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Manu Chao: Esperanza

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Virgin France SA
Released: 2001.06.05
Time:
 45:30
Category: Latin
Producer(s): See Artists ...
Rating: ********.. (8/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.manuchao.net
Appears with:
Purchase date: 2003.02.03
Price in €: 9,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] Merry Blues - 3:36
[2] Bixo - 1:52
[3] El Dorado 1997 - 1:29
[4] Promiscuity - 1:35
[5] La Primavera - 1:52
[6] Me Gustas Tu - 4:00
[7] Denia - 4:39
[8] Mi Vida - 2:32
[9] Trapped By Love - 1:54
[10] Le Rendez Vous - 1:56
[11] Mr Bobby - 3:49
[12] Papito - 2:51
[13] La Chinita - 1:33
[14] La Marea - 2:16
[15] Homens - 3:18
[16] La Vacaloca - 2:23
[17] Infinita Tristeza - 3:56

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


MANU CHAO - Vocals, Guitars, Producer, Artwork

AWA TOUTY WADE - Vocals
ANOUK - Vocals
ANGELO MANCINI - Trumpet

CEDRIC CHAMPALOU - Mixing Assistant
GREG CALBI - Mastering
YOURI LENQUETTE - Photography
FRANK LORIOU - Artwork

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


Clandestino, Manu Chao's first solo effort, owed its greatness to its character. It was a minimalistic, yet filled with experimentation, album. But, what's most distinctive, it was honest, direct, intimate: the personal diary of someone who had traveled a lot, not only around Latin America but through life. Unfortunately, Chao seems to lose his way a little bit in Esperanza. Apparently intended to be a continuation of what started in Clandestino, it ends being just a clone of it. The reiteration of ideas and formulas takes away from Esperanza everything that made of Clandestino a memorable piece of work. The problem with Esperanza is that Chao, instead of deepening what he proposed in his first album, seems to overfly the surface of his ideas. The consequence of this is that he transforms charm into cliché, leaving the listener with a very light flavor. Anyway, Esperanza still has a bunch of great songs ("Mr Bobby," "Mi Vida," "Trapped By Love," "Me Gustas Tú," "Bixo") and good lyrics ("Mi Vida") which amply justify its listening. Dedicated fans will find that Esperanza is not what they were expecting, yet it's really easy-going and accessible so it will end working for them as well as for casual listeners.

Alberto Moreno de la Fuente - All-Music Guide, © 1992 - 2003 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.



We all know what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. But when the supremely movable Manu Chao -- the musical nomad who claimed to be "lost in the century" on his sleeper 1998 hit Clandestino -- meets the unyielding forces of time and aging, the results are far more subtle. The former provocateur behind the influential French band Mano Negra made fervid musical miscegenation his hallmark in the '80s. Punk rock, Latin rhythm, Arabic folk songs, African chants, country music, and more collided in the high-energy hybrid that stoked the Latin alternative scene from Spain to Mexico to Argentina. Clandestino, Chao's first post-Mano Negra effort after a few years spent wandering through Africa and Latin America, revealed a more intimate side. Delicately assembled from acoustic tracks recorded all over the world, the album featured a dreamlike repetition of rhymes, melodies, and imagery. Flash forward three years to Proxima Estación: Esperanza -- Chao has gotten older and wiser, and for the first time, he seems to have settled down -- and that's not a bad thing at all. As its title ("Next Stop: Hope" -- it's a Spanish subway recording) indicates, it's sunnier and more playful than Clandestino, even as it continues Chao's acoustic-based, roving-reporter method of songwriting. The samples mostly hail from Chao's new turf, Barcelona, where his Pakistani neighbors, his Brazilian friends, and even the dogs barking in the alley all find their way into his songs, as do the melodies from Clandestino itself. Whimsical wordplay and clever samples abound; and the childlike melodies indeed make for fine children's music (provided the tots speak English, Spanish, French, Portuguese, and Arabic), to Chao's professed delight. Esperanza may lack the breathtaking novelty of its iconoclastic predecessor and the existensial moodiness of the eternal wanderer. But Manu Chao at home is still Manu Chao, and that means you can count on a sonic journey unlike any other.

