La historia de Boney M, uno de los grupos más icónicos de la música disco, comenzó a finales de los años 70. Fue el productor alemán Frank Farian quien ideó el concepto del grupo en 1975. Curiosamente, Farian grabó la primera canción, “Baby Do You Wanna Bump?”, él mismo, utilizando su propia voz tanto para la parte masculina como femenina. Sin embargo, pronto se dio cuenta de que necesitaba un grupo visible para interpretar las canciones en vivo y promover los discos.
Farian reunió a cuatro cantantes y bailarines de diversas partes del mundo: Liz Mitchell y Marcia Barrett de Jamaica, Maizie Williams de Montserrat y Bobby Farrell de Aruba. Esta heterogénea mezcla no solo aportó un sabor único a sus actuaciones en directo, sino que también se convirtió en una de las señas de identidad del grupo.
Boney M catapultó al estrellato con el lanzamiento de "Daddy Cool" en 1976. La canción se convirtió en un éxito instantáneo, alcanzando los primeros puestos en las listas musicales de todo el mundo. A esta le siguieron otros clásicos como “Sunny”, “Ma Baker” y “Rivers of Babylon”. Su habilidad para combinar ritmos pegajosos, letras memorables y una puesta en escena vibrante hizo que Boney M dominara la escena de la música disco.
Su primer álbum, Take the Heat off Me (1976), fue un rotundo éxito y sirvió
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Paroles de la chanson Ride To Agadir par Boney M
They rode in the morning
Casablanca to the west
On the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh
For Mohammed and Morocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
In the dry winds of summer
They were sharpening the blades.
They were riding to act upon the promise we had made.
With the fist and the dagger
With the rifle and the lance
We will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.
We will suffer no intrusion from the Infidels of France.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Though they were waiting
And they were fifty to our ten
They were easily outnumbered by a smaller force of men.
As the darkness was falling
They were soon to realize
We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.
We were going to relieve them of their God-Forsaken lives.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For the future of this land on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
They rode in the morning
Casablanca to the west
On the Atlas Mountain foothills leading down to Marakesh
For Mohammed and Morocco
We had taken up our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.