, taught to win
I never thought I could fail
no fight left or so it seems
I am a man whose dreams have all deserted
I've changed my face, I've changed my name
but no one wants you when you lose
don't give up
'cos you have friends
don't give up
you're not beaten yet
don't give up
I know you can make it good
though I saw it all around
never thought I could be affected
thought that we'd be the last to go
it is so strange the way things turn
drove the night toward my home
the place that I was born, on the lakeside
as daylight broke, I saw the earth
the trees had burned down to the ground
don't give up
you still have us
don't give up
we don't need much of anything
don't give up
'cause…

这歌被U2的BONO翻唱包括音乐室和现场，可惜远远不及原唱。
似乎很多最好的歌，是不能被成功翻唱的。翻唱永远是有罪的一般。

很好听的一首歌，旋律好，歌词也好，而且非常感人。
Wiki上介绍了这首歌的创作背景：
"Don't Give Up" is a song written by English rock musician Peter Gabriel and recorded as a duet with Kate Bush for Gabriel's album So. The single version was released as the second single from the album in the UK in 1986 and fifth in the United States in 1987. It spent eleven weeks in the UK Top 75 chart in 1986, peaking at number nine.


(Migrant Mother)
Gabriel drew inspiration from Dorothea Lange's images such as this, her most famous: "Migrant Mother".
The song was inspired by the Depression-era photographs of Dorothea Lange, showing poverty-stricken Americans in dust bowl conditions. Gabriel saw Lange's images in a 1973 book titled In This Proud Land. He felt that a song based on this was wholly appropriate to difficult economic conditions in England under Margaret Thatcher. He composed lyrics within a situation about a man whose unemployment causes stress in his domestic relationship. The verses, sung by Gabriel, describe the man's feelings of isolation and despair; the choruses, sung by Bush, offer words of hope and encouragement.

Gabriel originally wrote the song from a reference point of American roots music and he approached country singer Dolly Parton to sing it with him. However, Parton turned it down, so his friend Kate Bush took her place.

Two videos were created for the song. The first, by Godley & Creme, consisted of a single take of the singers in an embrace, as the sun enters total eclipse and re-emerges; the second, by Jim Blashfield, featured Gabriel and Bush's faces superimposed over film of a town and its people in disrepair.

 

[腊八粥]

上文提到的第二个version的video在这里，一开始以为是soldier和家人的故事，但是认真看下来感觉是在描绘大萧条时期，男人失业，一家人生活艰难，不得不搬往别的小镇，女人一直在鼓励男人Don't give up/you still have us/don't give up/we don't need much of anything/don't give up/ there is a place we belong...患难见真情，非常感人。

 

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艰苦岁月，分崩碎裂。我们有幸能找到的一个怀抱，好像柔软脆弱，其实坚韧包容。
这个歌感人之处就在唱长出了这个经典却很少被人描述的现象和情绪。
听歌听的多了，你就会发现，这种内容的歌是多么的稀缺，因而珍贵。

 

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Bob Dylan 那诺贝尔奖了，也就是说，歌词也能登入大雅之堂了。时代不同了。

"Every songwriter after him carries his baggage," Bono writes. "This lowly Irish bard would proudly carry his baggage. Any day."

 

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BOB DYLAN LYRICS
"It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)"

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fools gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proved to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to you ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their marks
Made everything from toy guns that sparks
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the President of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You loose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand without nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despite their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platforms ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God Bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges, watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me ?

And if my thought-dreams could been seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

 

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如此长的歌词，很不符合中文歌词的审美。同时英文民谣的概念跟中文民谣歌曲其实也是不同的。
中文民谣，不管是台湾，中国90年代还是后期的新民谣，其实都是校园民谣的后代。非常狭窄的一个概念。
你唱一首中文民谣，拿给老外听，他会说这只是POP，而不是FOLK。真FOLK，中国还真不多。

 

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Bob Dylan 那诺贝尔奖了，也就是说，歌词也能登入大雅之堂了。时代不同了。

"Every songwriter after him carries his baggage," Bono writes. "This lowly Irish bard would proudly carry his baggage. Any day."

