En la bulliciosa escena nocturna de Nueva York durante la década de 1970, una idea audaz surgió en la mente de Jacques Morali, un productor francés con un oído sagaz para la música disco y un ojo visionario para el espectáculo. Junto con su colaborador Henri Belolo, Morali ideó un grupo que no solo cautivaría con sus melodías pegajosas, sino que también encarnaría un espíritu provocador y festivo. Así se dió paso al nacimiento de Village People en 1977.
El nombre del grupo no fue una elección al azar; se inspiró en Greenwich Village, un barrio de Manhattan conocido por su vibrante comunidad LGTB y su rica diversidad cultural. Desde el principio, Village People tenía claro que su identidad no seguiría las normas convencionales. Un casting entre bailarines y actores reunió al elenco original compuesto por Victor Willis (el policía), Felipe Rose (el nativo americano), Randy Jones (el vaquero), David Hodo (el obrero), Glenn Hughes (el motociclista) y Alex Briley (el militar/marinero).
El primer gran éxito del grupo llegó con su segundo álbum, Macho Man, y más tarde con el icónico YMCA en 1978. La canción, con su coro pegajoso y coreografía inolvidable, se convirtió en un himno de fiesta en todo el mundo. El álbum Cruisin', donde se encuentra “YMCA”, catapultó al grupo a la fama internacional y estableció su estilo distintivo de melodías enérgicas combinadas con letras insinuantes.
La estética del grupo, con sus disfraces estilizados y personajes extravagantes,
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Dilated Peoples (yeah yeah!)
{*Al-Al-Al-Al-Al, Al, Al, Alchemist*}
It's a new day (A-L-C, Expansion Team business)
Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! (Let's do it)
[Chorus]
"Back again!" (Who is it?)
{*scratches: "Dilated" - "People make some noise!"*}
"In in the house again!"
[Ev] Set to pack 'em in
[Ev] Ladies and gentlemen front, left, right, and back again
"Back again!" (Uh-huh, who is it?) {*B-Real: "Dilated!"*}
{*scratches: "Dilated.. Dilated Peoples!"*}
"In the house again!"
[Ev] It's the People the People the People
[Ev] People the People the People
[Evidence]
Yeah, back again! For the very fourth time
Don't worry if I write checks, I write rhymes
{*DJ Babu turntable backspin*}
(Yeah yeah! Bring that back to the top man!)
Yeah you like that right? I need to hear that from the top
Yo Babs... bring that back!
{*scratched: "Rewind, I spit 'em again"*}
[Evidence]
Yeah, back again! For the very fourth time
Don't worry if I write checks, I write rhymes
It's a new year, okay, got shit to confess
Like I ain't smoke weed no more (what?) but ain't smokin no less (ha!)
"Back again," yeah, reversin any curses
Back to jumpin in crowds, spillin drinks on chicks purses
"In the house again," it's Dilated Peoples
Back again-back again-back, back again-back again-back
[Rakaa Iriscience]
"Back again," the crew never left, but came back
(Amazing!) Like tomorrow on these yesterday cats
"In the house again," learned to stay vested and strapped
Stay awake and out of the federal state traps
(Yo we back again!) Kinda like Bush and Blair
Some were scared, some would just wish they cared
(Uh-ohh!) "In the house again," never too late to prepare
Cause many things you fear have been in place for years
[Chorus]
[Rakaa Iriscience]
"Back again," with more titles, rings and plaques
Belts trophies and banners, and things like that
LIKE THAT!
{*DJ Babu turntable backspin*}
(Like that! Ohh, definitely like that!)
(A-L-C, Dilated Peoples)
(Aiyyo Rak' I don't think they understand man)
(Yo bring that back!) {*scratch: "Rewind, I spit 'em again"*}
[Rakaa Iriscience]
"Back again," with more titles, rings and plaques
Belts trophies and banners, and things like that (like that)
For the passion and stacks of this cash
We play through pain, mostly come home to switch bags
"Back again," to get my squad back on track
Staples Center parades, I'm talkin back to back
"In the house again," it's Dilated
And we're back again-back again-back, back again-back again-back
[Evidence]
"Back again," yeah they stuck cause shit's different
And rain was on the way because the weatherman predict it
"In the house again," I ain't gettin wet
Kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug; still my People showin love
Think different, outside the box
Don't want a lot of a little, we want a little of a lot
In this world, Evidence, all I got's my word
Spin at thirty-three and a third, to make the DJ spin it
(Expansion Team, Dilated Peoples)
(Y'all know how it's goin down!)
(Worldwide, original flavor) {*scratch: "Rewind, I spit 'em again"*}
[Chorus]
[ad libs and fadeout]