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glam rock
Glam rock (also known as glitter rock) developed in the UK in the post-hippie early 1970s performed by singers and musicians wearing outrageous clothes, makeup, hairstyles, and platform-soled boots that musically was a guitar-driven hard rock sound incorporating proto-punk, soul and retro rock 'n' roll influences.
The flamboyant lyrics, costumes, and visual styles of glam performers were a campy, theatrical blend of nostalgic references to science fiction and old movies Read Full BioGlam rock (also known as glitter rock) developed in the UK in the post-hippie early 1970s performed by singers and musicians wearing outrageous clothes, makeup, hairstyles, and platform-soled boots that musically was a guitar-driven hard rock sound incorporating proto-punk, soul and retro rock 'n' roll influences.
The flamboyant lyrics, costumes, and visual styles of glam performers were a campy, theatrical blend of nostalgic references to science fiction and old movies, while the music was a return to a simpler, rawer and more populist form of rock after the perceived excesses of the preceding psychedelic and prog rock artists (though leading acts of the Glam era David Bowie and Queen were both parts of these scenes themselves and, along with Lou Reed and Roxy Music were strongly inclined towards Art Rock). In both these ways glam informed the aesthetics and attitude of many punk/new wave bands who were to emerge a few years later.
Largely a British phenomenon, glam rock peaked during the early 1970s. Marc Bolan and T. Rex, Gary Glitter, Sweet and Slade were some of the most popular artists of the movement, while other influential performers include David Bowie, Roxy Music, Mud, Queen, Mott the Hoople, Brian Eno and Suzi Quatro.
The style is not to be confused with shock rock.
The flamboyant lyrics, costumes, and visual styles of glam performers were a campy, theatrical blend of nostalgic references to science fiction and old movies Read Full BioGlam rock (also known as glitter rock) developed in the UK in the post-hippie early 1970s performed by singers and musicians wearing outrageous clothes, makeup, hairstyles, and platform-soled boots that musically was a guitar-driven hard rock sound incorporating proto-punk, soul and retro rock 'n' roll influences.
The flamboyant lyrics, costumes, and visual styles of glam performers were a campy, theatrical blend of nostalgic references to science fiction and old movies, while the music was a return to a simpler, rawer and more populist form of rock after the perceived excesses of the preceding psychedelic and prog rock artists (though leading acts of the Glam era David Bowie and Queen were both parts of these scenes themselves and, along with Lou Reed and Roxy Music were strongly inclined towards Art Rock). In both these ways glam informed the aesthetics and attitude of many punk/new wave bands who were to emerge a few years later.
Largely a British phenomenon, glam rock peaked during the early 1970s. Marc Bolan and T. Rex, Gary Glitter, Sweet and Slade were some of the most popular artists of the movement, while other influential performers include David Bowie, Roxy Music, Mud, Queen, Mott the Hoople, Brian Eno and Suzi Quatro.
The style is not to be confused with shock rock.
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Bohemian Rhapsody
by Queen
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo Figaro, magnifico
I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No we will not let you go, let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let me go
Will not let you go, let me go (never)
Never, never, never, never, never let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
For me
For me
So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Freddie Mercury
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Queen
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo Figaro, magnifico
I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No we will not let you go, let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let me go
Will not let you go, let me go (never)
Never, never, never, never, never let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
For me
For me
So you think you can stop me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Freddie Mercury
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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