不知道为什么我一直以为Bob Dylan死了，诺贝尔文学奖这也算是在搞创新了。Bob Dylan的歌词确实写得很好，对流行音乐界和文化界有着不可磨灭的重大影响力。
但是，我又要说但是了....
如果Bob Dylan该得诺贝尔文学奖不是早就该得了吗？他现在早就不写歌词了，他真正重要的作品都是在60年代完成的。

 

[腊八粥]

BOB DYLAN LYRICS
"It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)"

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fools gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proved to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to you ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their marks
Made everything from toy guns that sparks
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the President of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You loose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand without nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despite their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platforms ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God Bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges, watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me ?

And if my thought-dreams could been seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

Bob Dylan很像一个游吟诗人。被认为“是20世纪美国最重要、最有影响力的民谣歌手，并被视为20世纪60年代美国民权运动的代言人。” 如果崔健文学功底深厚一点，或许也能拼上一把，成为中国的Bob Dylan.
记得前段时间有个叫周云蓬的盲人民谣歌手，歌词写得有些意思

 

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听他的歌，单就音乐本身来讲，不是很突出。
但是加上词，和词背后的社会内容，就超越任何其他的写手了。这一点崔健其实已经做到了。只是，他的影响力局限在中国而已。中国在文化领域还不像在经济领域那么呼风唤雨。而且中国自己都还没有彻底打开铁幕呢。

近来国内确实有些新民谣回归了民谣的本质。但是都不是主流。我个人以为，民谣的主要特点就是民间的故事。而不是诗歌般优美。本质应该是一把吉他讲一个故事。而故事应该真实而不加过多的美化。既然是讲故事，绝大多数民谣都是很长的歌词，唱法非常快。旋律并不是很优美。这个角度看，四兄弟的民谣实际上是一种艺术化的民谣。这也是他们受市场肯定，却没有在音乐圈获得很大的荣誉。也是为什么，他们在亚洲反而更被推崇。

Bob Dylan很像一个游吟诗人。被认为“是20世纪美国最重要、最有影响力的民谣歌手，并被视为20世纪60年代美国民权运动的代言人。” 如果崔健文学功底深厚一点，或许也能拼上一把，成为中国的Bob Dylan.
记得前段时间有个叫周云蓬的盲人民谣歌手，歌词写得有些意思

 

[贵圈]

看到一个很有见地的帖子。

ZT
民谣和摇滚有一个共同点，就是满足创作者的自我表达的需求，这一点是和流行的本质区别。
大多数流行歌曲是有高度模式化和程序化的制作流程的，在创作之初，创作者就已经计划好了受众范围，风格，甚至创作之后的包装推广方式。
而民谣和摇滚，创作者的自我表达是第一位的。只不过这两者也有区别，民谣重视记录生活，摇滚重视情感宣泄。民谣的乐器，表现方式相对简单直接，摇滚更复杂。
简单的说，刨去一切技术因素。流行是为了让听众爽，民谣和摇滚首先是为了让自己爽。

 

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要说阴郁黑色的音乐，看看这个。哥特黑，哥特郁。
听的时候呀放开音量尤其是低音。
最近的主题围绕着女人。
不必看歌词，听就好。

 

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继续女人专题，说到摇滚，摇滚的特点是歌词比民谣简练但是更释放。还是女人专题。看看被誉为摇滚诗人的JimMorrison如何些女人。里面充满了隐喻。

"Love Street“


She lives on Love Street
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens

She has robes and she has monkeys
Lazy diamond studded flunkies
She has wisdom and knows what to do
She has me and she has you

She has wisdom and knows what to do
She has me and she has you

I see you live on Love Street
There's this store where the creatures meet
I wonder what they do in there
Summer Sunday and a year
I guess I like it fine, so far

She lives on Love Street
Lingers long on Love Street
She has a house and garden
I would like to see what happens

La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la