Mark Schwartz - Barnes and Noble



The debut from Manu Chao, the former leader of French world-punks Lo Mano Negra, leaned heavily on Latin America for its inspiration, but this time around he's obviously been spending time--at least in his head--in the Caribbean. Reggae rhythms abound, and the opener "Merry Blues" features some wonderfully wonky Jamaican-style brass, while "Promiscuity" takes its cue from Trinidadian calypso. Of course, this being Chao, there are plenty of playful touches--from ringing cell phones to speeded-up vocals--and inevitably there are the Latin influences throughout to remind you of what remains close to his heart ("La Primavera" in particular is a standout). But there's also some recycling from the last album, with two pieces sharing the "King of Bongo" melody, including "Mr. Bobby," his tribute to Bob Marley, and that's a little worrying. Is Manu Chao running out of inspiration? Certainly this doesn't have the freshness of Clandestino, however enjoyable it may be. If anything, it seems more of a holding action rather than a giant step forward. But sometimes that's necessary to be able to look to the future.

Chris Nickson -Amazon.com's Best of 2001



Wer hätte gedacht, dass es Manu Chao nach seinem hervorstechenden Debüt von 1998 gelingen würde, dem noch einen draufzusetzen? Ich nicht -- und ich bin eines Besseren belehrt worden, da war Proxima Estacion: Esperanza ("Nächste Station: Hoffnung") in meinem CD-Spieler keine drei Stücke alt! Mit seinen 40 Jahren klingt der Sohn spanischer Emigranten jünger, frischer und verspielter, als manch halb so Alter.

So macht das Album von der ersten bis zur letzten Sekunde einfach Spaß. Reggae, südamerikanischer Folk und eine Prise Rai sind die Gewürze, tanzbarste Gute-Laune-Musik die Basis. Augenzwinkernd zitiert sich der Meister oft genug selbst, jedoch nur um aus alten Elementen Neues zu schaffen. Die sprachliche Vielfalt des Kosmopoliten dehnt sich auf sechs Sprachen aus. Neben Französisch, Spanisch und Englisch, finden sich nun auch Texte auf Portugiesisch, Arabisch und Portunol, einer spanisch-portugiesischen Mischform, gesprochen in entsprechenden Grenzgebieten. Grenzgebiete sind ohnehin das, um was es dem ehemaligen Mitglied von Mano Negra geht, da fühlt er sich am wohlsten. Doch was schreibe ich? Tanzbein raus und genießen heißt die Devise -- Manu Chao bereichert die Welt und reißt Grenzen ein!

Felix Von Vietsch - Amazon.de



„King of the bongo“. Fluch und Segen eines verdammten Hits. Diese Ausgabe haben wir es ja wieder mit den Stereo MC's, die sich tatsächlich nach weiß-Gott-wievielen-Jahren immer noch an „Connected“ messen lassen müssen. Einen ähnlichen Anker im kollektiven Gedächtnis des Pop stellt auch genannte Manu-Chao-Hymne dar. Darauf kann man stolz sein. Das ist das, was vom Tage übrig bleibt - wirklich übrogbleibt - und auch noch im nächsten Jahrzehnt über die Äther schallt. In Form der Time-Life-Werbung. „Alle Hits der letzten Jahre des letzten Jahrtausends“ (Namensdesigner werden an dem Titel sicher noch feilen). Bongo, Bongo. Ist doch irgendwie geil. Etwas problematischer wird es dann aber schon, wenn man selbst seiner Geschichte aufsitzt. Und „Proxima Estacion: Esperanza“ tut das ein wenig. Klar mit „Le Rendez-Vous“, „Me Gustas Tu“ und „Trapped By Love“ hat er tolle Songs am Start. Doch selbst diese großen Momente vertreiben nicht das Sequel-Gespenst aus dem Werk dieses eigentlich doch so völlig integeren Künstlers (siehe Story in diesem Heft). Der letzte Funke Mut, sich nicht zufrieden zu geben mit dem, was man ohnehin schon sicher hat, fehlt mir auf Albumlänge. Das kann man sagen, ohne gleich sauer zu sein. Im Gegenteil. Der Flashback, der sich hier einstellt, macht es ja nicht weniger als sofort begehbar, dazu immer noch kritisch as kritisch can be. Das ist einladend. Das ist hübsch. Das ist aber nicht der nächste große Wurf.

