Ciúmes, ódios e jogos de poder acabaram com um dos grupos mais carismáticos da década de oitenta.
The Police, Roxanne
Roxanne, you don’t have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don’t have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne, you don’t have to wear that dress tonight
Walk these streets for money
You don’t care if it’s wrong or if it’s right
Roxanne, you don’t have to put on the red light
Roxanne, you don’t have to put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
I love you since I’ve knew you
I wouldn’t talk down to you
I have to tell you just how I feel
I won’t share you with another boy
I know my mind is made up
So put away your makeup
Tell you once I won’t tell you again it’s a bad way
Roxanne, you don’t have to put on the red light
Roxanne, you don’t have to put on the red light
You don’t have to
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
You don’t have to
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Roxanne, put on the red light
Eram três seres humanos muito diferentes que se tinham juntado em 1977, exclusivamente para apanhar o comboio do sucesso.
A banda era constituída por:
- Andy Summers, guitarras;
- Stewart Copeland, bateria;
- Sting, baixo
The Police, Every breath you take
Every breath you take
every move you make
every bond you break
every step you take
i'll be watching you every single day
every word you say
every game you play
every night you stay
i'll be watching you oh can't you see, you belong to me
how my poor heart aches, with every step you take
with every move you make
with every vow you break
every smile you fake, every claim you stake
i'll be watching you since you've gone, i've been lost without a trace
I dream every night I can only see your face
I look around but its you I can't replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep calling baby, baby, pleaseoh can't you see, you belong to me
that my poor heart aches, with every step you take
with every move you make, and every vow you break
every smile you fake, every claim you stake
i'll be watching you every move you make, every step you take
i'll be watching youi'll be watching you Every breath you take
every move you make
every bond you break
i'll be watching you every single day
every word you say
every game you play
i'll be watching you every move you make
every vow you break
every smile you fake
i'll be watching youe very single day
every word you say
every game you play
i'll be watching you Every breath you take
every move you make
every bond you break
i'll be watching you every single day
every word you say
every game you play
i'll be watching you every move you make
every vow you break
every smile you fake
i'll be watching you
Para Andy Summers, tratava-se praticamente da última oportunidade. Nascido em, 1942, tocava já há 15 anos sem qualquer êxito.
Stewart Copeland, americano nascido em 1952, saboreou um curto sucesso como baterista dos Curved Air.
Gordon Matthew Summer, nascido em 1951, alias Sting, um músico que combatia as suas frustações tocando jazz, em grupos de entusiastas do género, enquanto dedilhava o baixo.
Entre 1977 e 1984, gravaram cinco albúns, dos quais se extraíram diamantes como Roxanne, Message in the Bottle, Every Little She Does Is Magic, Every Breath You Take.
The Police foram da explosão do Punk, à New Wave, bebendo no Ska, no Reggae, na música étnica, aproximando-se do Jazz…
The Police, Every Little She Does Is Magic
Though I've tried before to tell her
Of the feelings I have for her in my heart
Every time that I come near her
I just lose my nerve as I've done from the start
Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on Do I have to tell the story
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
It's a big enough umbrella
But it's always me that ends up getting wet
Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on
I resolve to call her up a thousand times a day
And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way
But my silent fears have gripped me
Long before I reach the phone
Long before my tongue has tripped me
Must I always be alone?
Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on
Sting dava ares de Deus do Rock.
«Se alguma vez falar em ressuscitar os Police, autorizo, que me internem num manicómio.», Sting
Ofendidos, os seus companheiros enveredaram por vidas profissionais fora dos grandes palcos.
Vinte e quatro anos depois, Sting pôs de lado as discórdias e tocou a rebate…
Este Verão, uma digressão à escala planetária… Lisboa incluída… 25 de Setembro de 2007… Estado Nacional…
Meus Senhores e Minhas Senhoras, The Police!
Álbuns
- Outlandos d'Amour (1978)
- Reggatta de Blanc (1979)
- Zenyatta Mondatta (1980)
- Ghost in the Machine (1981)
- Synchronicity (1983)
- Live! (1995)
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