Attention, chef d'oeuvre ! Pourtant, on reproche facilement à "Setting Sons", sa dernière chanson : "Heatwave", trop différente du reste, trop soul peut-être, et on en oublie qu'avant, il y a neuf titres impeccables aux mélodies vives, aux rythmes secs et tendus. "Setting Sons" est assurément mon disque préféré du groupe. Je pourrais citer presque tous les morceaux tellement, il n'y a pour ainsi dire ici rien à jeter, avec une légère préférence peut-être pour "Little Boy Soldiers". Mais "Saturday's Kids" ou le single "The Eton Rifles" sont superbes aussi. Bref, The Jam est à son meilleur et si vous ne devez acheter qu'un seul disque du groupe - ce qui serait dommage tout de même : "All Mod Cons" et "Sounds Affect" sont aussi excellents - ça serait sans doute celui-là. Paul Weller et sa bande se démarque définitivement du reste de la mouvance punk avec leurs influences très sixties et s'ils sont aujourd'hui un peu les oubliés du punk par rapport à leurs illustres contemporains, leur impact est tout aussi important dans l'histoire de la pop anglaise. Jolie confiture en quelque sorte ...
Vidéo de "The Eton Rifles" :
Sup up your beer and collect your fags,
Theres a row going on down near slough,
Get out your mat and pray to the west,
Ill get out mine and pray for myself.
Thought you were smart when you took them on,
But you didnt take a peep in their artillery room,
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest,
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest.
Hello-hurrah - what a nice day - for the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - I hope rain stops play - with the eton rifles.
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse,
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes,
Compose a revolutionary symphony,
Then went to bed with a charming young thing.
Hello-hurrah - cheers then mate - its the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - an extremist scrape - with the eton rifles.
What a catalyst you turned out to be,
Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea,
Left me standing - like a guilty (naughty) schoolboy.
We came out of it naturally the worst,
Beaten and bloody and I was sick down my shirt,
We were no match for their untamed wit,
Though some of the lads said theyll be back next week.
Hello-hurrah - theres a price to pay - to the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - Id prefer the plague - to the eton rifles.
Hello-hurrah - theres a price to pay - to the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - Id prefer the plague - to the eton rifles.
(The Eton Rifles - The Jam "Settings Sons" - 1979)
Vidéo de "The Eton Rifles" :
Sup up your beer and collect your fags,
Theres a row going on down near slough,
Get out your mat and pray to the west,
Ill get out mine and pray for myself.
Thought you were smart when you took them on,
But you didnt take a peep in their artillery room,
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest,
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest.
Hello-hurrah - what a nice day - for the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - I hope rain stops play - with the eton rifles.
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse,
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes,
Compose a revolutionary symphony,
Then went to bed with a charming young thing.
Hello-hurrah - cheers then mate - its the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - an extremist scrape - with the eton rifles.
What a catalyst you turned out to be,
Loaded the guns then you run off home for your tea,
Left me standing - like a guilty (naughty) schoolboy.
We came out of it naturally the worst,
Beaten and bloody and I was sick down my shirt,
We were no match for their untamed wit,
Though some of the lads said theyll be back next week.
Hello-hurrah - theres a price to pay - to the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - Id prefer the plague - to the eton rifles.
Hello-hurrah - theres a price to pay - to the eton rifles,
Hello-hurrah - Id prefer the plague - to the eton rifles.
(The Eton Rifles - The Jam "Settings Sons" - 1979)
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