Sandra Brosi / Intro - Musik & so



Proxima Estacion: Esperanza translates as Next Stop: Hope, with Chao articulating his feelings of rootless travelling's attendant potential for ups and downs. He should know, after having only recently put down cautious roots in Barcelona. Before that, after disbanding Mano Negra in 1995, he'd been almost constantly road-bound. 1998s Clandestino solo debut was one of the absolute cross-genre classics of the last decade, its blur of short songs prompted by Chao's persistent globe-trawling, coming across like a postcard collage of melodies, modes, found sounds and even languages. Chao continues the cultural kaleidoscope approach towards songwriting, even directly quoting from Clandestino at several key points. His vocals jump from Spanish to English, French to Arabic, then into a Portunol (Portuguese/Spanish) jumble, sometimes lurching lingos in the space of a single verse. Chao's guitaring mixes reggae choppiness with Hawaiian-slide purity, his natural knack for phonetic rhythms also highly impressive, particularly when he's jogging and skipping out his ska-inspired verses. All the while, he's dropping in crackled bursts of globalised sound effects, sneaking these beside his ramshackle backing chorus chaos, or maybe disrupting a bullying street brass arrangement, or tweaking one of his gut-infiltrating basslines. Listen to the cascading vocals of "Eldorado 1997", the accelerated cartoon ska of "Promiscuity", the lunatic swing of "Trapped By Love" or the perverted cabaret oompah of "Papito", each song weaving into the next, the mulching getting ever more manic as this album races towards its climax.

Martin Longley - Amazon.co.uk
 

 L y r i c s


MERRY BLUES

so many nites
with your shadow in my bed
so many nites
baby you whisper in my head
so many nites
sing along the merry blues
so many nites...
i told you once
i told you twice
the merry blues...

i can not sleep
haunted by your pretty body
i can not sleep
i want the world set on fire
so many nites
can't keep from goin down loose..

i told you once
i told you twice
the merry blues...

hellonadinadoyoudododododo
ifeelsohappywheniseeseeseeseeyou
youmakemesingalikeadoubadoubadé
iknowyoulikeitlikeazoumbouzoumboué
hellonadinadoyoudododododo
ifeelthemoodyliketopickypickyyou
iknowyoulikeitlikearubadubstylee
iknowyoulikeamarihuanasmokey

so many nites
sing along the merry blues
so many nites...
can't keep from goin down loose...
the merry blues...


BIXO

o bixo do coco entro en minha casa
e minha cabeza puxose a abalar
o bixo do coco entro en minha casa
levouse toda minha ilusion
levouse os cartos, levouse a mulher
deixo tormenta , nada de comer
o bixo do coco entro en minha casa
mirome a os olhos, e a meiga falo
cuando a cabeza fode
hasta ya reventar
cuando a cabeza fode
o bixo vai pegar

o bixo do coco entro en minha casa
e minha cabeza puxose a abalar
o bixo do coco entro en minha casa
levouse toda minha ilusion
levouse os cartos, levouse a mulher
deixo tormenta , nada de comer
bixo do coco entro en minha casa
mirome a os olhos, e a meiga falo

cuando a cabeza fode
hasta ya reventar
cuando a cabeza fode
o bixo vai pegar

bixo do coco mandome matar
bixo do coco mandome a cadea
bixo do coco quito libertad
bixo do coco deixome aquelado
bixo do coco...bixo do coco...

o bixo do coco entro en minha casa
e minha cabeza puxose a abalar
o bixo do coco entro en minha casa
levouse toda minha ilusion
levouse os cartos, levouse a mulher
deixo tormenta , nada de comer
bixo do coco entro en minha casa
mirome a os olhos, e a meiga falo...


