The band started when Jorge González and Miguel Tapia decided to start their own band while being high school students. They were inexperienced but enthusiastic, after many practices and writing songs, they asked Claudio Narea if he would like to join them, and impressed by the music they were making, he accepted. Towards the early 80's they went through some name changes and before settling on "Los Prisioneros" they had the name "Los Vinchukas" as their original name. In 1983, they had played a number of local shows and that's when they met Carlos Fonseca, their future manager. Through him, they managed to score a record deal with Fusión Producciones.
In 1984, the band's debut album was released, with the hit song "La Voz De Los '80" (which was never a single). They reached acclaim in the radio and by the next year they would be touring. In 1986, their long awaited second album "Pateando Piedras" went double Platinum album in Chile. By that time, the group was invited to perform at Argentina's Chateau Rock Festival and later to a similar event in Montevideo, Uruguay. They continued touring and they became more successful mainstream wise.
The band disbanded in 1992, then as a quartet with additional members Cecilia Aguayo (keyboards) and Robert Rodríguez (guitar), since Claudio Narea had left the band earlier in 1990.
The original lineup of the band decided to get back together in 2001, offering two massive concerts in the National Stadium of Santiago, and then releasing "Los Prisioneros", their first original studio album in 13 years. However, internal problems between González and Narea led again to the departure of the guitarist in 2001. Los Prisioneros continued working as a duet with guest members like Álvaro Henríquez whom with they released a cover album. In 2004 two additional musicians joined the band: Sergio "Coty" Badilla and Gonzalo Yáñez, releasing their sixth album Manzana the same year. A little while after the release of the album band members decided to establish themselves in Mexico, attempting to get more international exposure. Yáñez decided not to leave Chile and left the band. After touring through several locations in North and South America, they finally disbanded in 2006.
Brigada De Negro
Los Prisioneros Lyrics
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Al final del callejón se abre una ciudad
La niebla oculta nuestros rasgos y moja la vereda
Empieza otra noche de sábado
Los autos y las fiestas ya rodean el ambiente
El frío no es frío si compras diversión
Las luces de las barcas lastiman a nuestros ojos
Sábado en la noche, la gente estúpida sobra
Sábado en la noche, quien pesca a una chiquilla
Sábado en la noche, nadando en alcohol y tabaco
Sábado en la noche, alegría de vivir ellos dicen
Los chaquetones negros traían en los bolsillos cuadernos negros
Y ya empezamos a tomar nota de lo que se ve aquí
En las manos aparecen sendas cámaras negras
Fotografiando sin cesar
Sábado en la noche, la gente estúpida sobra
Sábado en la noche, quien pesca a una chiquilla
Sábado en la noche, nadando en alcohol y tabaco
Sábado en la noche, alegría de vivir ellos dicen
La noche es joven, para lucir letreros en la ropa
Convence a tu chiquilla, que te pareces a su ídolo
Manténganse despiertos, dennos sus mejores poses
Ocultos en la niebla, no pueden vernos
En las paredes matutinas verás este domingo
Las fotos de la noche anterior
Vas a reconocer a varios de tus amigos
Y cuando veas tu nombre al pie no lo podrás creer
Sábado en la noche, la gente estúpida sobra
Sábado en la noche, quien pesca a una chiquilla
Sábado en la noche, nadando en alcohol y tabaco
Sábado en la noche, alegría de vivir ellos dicen
The lyrics to "Brigada De Negro" by Los Prisioneros depict a group of individuals walking down a dark street in their black jackets. As they reach the end of the alleyway, they enter a city where the fog conceals their features and dampens the pavement. The night is young, and the cars and parties overtake the environment. The cold is not felt if you buy entertainment. However, the bright lights of the party boats hurt their eyes. The place is filled with a smell of deception. The group, dressed in black, carries black notebooks in their pockets and begins to take note of what they see, using black cameras to capture every moment.
The chorus repeats "Saturday night" and describes the stupidity of the people around them. The individuals they see are fishing for girls and swimming in alcohol and tobacco, claiming to be enjoying life. The night is young, and the group takes photos of themselves and others, making sure to pose their best for the camera. They believe they are undetected in the fog, but their images will appear the next day on the walls, revealing their true identities.
Overall, the lyrics are a social commentary on the superficiality and emptiness of Saturday night party culture, where people rely on alcohol and tobacco to feel alive.
Line by Line Meaning
Caminamos por la calle negra con nuestros chaquetones negros
We walk through the dark street wearing our black jackets
Al final del callejón se abre una ciudad
At the end of the alley, a city opens up
La niebla oculta nuestros rasgos y moja la vereda
The fog hides our features and dampens the pavement
Empieza otra noche de sábado
Another Saturday night begins
Los autos y las fiestas ya rodean el ambiente
The sound of cars and parties surround us
El frío no es frío si compras diversión
The cold isn't cold if you buy entertainment
Las luces de las barcas lastiman a nuestros ojos
The boat lights hurt our eyes
Olor a farsa llena este lugar
The smell of lies fills this place
Los chaquetones negros traían en los bolsillos cuadernos negros
Our black jackets had black notebooks in their pockets
Y ya empezamos a tomar nota de lo que se ve aquí
We start to take note of what we see here
En las manos aparecen sendas cámaras negras
Black cameras appear in our hands
Fotografiando sin cesar
Taking pictures non-stop
La noche es joven, para lucir letreros en la ropa
The night is young to show off signs on our clothing
Convence a tu chiquilla, que te pareces a su ídolo
Convince your girl that you look like her idol
Manténganse despiertos, dennos sus mejores poses
Stay awake and give us your best poses
Ocultos en la niebla, no pueden vernos
Hidden in the fog, they can't see us
En las paredes matutinas verás este domingo
On Sunday morning, you'll see on the walls
Las fotos de la noche anterior
The photos from the night before
Vas a reconocer a varios de tus amigos
You'll recognize several of your friends
Y cuando veas tu nombre al pie no lo podrás creer
And when you see your name at the bottom, you won't believe it
Sábado en la noche, la gente estúpida sobra
Saturday night, there's no shortage of stupid people
Sábado en la noche, quien pesca a una chiquilla
Saturday night, who's catching a young girl?
Sábado en la noche, nadando en alcohol y tabaco
Saturday night, swimming in alcohol and tobacco
Sábado en la noche, alegría de vivir ellos dicen
Saturday night, they say it's the joy of life
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Written by: JORGE HUMBERTO GONZALEZ RIOS
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