Nietzsche y guitarras eléctricas

En primer lugar, hay que dejar clara una cosa: ODIAMOS A LOS NAZIS. El que la ultraderecha haya utilizado durante aņos a Nietzsche para sus propias fantasías totalitarias se debe únicamente a su propia ignorancia. Nietzsche (quien murió en 1900) era profundamente antinacionalista y no especialmente proalemán. Todos sabemos el sitio donde merecen estar los neo-nazis: la cárcel. De una vez por todas: el superhombre del que hablaba Nietzsche no es el ideal ario que soņó un loco con bigotito. El superhombre de Nietzsche solo tiene sentido en el plano ético y estético. Lo demás es basura para cerebros reblandecidos.


ESTA SECCION ESTA AUN EN PREPARACION


1 - PULP - The Will To Power (1985)

Introducción: Se trata este de un paradigmático ejemplo de lo dicho en la introducción. La confusión sobre el sentido de esta canción (de marcado tono irónico) llevó a que, durante algún tiempo, seguidores neonazis acudieran a los conciertos de Pulp pensando que eran uno de ellos. Nada más lejos de la realidad, los Pulp decidieron relegar esta canci&oaacuten para desterrar cualquier duda. En cualquier caso, la voluntad de poder es uno de los temas clásicos de Nietzsche. La fuerza de la letra es evidente y el hecho de que en esta canción la letra sea hablada más que cantada, refuerza el efecto discursivo.

Walking from the scene of some humiliation feeling like a dog
Walking from the scene of some romantic triumph feeling like God
Walk towards the small town lights, felt brighter than the lot of them.
Can have anything, can never fail
the will to power
the force of destiny and efficiency
Generations glimpse the high pitch, play it for real.
4 billion spectators look on -
- judging, analysing, losing, sinking, sswimming, striving, longing, failing.
Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs:
suck and sate, forces of fate
A polemic, a sharp cutter, a fashion, a spirit, a simplicity.
The only choice, the only voice in the darkness.
The only choice, the only voice.
1933, where are you now?
Where are the broken bottles?
Where's the toffs slumming it?
Where's the fanaticism?
Where's truth and beauty? Where's truth and beauty?



2 - DANDY WARHOLS - Trilogía inicial de "13 tales..." (Godless, Mohammed, Nietzsche)

Introducción: Bien, lo cierto es que más allá de la explícita NIETZSCHE (tercer corte del disco) es evidente la unidad de esta con las dos anteriores GODLESS y MOHAMMED, tanto desde el punto de vista musical como de las letras. Escuchándolas y, sobre todo, leyendo las letras, sobran las explicaciones.

Godless

Hey I said you're godless and
it seems like you're a souless friend
as spotless as you were back then
I swear that you are godless
hey I guess you're lonely when
I gave you all it took so then
a stranger there is ever been
I guess, it's what you wanted
it seems lonely I would be
I begged, I plead
but this is all that I have gotten
hey as for the day my friend
to hope that you could ever bend
I swear you are, I swear you are
I swear, that you are godless
hey I said you're godless
hey and you're a souless friend
hey I said you're heartless
and I swear, I swear
godless
godless
you're godless


Mohammed

Again and again
I get up and say
I only want to get a ride
I only want to do the right thing
but all these demons pass beside
I won't be today
I'm alone again
no one can make that alive
no one can say they're better, not when
all this freedom you get is a lie
again and again


Nietzsche

I want a god who stays dead
not plays dead
I, even, I, can play dead
I want a god who stays dead
not plays dead
I, even I, can play dead
I want a god who stays dead
not plays dead
I, even I, can play dead



3 - PAULA COLE - Nietzsche

Introducción: Más cerca del pop que del rock, no por ello Paula Cole se ha cortado a la hora de hacer letras (probablemente más conocida por aquella "Where have all the cowboys gone": Where is my John Wayne? / I will wash the dishes while you go have a beer / Where is my Marlboro man?...)

Nietzsche

How many times did
I have to hear you say to me
Self obsessed artist
Center of your universe
Well I believed your every word
And I believed you were my god
Nietzsche's eyes
Nietzsche's kind
Failed in flight to us
And all my love
Grandmother
Mother
And now I see it in myself
I take on the water
Until the dam threatens to break
I became a little doll
My voice became too small
I'm shakin'
I'm shakin'
I'm getting down this fantasy
And I'm shakin'
I'm shakin'
I'm getting down this
Getting down this
You were not my superman
I didn't know
Just how I felt
All my love
I'm shakin'
I'm shakin'
I'm getting down this fantasy
I'm shakin'
I'm shakin'
I'm getting down this, getting down this
You were not my superman
I wasn't honest
I tried to philosphize
Only too late did
I see I wore nietzsche's eyes
Now that I step back to see
I haven't been me
I'm shakin'
I'm shakin'
I'm getting down this fantasy
and I'm shakin'
I'm shakin'
I'm getting down this