I put a spell on you -
- whispers me YouTube and I do not mind.
We are watching and doing television now: go to the colony of lepers, stumble upon a video, restore the whole story in your memory - “just because you're mine”, whisper in your ear decades from a laptop.
This song has a long history. I Put a Spell on You written in 1956 by Jelasie Hawkins Screamin 'Jay Hawkins , lamenting about his beloved girlfriend gone. Very soon, the lyrics and emotional distress disappeared, and the passion remained, albeit clothed in more rigid forms, with mumbling and lamenting. In the end, in 1957, after producer Jay "dragged the chicken and watered everyone," everything mixed into this wonderful energy cocktail:
In 1968, Nina Simon caught up, reflecting every word in her bottomless sad eyes, "I would not like to bewitch you, but I will have to do it":
In 1969, Creedence Clearwater Revival , ripped that very Woodstock crazy, piercing solo, psychedelic picture - for several generations was cast the spell "music, peace and universal friendship and love":
The eightieth responded with Diamand Galall's insane, harsh cry, with a video sequence that was hard to see to the end:
Nick Cave and Bad Seeds (1984) echoed her - everything is wrong, guys, there is no friendship, there is nothing at all:
In the nineties, it was time for romantic ballads, velvet vocals and passionate languor, 1992, by Brian Ferry :
The beginning of the digital era - 2000, even among the concrete walls and red signal strokes there is a place for feelings and emotions - and what is it - the appearance of the first fears of Homo Sapiens before technologies and Homo Digital? So who is casting a spell on anyone? The sound is now digital too - Sonique :
In 2004, convincingly reassures Joe Cocker , putting everything in its place. It is hard not to believe the voice with such ingratiatingness and pressure, the spell will definitely be cast, because now enthusiasts, some active apologists of the new digital age, who have created the video, help:
Next is a new pulse, a sharp and flashy, wild energy of destruction of Marilyn Manson . IMHO, very precisely the sound of the video sequence based on the 1920 film The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari has been added to DisposableMisery , so here's the result of the work of Web 2.0 passionaries:
What has changed in these fifty years in us and in the world around us? It turned out that now we can find, see, read, and if we don’t find it, then create - any information in a short time. Someone is afraid of this and frightens others with brain damage, someone makes a cult out of it, someone gets pleasure - creating and perceiving something created by others. Now we are our own television, and especially our own means of brain exhaustion, the media. Time gives us - freedom and dependence, threat and security - at the same time. A short indifferent look at the kiosk with fresh printed materials - like our ancestors, eccentrics, used limited sources of information - without sounds, video, hypertext?
A simple song about an unhappy love - only it seems unsophisticated, but in fact it is always something more, right? And time - does it introduce its own amendments and a new meaning?
Noticed - all versions of the song are united by one thing - a spell that inevitably superimposes on the audience by singers (listen carefully, at a certain time the songs can be heard muttering, whispers, words of a completely non-existent language, music helps in some variants, a cry). Something in common with this frivolous song with the era of computers with its bottomless eyes, in which we are destined to drown, don't you find? It, this digital age, or rather, we ourselves, who make it up, cast a spell on us, swallowing us whole - what will happen tomorrow? Every day brings something new, what? In what tomorrow we wake up today? What new will we make?
Time, with the aid of the talking eye of YouTube, meanwhile, responds:
I put a spell on you
cause youre mine
You better stop the things you do
I aint lyin
No i aint lyin
You know i cant stand it
Youre runnin around
You know better daddy
I cant stand it cause you put me down
I put a spell on you
Because youre mine
Youre mine
I love ya
I love you
I love you
I love you anyhow
And I dont care
If you dont want me
Im yours right now
You hear me
I put a spell on you
Because youre mine
Mockingly sounds: You better stop the things you do - how can you stop now?
')
PS Before singing, Jelasie Hawkins was a boxer and professional pianist. He died in February 2000 and is rumored to have left behind 50 children. If it seemed to you that you are one of them, it is recommended to visit www.jayskids.com (in view of the temporary inoperability of the site, please contact those who invented it ). A portion of the facts about “I Put A Spell On You” can be found here . Thanks for attention.
