Friday, May 25, 2007

Born in the 1950s and rocking 50 years after

The Police is a band from the 1980s. Singer and bass guitarist Sting, guitarist Andy Summers and drummer Stewart Copeland rose to the top of rock in the 1980s, with eight Platinum records in the USA.
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads its sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
Just another day
God bid yesterday goodbye

Bring on the night
I couldn't spend another hour of daylight
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight

The future is but a question mark
Hangs above my head there in the dark
Can't see for the brightness
Is staring me blind
God bid yesterday goodbye

(From Bring on the Night)

After The Police disbanded, Sting continued to release songs, but the band, The Police, seemed destined to fade away. Then, in 2007, The Police reunited to perform at the 49th Annual Grammy Awards. They also announced they would be touring together as The Police and playing at the Live Earth concert in July 2007.

A connecting principle,
Linked to the invisible
Almost imperceptible
Something inexpressible.
Science insusceptible
Logic so inflexible
Causally connectible
Yet nothing is invincible.
(From Synchronicity I)

The Police were always different from other bands in the 1980s. They reminded me of the Byrds from the 1960s. Same sweet voices and social conscience, same dynamic stage presence and unique musical style. Same bittersweet angst of youth as understanding dawns.

There is no political solution
To our troubled evolution
Have no faith in constitution
There is no bloody revolution

We are spirits in the material world
(From Spirits in the Material World)

I remember The Police because the 1980s were a time of changes for me. I began the 1980s being married in Zihuatanejo, Mexico and ended the 1980s divorced, a single mother with a child, attending college. I guess you would say this was the decade when I grew up. Many of the lyrics to the songs of The Police resonate with me for this reason.

Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair
(From Message in a Bottle)

Most of the songs of The Police are now classics as you can see from the listing below of their new--yes, NEW, album. I love it! Rock and roll will never die as long as bands like The Police keep playing.

The Police CD

Disc One Tracks
1. Fallout
2. Can't Stand Losing You
3. Next to You
4. Roxanne
5. Truth Hits Everybody
6. Hole in My Life
7. So Lonely
8. Message in a Bottle
9. Reggatta de Blanc
10. Bring on the Night
11. Walking on the Moon
12. Don't Stand So Close to Me
13. Driven to Tears
14. Canary in a Coalmine

Disc Two Tracks
1. Do Do Do de da da Da
2. Voices Inside My Head
3. Invisible Sun
4. Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic
5. Spirits in the Material World
6. Demolition Man
7. Every Breath You Take
8. Synchronicity I
9. Wrapped Around Your Finger
10. Walking in Your Footsteps
11. Synchronicity II
12. King of Pain
13. Murder by Numbers
14. Tea in the Sahara

Follow this link to purchase the police cd. Make plans to see them on tour. They will rock you.

I will leave you with what I consider to be the best song from The Police, sponsor of this post, who were born in the 1950s and rocking 50 years after . . .

We were born
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties

My mother cried
When president Kennedy died
She said it was the communists
But I knew better

Would they drop the bomb on us
While we made love on the beach
We were the class they couldn't teach
'Cos we knew better

We were born
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties

They screamed
When the Beatles sang
And they laughed when the King fell down the stars
Oh they should've known better

Oh we hated our Aunt
Then we messed in our pants
Then we lost our faith and prayed to the TV
Oh we should've known better

We were born
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties
Born in the fifties

We freeze like statues on the pages of history
Living was never like this when we took all those G.C.E.'s
Oh you opened the door for us
And then you turned to dust

You don't understand us
So don't reprimand us
We're taking the future
We don't need no teacher
From Born in the 50's)

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