ELDORADO

¿que paso que paso?
a caipira planto
¿que paso que paso?
a policia llego
¿que paso que paso?
o semterra murio
¿que paso que paso?
chacinha no eldorado
¿que paso que paso?
a globo relato
¿que paso que paso?
o politico falo
¿que paso que paso?
en pizza acabo
¿que paso que paso?
chacinha no eldorado

¿que paso que paso?
radio bemba relato...


PROMISCUITY
too much too much promiscuity
can drive to insanity
say too much too much insanity
can drive to criminality
say oohooh set me free
oohooh let me be
too much too much promiscuity
can drive to calamity
too much too much hypocrisy
can drive to academy
too much too much morality
can drive to criminality
say oohooh set me free
oohooh let me be
too much too much hypocrisy
can drive to calamity

oohooh set me free
oohooh let me be...

too much too much wiliwili
can drive to big family
too much too much morality
can drive to the flies and bee


LA PRIMAVERA

¿que hora son mi corazón?
(4times and then once after each question)
¿que hora son en inglaterra?
¿que hora son en gibraltar?
¿que hora son allá en fisterra?
¿que hora son hey byebyebom?
¿que hora son la vida entera?
¿que hora son en el japón?
¿que hora son en mozambique?
¿que hora son en washington?
nos engañaron byebyebom!
nos engañaron con la primavera!
nos engañaron bye bye bom!

bombala bombala bombala...
bombala bombala bombala...
bombala bombala bombala...

¿que hora son mi corazón?


ME GUSTAS TÚ

me gustan los aviones, me gustas tú
me gusta viajar, me gustas tú
me gusta la mañana, me gustas tú
me gusta el viento, me gustas tú
me gusta soñar, me gustas tú
me gusta la mar, me gustas tú
que voy a hacer - je ne sais pas
que voy a hacer - je ne sais plus
que voy a hacer - je suis perdu
que horas son, mi corazón

me gusta la moto, me gustas tú
me gusta correr, me gustas tú
me gusta la lluvia, me gustas tú
me gusta volver, me gustas tú
me gusta marihuana, me gustas tú
me gusta colombiana, me gustas tú
me gusta la montaña, me gustas tú
me gusta la noche, me gustas tú

que voy a hacer - je ne sais pas
que voy a hacer - je ne sais plus
que voy a hacer - je suis perdu
que horas son, mi corazón

me gusta la cena, me gustas tú
me gusta la vecina, me gustas tú
me gusta su cocina, me gustas tú
me gusta camelar, me gustas tú
me gusta la guitarra, me gustas tú
me gusta el regaee, me gustas tú

que voy a hacer - je ne sais pas
que voy a hacer - je ne sais plus
que voy a hacer - je suis perdu
que horas son, mi corazón

me gusta la canela, me gustas tú
me gusta el fuego, me gustas tú
me gusta menear, me gustas tú
me gusta la coruña, me gustas tú
me gusta malasaña, me gustas tú
me gusta la castaña, me gustas tú
me gusta guatemala, me gustas tú

que voy a hacer - je ne sais pas
que voy a hacer - je ne sais plus
que voy a hacer - je suis perdu
que horas son, mi corazón
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DENIA

Japanese Lyrics


MI VIDA

mi vida, lucerito sin vela
mi sangre de la herida
no me hagas sufrir más
mi vida, bala perdida
por la gran vía, charquito de arrabal
no quiero que te vayas
no quiero que te alejes cada día más y más
mi vida, lucerito sin vela
(aquí no pegamos los ojos)
mi vida, charquito d'agua turbia
burbuja de jabón
mi último refugio, mi última ilusión
no quiero que te vayas cada día más y más
mi vida, lucerito sin vela
mi sangre de la herida
no me hagas sufrir más
(aquí no pegamos los ojos, aquí no pegamos los ojos)
mi vida


