En el conocido sello Stiff Ian Dury y los Blockheads grabaron una serie de discos muy aprovechables dentro de la escena new wave. El inglés Dury nació el 12 de mayo de 1942 en la localidad de Upminster, Essex.
En su niñez sufrió la polio, hecho que condicionaría su físico. Después de terminar en el instituto, estudió arte y mientras daba clases de pintura decidió que dejaba el pincel, por lo menos profesionalmente, para intentar buscarse un hueco en la música.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
...SWEET GENE VINCENT... by Ian Dury & The Blockheads ------------------------.............................
*from 'New Boots and Panties!!' (1977)*
Intro: (Spoken)
F Blue Gene baby...
F, Dm (x2)
FDm Skinny white sailor, the chances were slender, FDm The beauties were brief. FDm Shall I mourn your decline, with some Thunderbird wine, FDm And a black handkerchief?
FBb I miss your sad, Virginia whisper. G7CCaug I miss the voice, that called my heart.
BbAmDmBbAmGm Sweet Gene Vincent, young and old and gone. CA7Dm Sweet Gene Vincent.
(n.C) Who, who, who slapped John?
Interlude: (Faster Tempo)
G, D, G
Break:
G (n.C) White face, black shirt, white socks, black shoes. Black hair, white Strat, bled white, died black.
Verse 1:
GCGCGD Sweet Gene Vincent, let the blue cats roll to-night; GCGCGDG At the sock hop ball, in the union hall, where the bop is their de-light.
Verse 2:
GCG Here come duck-tailed Danny, dragging Uncanny Annie, CGD She's the one with the flying feet. GCGCGDG You can break the peace, daddy sickle grease; the beat is reet com-plete.
Bridge 1:
CGG7 And you jump back honey in the dungarees, tight sweater and a pony tail; C Will you guess her age, when she comes back stage? A7D7C#7 The hoodlums bite their nails.
Solo:
C, GG7, CD7G
Break:
G (n.C) Black gloves, white frost, black crepe, white lead. White sheet, black knight, jet black, dead white.
Verse 3:
GCGCGD Sweet Gene Vincent; there's one in every town, GCGCGDG And the Devil drives, 'till the hearse ar-rives and you lay that pistol down.
Verse 4:
GCGCGD Sweet Gene Vincent; there's nowhere left to hide. GCGCGDG With lazy skin and ash-tray eyes; a perfo-rated pride.
Solo:
DC (x2)
Verse 5:
GCGCGD So farewell ma-demoi-selle Knicker-bocker Hotel, fare-well to money owed. GCGC But when your leg still hurts, and you need more shirts, GDG You got to get back on the road.