Kritisk musik om krig

[Dilbert]

Barry McGuire - Eve of destruction
Bob Dylan - A hard rain's a-gonna fall, Masters of war
Boris Vian - Le déserteur ('Jag står här på ett torg')
Clash - The call up
Donovan - Universal soldier
Ebba Grön - Totalvägra
Elvis Costello - Peace in our time, Shipbuilding
John Lennon & Yoko Ono - Happy Xmas (War is over)
Kinks - Some mother's son
Men They Couldn't Hang - Green fields of France
Neil Young - Ohio
Plastic Ono Band - Give peace a chance
Pogues - And the band played Waltzing Matilda
Reggae Team - Soldat ska
Simon & Garfunkel - Last night I had the strangest dream ('I natt jag drömde')
Traste & Superstararna - Space race
Tältorkestern - Aldrig mera krig
XTC - War dance, Generals and majors, This world over

[Sarvi]

Fick ett anfall av Hassan-sjuka, och undrar om det idag finns någon populärkulturmusik som är för krig?

[elRappo]

Fragile med Sting räknar jag som en antikrigslåt, enormt bra låt, som griper en långt ner i själen.

Gimme Shelter med Rolling Stones

Unknown Soldier med the Doors.

U2 har även dom en stor bunt me finfina antikrigslåtar, Sunday Bloody Sunday etc.

Morning Dew rätt cool låt, gjorts en del covers på.. själv gillar jag Jeff Becks version.

edit:

Ja o sen har vi ju WarPigs med BlackSabbath naturligtvis.

[Dilbert]

Fick ett anfall av Hassan-sjuka, och undrar om det idag finns någon populärkulturmusik som är för krig?

Hoola Bandoola Bands Fred (Till Melanie) kanske kvalar in?

[Dûrion Annûndil]

Mot krig:
Alphaville - Forever Young

Let’s dance in style, lets dance for a while
Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you going to drop the bomb or not?

Let us die young or let us live forever
We don’t have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music’s for the sad men

Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders we’re getting in tune
The music’s played by the madmen

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever

Mvh -Dan

[CvD]

Mot krig:
Status que - In the army now

A vacation in a forreign land
Uncle Sam does the best he can
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Now you remember what the draftman said
Nothing to do all day but stay in bed
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

You be the hero of thw neiborhood
Nobody knows that you left for good
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Smiling faces as you wait to land
But once you get there no one gives a damn
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Hand grenades flying over your head
Missiles flying over your head
If you want to survive get out of bed
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Shots ring out in the dad of night
The sergant calls (stand up and fight)
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

You've got your orders better shoot on sight
Your finger's on the trigger
But it don't seem right
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Night is falling and you just can't see
Is this illusion or reality
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now
You're in the army now
Oh, oh, you're in the army now

Oh, oh, you're in the army now

[Figaro]

Mot krig:
Status que - In the army now

... originalet av bröderna Bolland (Bolland & Bolland)

Ett annat exempel på musik mot krig: Lars-Erik Larssons "Förklädd Gud" till text av Hjalmar Gullberg. Inledningen ("Ej för de starka i världen men för de svaga...") lades till efter den tyska invasionen av Danmark och Norge.

... och givetvis också WAR av Norman Whitfield och Barrett Strong. Edwin Starr och Bruce Springsteen har väl spelat in de mest kända versionerna av den här låten.

[MoparMadness]

Låten Paschendale med Iron Maiden, från senaste skivan Dance of Death:

In a foreign field he lay
lonely soldier unknown grave
on his dying words he prays
tell the world of Paschendale

Relive all that he's been through
last communion of his soul
rust your bullets with his tears
let me tell you 'bout his years

Laying low in a blood filled trench
killing time 'til my very own death
on my face I can feel the falling rain
never see my friends again
in the smoke, in the mud and lead
smell of fear and feeling of dread
soon be time to go over the wall
rapid fire and the end of us all

Whistles, shouts and more gun fire
lifeless bodies hang on barbwire
battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb
be reunited with my dead friends soon
many soldiers eighteen years
drown in mud, no more tears
surely a war no one can win
killing time about to begin

Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again

The bodies of ours and our foes
the sea of death it overflows
in no man's land God only knows
into jaws of death we go...

Crucified as if on a cross
allied troops, they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine
such before has never been seen
swear I heard the angels cry
pray to God no more may die
so that people know the truth
tell the tale of Paschendale

Cruelty has a human heart
everyman does play his part
terror of the men we kill
the human heart is hungry still

I stand my ground for the very last time
gun is ready as I stand in line
nervous wait for the whistle to blow
rush of blood and over we go...

Blood is falling like the rain
its crimson cloak unveils again
the sound of guns can't hide their shame
and so we die in Paschendale

Dodging shrapnel and barbwire
running straight at cannon fire
running blind as I hold my breath
say a prayer symphony of death
as we charge the enemy lines
a burst of fire and we go down

I choke a cry but no one hears
feel the blood go down my throat

Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again

See my spirit on the wind
across the lines beyond the hill
friend and foe will meet again
those who died at Paschendale

[sonderling]

Fick ett anfall av Hassan-sjuka, och undrar om det idag finns någon populärkulturmusik som är för krig?

Hmmm..tänkte precis samma sak. Hur var det med alla dessa Heavy Metal band ( Saxon, Iron maiden, Judas Priest m.m.)man lyssnade på i sin ungdom. Det var en himla massa låtar om svärd, rustningar, krig och slag.
Fast det kanske var meningen som antikrigiska men isåfall fick de motsatt effekt.

Sonderling

Fast Black Sabbath,s War Pigs är ju klockrent antikrigisk.

[Mako]

Creedence: Fortunate son
Primal Scream: Swastika Eyes

[Daniel L]

Primal Scream: Swastika Eyes

Swastika Eyes kan nog inte riktigt betecknas som en anti-krigslåt även om den berör ämnet. I Tyskland fick den inte ha titeln Swastika Eyes så där blev den omdöpt till War Pigs. Här följer några kommentarer av Gillespie själv.

When pushed, Gillespie has this to say about the single's subject matter. "You know that CNN view of the world?" he asks rhetorically. "That Americanization of the world? US international terrorism? I guess it's about that. We thought the swastika was the most powerful image of totalitarianism, and we thought it was a fantastic insult: 'you've got swastika eyes' "That was a good image. We thought those words were good words. It's the new world order, America just dropping fire everywhere and anywhere they like. Under the guise of NATO or the United Nations, America drops bombs all over the planet. Fucking does what it fucking likes, and no-one fucking cares. And Britain's part of that." He pauses for breath. "It's just anti-authoritarian. I guess that's it really."

http://www.astralwerks.com/primalscream/story.html

mvh/ Daniel

[Solitaire]

Metallica - Master of Puppets.

[Ferocius]

Metallica - Master of Puppets.

Master of Puppets handlar om droger, om jag inte minns fel. Däremot finns låten Disposable Heroes på samma skiva, den kvalar nog in på listan. Fantastisk låt också, om jag bara får tilläga det.

[Solitaire]

Tänkte på Disposable Heroes, blandad ihop låtarna:

Disposable Heroes

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away

Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields I see
the slaughter never ends

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away

Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here

I was born for dying

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun

Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away


Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman

Back to the front

Metallica har ju också den något mer krigspositiva "Don't tread on me".

[Ferocius]

Tänkte på Disposable Heroes, blandad ihop låtarna:

Ja, Disposabel Heroes är ju i alla fall på skivan Master of Puppets, så helt fel var det ju inte