TRAPPED BY LOVE

when you come i feelin better
sky is blue you say forever
ooh ooh, i've been trapped by love
then you go so change the weather
sky is grey bit more than ever
ooh ooh, i've been trapped by love...
i've been trapped by love
i've been trapped by love
i've been trapped by love...!

so my beer now taste so bitter
but i can't find anything sweeter
ooh ooh, i've been trapped by love
then you come and i feel better
see my eyes they're full of water
then again you go
so change the weather...

askin for the next together
i've been trapped by love
i've been trapped by love
i've been trapped by love...!

when you come i feelin better
sky is blue you say forever
ooh ooh, i've been trapped by love
then you come and i feel better
see my eyes they're full of water
then again you go
so change the weather...

askin for the next together
askin for the next together
i've been trapped by love
i've been trapped by love
i've been trapped by love!
i've been trapped by love!


LE RENDEZ-VOUS

last night we had a rendez vous
how do you do? comment allez vous?
we went to see a french movie
mais qu'est ce qu'il fait?
mais qu'est ce qu'il dit?
you really got a hold on me
i wanna hear you say: oh oui!
chérie chérie j'en rêve la nuit
chérie chérie comment ca va?
quelle heure est il?
je ne sais pas!

we hang around dans ton quartier
like walkin down champs elysées
you let me get in dans ton lit
best place in paris to be!

chérie chérie j'en rêve la nuit
chérie chérie comment ça va?
quelle heure est il?
je ne sais pas!

then you said: stop it! ça suffit!
won't let you get in dans ma vie
and anything i said or do
wouldn't change your mind, non pas du tout...

chérie chérie comment ça va?
chérie chérie, j'en rêve la nuit
comment ça va?
je ne sait pas!

last night we had a rendez vous
how do you do? comment allez vous?
we went to see a french movie
mais qu'est ce qu'il fait?
mais qu'est ce qu'il dit?
i put my hand dans ton panier
you where not celle que vous croyez...
you really got a hold on me
i wanna hear you say: oh oui!

chérie chérie j'en rêve la nuit
chérie chérie comment ça va?
quelle heure est il?
je ne sait pas!


MR. BOBBY

sometimes i dream about reality
sometimes i feel so gone
sometimes i dream about a wild wild world
sometimes i feel so lonesome
hey bobby marley
sing someting good to me
this world go crazy
it's an emergency

tonight i dream about fraternity
sometimes i say: one day!
one day my dreams will be reality
like bobby said to me

hey bobby marley
sing someting good to me
this world go crazy
it's an emergency

hey bobby marley
sing someting good to me
this world go crazy
it's an emergency...

tonight i watch through my window
and i can't see no light
tonight i watch through my window
and i can't see no rights


PAPITO

por tus tierras adentro yo me iré
por el camino fresco de tu amor
todo mi sentimiento te daré
con tu felicidad me encontraré
por tus tierras adentro yo me iré
por el camino fresco de tu amor
todo mi sentimiento te daré
con tu felicidad me encontraré
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
yo lo coloco y tu lo quitas
yo loco loco y tu loquita
yo pana pana y tu panita
yo chango chango y tu changuita
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
por tus tierras adentro yo me iré
por el camino fresco de tu amor
todo mi sentimiento te daré
con tu felicidad me encontraré
por tus tierras adentro yo me iré
por el camino fresco de tu amor
todo mi sentimiento te daré
con tu felicidad me encontraré
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
vámonos a por la luna en el cielo
vámonos ya la luna se va
síguela no muera la noche
síguela, acelera ya!!!
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
ay papito, ay mamita
yo chango-chango tú changuita
yo te palpito, tú me palpitas
yo río-río, tú mojadita
yo loco-loco y tú loquita
yo pana-pana y tú panita

por tus tierras adentro yo me iré
por el camino fresco de tu amor
todo mi sentimiento te daré
con tu felicidad me encontraré
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!
ay papito, ay mamita
qué bien se está en la camita!