We are watching and doing television now: go to the colony of lepers, stumble upon a video, restore the whole story in your memory - “just because you're mine”, whisper in your ear decades from a laptop.
This song has a long history. I Put a Spell on You written in 1956 by Jelasie Hawkins Screamin 'Jay Hawkins , lamenting about his beloved girlfriend gone. Very soon, the lyrics and emotional distress disappeared, and the passion remained, albeit clothed in more rigid forms, with mumbling and lamenting. In the end, in 1957, after producer Jay "dragged the chicken and watered everyone," everything mixed into this wonderful energy cocktail:
In 1968, Nina Simon caught up, reflecting every word in her bottomless sad eyes, "I would not like to bewitch you, but I will have to do it":
In 1969, Creedence Clearwater Revival , ripped that very Woodstock crazy, piercing solo, psychedelic picture - for several generations was cast the spell "music, peace and universal friendship and love":
The eightieth responded with Diamand Galall's insane, harsh cry, with a video sequence that was hard to see to the end:
Nick Cave and Bad Seeds (1984) echoed her - everything is wrong, guys, there is no friendship, there is nothing at all:
In the nineties, it was time for romantic ballads, velvet vocals and passionate languor, 1992, by Brian Ferry :
The beginning of the digital era - 2000, even among the concrete walls and red signal strokes there is a place for feelings and emotions - and what is it - the appearance of the first fears of Homo Sapiens before technologies and Homo Digital? So who is casting a spell on anyone? The sound is now digital too - Sonique :
In 2004, convincingly reassures Joe Cocker , putting everything in its place. It is hard not to believe the voice with such ingratiatingness and pressure, the spell will definitely be cast, because now enthusiasts, some active apologists of the new digital age, who have created the video, help:
Next is a new pulse, a sharp and flashy, wild energy of destruction of Marilyn Manson . IMHO, very precisely the sound of the video sequence based on the 1920 film The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari has been added to DisposableMisery , so here's the result of the work of Web 2.0 passionaries:
What has changed in these fifty years in us and in the world around us? It turned out that now we can find, see, read, and if we don’t find it, then create - any information in a short time. Someone is afraid of this and frightens others with brain damage, someone makes a cult out of it, someone gets pleasure - creating and perceiving something created by others. Now we are our own television, and especially our own means of brain exhaustion, the media. Time gives us - freedom and dependence, threat and security - at the same time. A short indifferent look at the kiosk with fresh printed materials - like our ancestors, eccentrics, used limited sources of information - without sounds, video, hypertext?
A simple song about an unhappy love - only it seems unsophisticated, but in fact it is always something more, right? And time - does it introduce its own amendments and a new meaning?
Noticed - all versions of the song are united by one thing - a spell that inevitably superimposes on the audience by singers (listen carefully, at a certain time the songs can be heard muttering, whispers, words of a completely non-existent language, music helps in some variants, a cry). Something in common with this frivolous song with the era of computers with its bottomless eyes, in which we are destined to drown, don't you find? It, this digital age, or rather, we ourselves, who make it up, cast a spell on us, swallowing us whole - what will happen tomorrow? Every day brings something new, what? In what tomorrow we wake up today? What new will we make?
Time, with the aid of the talking eye of YouTube, meanwhile, responds:
I put a spell on you
cause youre mine
You better stop the things you do
I aint lyin
No i aint lyin
You know i cant stand it
Youre runnin around
You know better daddy
I cant stand it cause you put me down
I put a spell on you
Because youre mine
Youre mine
I love ya
I love you
I love you
I love you anyhow
And I dont care
If you dont want me
Im yours right now
You hear me
I put a spell on you
Because youre mine
Mockingly sounds: You better stop the things you do - how can you stop now?
')
PS Before singing, Jelasie Hawkins was a boxer and professional pianist. He died in February 2000 and is rumored to have left behind 50 children. If it seemed to you that you are one of them, it is recommended to visit www.jayskids.com (in view of the temporary inoperability of the site, please contact those who invented it ). A portion of the facts about “I Put A Spell On You” can be found here . Thanks for attention.
Source: https://habr.com/ru/post/16573/
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