I tifosi del Newcastle cantano Our house dei Madness
I tifosi del Newcaslte cantano Our House dei Madness, una scena che racchiude perfettamente gli item che uniscono calcio e musica, tanto cari ai nostri lettori, i footballer a 45 giri.
E’ Novembre 2023, i Magpies giocano la gara di ritorno del girone di Champions League a Dortmund contro il BVB – Borussia, dopo aver perso in casa allo stadio St. James Park. E’ il giorno prima della partita e la tifoseria si riunisce o viene coivogliata dale forze dell’ordine per motivi di ordine pubblico, in una piazza..una piazza che conosco molto bene, io che vi scrivo, poichè ci sonon stato nel 2006 quando partii con un camper battente badiera Guinness e tricolore alla volta della semifinale della Coppa del mondo di calcio contro i locali vinta dagli azzurri…ma bando ai ricordi torniamo a noi, alla musica ed al calcio.
Tra i festeggiamenti emerge la musica, sparata dagli altoparlanti presenti in piazza, anzi in tutta la città, che in quearo caso passano niente meno che i Madness!
La Toon Army a questo punto si scatena, tutti cantano Our House, perla della musica ska – new wave…oltretutto i Madness hanno da sempre un forte legame sia con le sottoculture, argomento a noi molto caro, che con i tifosi di calcio.
Il brano usci come insogolo nel 1982, ma estratto dal disco The Rise and Fall pubblicato da etichette Stiff Records.
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother’s tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister’s sighing in her sleep
Brother’s got a date to keep
He can’t hang aroundOur house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of ourOur house it has a crowd
There’s always something happening
And it’s usually quite loud
Our mum, she’s so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowedOur house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house (Something tells you)
(That you’ve got to move away from it) In the middle of ourFather gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
She’s the one they’re going to miss
In lots of waysOur house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of ourI remember way back then
When everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time
Such a fine time, such a happy time
And I remember how we’d play
Simply waste the day away
Then we’d say nothing would come between us
Two dreamersFather wears his Sunday best
Mother’s tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister’s sighing in her sleep
Brother’s got a date to keep
He can’t hang aroundOur house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of ourOur house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house