America es una banda de rock folk estadounidense y británica, que se originó en Londres en 1970. Con una mezcla inigualable de rock melódico y letras introspectivas, conquistaron los corazones de millones de fans en todo el mundo. Este es el relato de su ascenso a la fama, su impacto en la música y su legado perdurable.
La historia de America comienza con tres jóvenes amigos: Dewey Bunnell, Gerry Beckley y Dan Peek. Los dos primeros eran hijos de militares estadounidenses destinados en Reino Unido, mientras que Peek, estadounidense también, se unió posteriormente. Se conocieron en la London Central High School y pronto descubrieron una pasión compartida por la música. Inspirados por los Beatles y Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, comenzaron a tocar juntos en cafés y bares locales.
En 1971, firmaron su primer contrato con Warner Bros. y lanzaron su álbum debut homónimo, America. El disco fue todo un éxito gracias a los sencillos "A Horse with No Name" y "I Need You". La primera canción, en particular, se convirtió en un himno de la generación y consolidó su presencia en el mundo de la música. Al año siguiente, ganaron un Grammy al Mejor Artista Nuevo.
A lo largo de los años 70, America lanzó una serie de álbumes que recibieron elogios tanto de la crítica como del público. Discos como Homecoming (1972), Hat Trick (1973) y Holiday (1974) demostraron su capacidad para crear música emotiva y
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You, can I make it known
I'd like to take you home
You been away so long
I'd like to see you
But when I saw you at the local hop
I tried to take you but you made me stop
Then I saw that you were dancing with a rent-a-cop
Whoa, whoa!
The minute you pulled me through
You thought that then you knew
If not today, I'd find a way
To get to you
Just a little of nothin'
That's all you had the time to give
Just a little of nothin'
Ain't gonna make it worthwhile for me
If you'd only have listened
You'd have heard every word I said
Just a little of nothin'
Ain't gonna make it worthwhile for me
Da, da, da ...
Just a little of nothin' (Just a little of nothin')
Just a little of nothin' (Just a little of nothin')
Just a little of nothin' (Just a little of nothin')
Just a little of nothin' (Just a little of nothin')
Newton-under-Roseberry topping
And it's cold and it's wet
And you feel like you're part of all time
Living in the gap between the echoes
Feeling it hot
And feeling it cold
As long as there are fish in the sea
Have a cup of tea
Oh, as long as there are fish in the sea
Have a cup of tea
'Cause you are running from the ring of the golden bell
Like a bat out of hell
You are running from the ring of the golden bell
Like a bat out of hell
You are running from the ring of the golden bell
Like a bat out of hell
You are running from the ring of the golden bell
Like a bat out of hell
There's a lady across the hall
She's telling me it's all right (all right)
I'm tryin' to give her my all
She's sayin' I'm uptight
Hell of a way to spend an afternoon
Saw a movie tonight
Got frightened and broke down (broke down)
Got a call in the night
My old lady just hit town
Take her away, she's tryin' to turn me round
I'm nowhere to be found
I can't unread the pages I've already read
And I can't feed these ages left in my head
They're already dead, yeah