Danceteria

Il brano

Un viaggio nel club che ha dato vita alla leggenda Con Danceteria, uno dei brani più significativi del nuovo album Confessions II, Madonna trasforma la memoria in musica, riportando gli ascoltatori nella New York dei primi anni Ottanta, quando la scena underground era un laboratorio di arte, moda e rivoluzione culturale. Il brano è molto più di un semplice omaggio nostalgico: è un’autobiografia in forma dance. Tra beat pulsanti, sintetizzatori dal sapore retrò e una produzione moderna, Madonna rievoca le notti trascorse tra piste da ballo, performance improvvisate e incontri destinati a cambiare la sua vita. Musicalmente, Danceteria fonde house, disco ed elettronica con il tipico stile di Madonna, Inserita all’interno di Confessions II, l’ideale seguito dello storico Confessions on a Dance Floor del 2005, la canzone assume un significato ancora più profondo: Madonna guarda alle proprie origini non con nostalgia, ma con la consapevolezza di chi riconosce quanto quelle esperienze abbiano definito il suo percorso umano e professionale. Con Danceteria, Madonna dimostra ancora una volta la sua capacità di reinventarsi senza perdere il legame con le proprie radici. Testo canzone : Talk about, talk about, talk aboutTalk about, talk about, talk aboutI got something I wanna talk about (Talk about, talk about)Talk about, talk about, talk about Get off the train, four, five, sixWalk to the club, don’t wait for shitMeet this boy named Martin BurgoyneHe’s my best friend, he’s my boytoyWe see the line, it’s way too long Cut to the front, there’s Haoui MontaugWaves us in, No EntiendesI’m not sure you understand thisWait backstage, get into my carDrive to the disco, have a drink at the barPeople, they might talk about usI don’t care It’s not what I say, it’s not what I doIt’s how my body language talks to youI just want to lose myself in the grooveGet over here Everybody get up and dance (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah)Everyone here is a work of artEverybody get up and dance (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah)Everyone here is a work of artEverybody get up and dance Get on the elevator I run into Debi MazarTake us to the third floorWalk us to the dance floorThen I see Mark Kamins is the DJHe’s the DJ, hide the cocaineHe played my tape, “Everybody” (Everybody)This is how we start the partyFace to face, bodies all aroundTemperature is rising and the sweat’s dripping downEverybody’s watching now, oh, yeahI don’t care It’s not what I say, it’s not what I doIt’s how my body language talks to youI just want to lose myself in the grooveGet over here Everybody get up and dance (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah)Everyone here is a work of artEverybody get up and dance (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah)(Everybody, move your body)Everyone here is a work of artEverybody get up and dance This is how we start the partyThere’s Fab Five Freddy and BasquiatKeith Haring and Kenny ScharfEveryone came from ShafraziShafrazi to the beatThere’s Maripol and a guy named FredSee these guys spinning on their headsThere’s Rock Steady Crew and Crazy LegsPuerto Rican boys, they made me crazyThey made me crazyNile Rodgers and David ByrneB-52’s had money to burnLounge Lizards had so much styleLower East Side lets walk on the wild side Like doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-dooDoo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-dooDoo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-dooLet’s have some fun, let’s have another oneUh Everybody get up and dance (Dance)Everybody get up and dance (Dance)Everybody get up and danceEveryone here is a work of artEveryone here is a work of art (Dance)Work of art, work of artEverybody get up and danceEveryone here is a work of artEveryone here is a work of art (Dance)Work of art, work of artEverybody get up and dance