LA CHINITA

dále una chinita a la negrita
échale baygon al bye bye bom...é
dále una chinita a la negrita
échale baygon al bye bye bom...é
cuando la negrita quiere bailar...é
bye bye bom viene a molestar...sí!
échale baygon al bye bye bom...é
échale baygon...
echa pa fuera bye bye bom....é
echa pa fuera bye bye bom...é
echa pa fuera bye bye bom....é .
echa pa fuera bye bye bom....é
cuando la negrita quiere bailar....é
bye bye bom viene a molestar....si!
cuando la negrita quiere bailar
dále una chinita a la negrita
dále una chinita que quiere gozar...
dále una chinita a la negrita
dále una chinita que quiere fumar...
echa pa fuera bye bye bom....é
echa pa fuera bye bye bom...é
echa pa fuera bye bye bom....é .
echa pa fuera bye bye bom....é
echa pa fuera bye bye bom...é
dale una chinita a la negrita
dale una chinita que quiere fumar...


LA MAREA

si tu eres mi carnal
déjame ser tu ranchito
si tu eres mi nopal
déjame ser tu taquito
pa llenar la pancita mama
pancita de suadero..
con todo y cebollita ,mama,
vámonos a comer...
vámonos de jaleo, mama,
vámonos ya
la marea va subiendo...
por la vieja sonora la marea va subiendo...
por la vieja sonora caen gotas a montón...
sopita de camarón se la lleva la corriente...
sopita de camarón la marea va subiendo...
...subiendo mama...
... va subiendo la marea...
...subiendo mama...
...va subiendo.. ay que marea...!

si tu eres mi carnal
déjame ser tu ranchito
si tu eres mi nopal
déjame ser tu taquito
vámonos de jaleo, mama
la marea va subiendo...
hoy tuve miedo de mi sombrita
ahi en la esquina del raval
hoy tuve miedo de mi sombrita
so... me tumbé bajo el sol...
mama...la marea va subiendo...
mama..va subiendo hay que marea...
(nada es para siempre....)


HOMENS

homens,
gosto de todos,
dos morenos, dos mulatos,
dos branquinhos , dos loirinhos e dos crioulos.
só tem que ser homem.
tem homem corno, homem baixo, homem gordo,
homem ingrato, safado, careca, cabeludo,
viado , ousado, temido,
....tem muito homem....
todo homem que se preza tem que impor respeito,
saber ouvir, falar, escutar, ter dinheiro , celular,
ser bom de cama, e te respeitar....
se o homem não tiver nenhuma dessas virtudes,
saia de perto e tome uma atitude.
porque o verdadeiro homem,
ele te ama, te ama,
te trata, te trata,
com carinho
com respeito
e amor,
e vai te dar por toda vida grandes felicidades,
serão felizes,
este é o homem de verdade....
homens,
gosto de todos, dos morenos, dos mulatos,
dos branquinhos, dos loirinhos e dos crioulos,
....só tem que ser homem.....


LA VACALOCA

pal cementerio se va
la vaca de mala leche.
pal cementerio se va
inocente condenada..
pal cementerio se va
la vaca de mala leche
pal cementerio se va
ni dios le va a perdonar....
bailemos todos el vacaloca
ese ritmo terminal
bailemos todos el vacaloca
bailemos todos hasta el final...
pal cementerio se va
la vaca de mala leche
pal cementerio se va
pudriéndose la sociedad...
bailemos todos el vacaloca
ese ritmo terminal
bailemos todos el vacaloca
bailemos todos hasta el final...
ai vai ai vai ai vacaloca ai vai...
ai vai ai vai ai vacaloca ai vai...
calavera no llora
seranata de amor
calavera no llora
no tiene corazón....
radio bemba oo.o
alta fidelidad
yo siempre estaré a tu lado....


INFINITA TRISTEZA

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