60's

This song goes unbelievably well with Vietnam War footage. Has the be the most stereotypically 60's video I've ever seen.

"C'era un ragazzo che come me amava i Beatles e i Rolling Stones" by Gianni Morandi, 1966

Translation:

There was this guy who, just like me, loved the Beatles and the Rolling Stones

There was a guy

who, just like me,

loved the Beatles and the Rolling Stones.

He travelled all over the world,

he came from the United States of America.



He wasn't handsome

but next to him
there were thousands of women, yeah,
he sang Help and Ticket to Ride

or Lady Jane or Yesterday.

He sang long live to freedom
!
but he received a letter.

He gave me his guitar,

he was called back to America.



Stop with Rolling Stones!

Stop with Beatles, stop!

They told him: «Go to Vietnam

and shoot Vietcongs.»

tatata.... 


There was a guy

who, just like me,

loved the Beatles and the Rolling Stones.

He travelled all over the world,

but then he ended up making war in Vietnam.



He no longer wears

long hair,

he doesn't play the guitar, but

an instrument

that always makes
the same note: t-ra ta ta ta.

He has no more friends,

he has no more fans,

he sees people falling down.

He won't return back to his country,

now he's dead in Vietnam.



Stop with Rolling Stones!

Stop with Beatles, stop!

In his chest there is not an heart anymore,

but two or three medals.

tatata...

Written in 1956, recorded in 1959, released in 1960.

Non, rien de rien
No, nothing at all

Non, je ne regrette rien
No, I don't regret anything at all

Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait
Neither the good things they did to me

Ni le mal, tout ça m'est bien égal
Nor the bad, everything is same to me

Non, rien de rien
No, nothing at all

Non, je ne regrette rien
No, I don't regret anything at all

C'est payé, balayé, oublié
It's paid, swept away, forgotten

Je me fous de passé
I don't care about the past

Avec mes souvenirs
With my memories

J'ai allumé le feu
I've lit up the fire

Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
My troubles, my pleasures

Je n'ai plus besoin d'eux
I don't need them anymore

Balayées les amours
Swept away the romances

Avec leurs trémolos
With their trembles

Balayés pour toujours
Swept away for eternity

Je repars à zéro
I start again from zero

Non, rien de rien
No, nothing at all

Non, je ne regrette rien
No, I don't regret anything at all

Ni le bien, qu'on m'a fait
Neither the good things they did to me

Ni le mal, tout ça m'est bien égal
Nor the bad, everything is same to me

Non, rien de rien
No, nothing at all

Non, je ne regrette rien
No, I don't regret anything at all

Car ma vie, car mes joies
Because my life, because my joys

Aujourd'hui ça commence avec toi
Today, it begins with you

The Zappa version of Happy Together is fun. I had to restrain myself from blasting that song when I had a roommate who argued loudly with his girlfriend way too much. Played the "world is a vampire" instead

my favorite social commentary Kinks song; can almost imagine older Long Islanders stuck in the same, boring job.




Here's your reward for working so hard
Gone on the lavatories in the back yard
Gone all the days when you dreamed of that car
You just want to sit in your shangri-la

The little man who gets the train
Has got a mortgage hanging over his head
But he's too scared to complain
'Cause he's conditioned that way

This is fitting.