IT'S BETTER TO BURN OUT...

Acerca de las canciones que se apoderan de nosotros. De los versos que atrapan a todo aquel que se asoma a mirarlos. Y que nunca descansan, manisfestándose como fantasmas, reapareciendo escondidos entre versos que no los vieron nacer.

Empecemos este viaje con aquel mítico directo de Neil Young de 1979. Amanece un himno acústico que muere bajo forma eléctrica. El fin del punk, en uno de sus últimos estertores. Con algunos de los versos más esclarecedores sobre el circo del rock and roll.

Más allá de las versiones, de los homenajes, Neil Young vaga en Kurt Cobain, Dover, y no sé cuantos más que desconozco. Es el precio de la inmortalidad.

MY MY HEY HEY (OUT OF THE BLUE)

My my, hey hey
Rock and roll is here to stay
It's better to burn out than to fade away
My my, hey hey

Out of the blue and into the black
They give you this, but you pay for that
And once you're gone, you can never come back
When you're out of the blue and into the black

The king is gone but he's not forgotten
This is the story of a Johnny Rotten
It's better to burn out than it is to rust
The king is gone but he's not forgotten

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture than meets the eye
Hey hey, my my

HEY HEY MY MY (INTO THE BLACK)

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There’s more to the picture than meets the eye
Hey hey, my my

Out of the blue and into the black
You pay for this, but they give you that
And once you’re gone, you can’t come back
When you’re out of the blue and into the black.

The king is gone but he’s not forgotten
Is this the story of Johnny Rotten?
It’s better to burn out ’cause rust never sleeps
The king is gone but he’s not forgotten.

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There’s more to the picture than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my

Neil Young, Rust never sleeps, 1979