STERLING HAYDEN

Sterling Hayden on a barge in Amsterdam

One of those backwater Dutch canals

A bottle of Johnny Walker between his legs

Drunk but articulate as hell

He was saying, "Yeah, I ratted on people

During the McCarthy hearings, huh, you haven't the foggiest notion

Of the contempt I have for myself, maybe that's why we drink, eh?

Some damn thing, shipwrecks the heart, huh? Yah"

Sterling Hayden on a three-masted schooner

Kidnapped his kids and sailed 'round the globe

But a man can sail around in one big circle

And not escape his wounded sailor's soul

So heave her up the main sail, boys

Heave her up and away we'll go

We're bound for the bay where the white whale plays

In the midnight straits of Jericho

And if ever I return, Pretty Peggy O

All your cities I will burn, yes, I would

With your cardboard sea and your paper moon

O'er the penny arcade called Hollywood

He ran guns through the German lines in World War II

The Viking God stood six-feet-five

Played in Johnny Guitar and The Asphalt Jungle'

The Killing and The Long Goodbye

I saw him once on the Johnny Carson show

Late in his troubled career

He said, "Just give me a room over lookin' the Hudson

With a mattress and a typewriter and I'll write you

A helluva novel, my dears"

So here's to all the tough guy actors

And the false gods who made 'em

And wherever he sails tonight on the Seven Seas

May the Lord sail with Sterling Hayden

GARY COOPER 

La song di Irving Berlin dedicata al westerner per eccellenza è nota nell'interpretazione di Taco ma  in realtà era nota ai tempi di Fred Astaire che la portò al successo. La prima versione risale al 1930. Taco, in tempi più recenti ha cambiato parti del testo. Molti la ricorderanno in una esilarante scena di Frankenstein jr. Ascoltiamola nell'ordine cronologico.

HARRY RICHMAN

Have you seen the well-to-do

Up and down Park Avenue?

On that famous thoroughfare

With their noses in the air.

High hats and arrow collars,

White spats and lots of dollars,

Spending every dime

For a wonderful time.

If you're blue and you don't where to go to

Why don't you go where fashion sits?

Puttin' on the Ritz.

Different types who wear a day coat

Pants with stripes and cut-away coats,

Perfect fits...

Puttin' on the Ritz.

Strollin' up the avenue so happy

All dressed up just like an English chappy

Very snappy.

Come let's mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks

And um-ber-ellas in their mitts...

Puttin' on the Ritz.

If you're blue and you don't know where to go to

Why don't you go where fashion sits?

Puttin' on the ritz.

Different types who wear a day coat

Pants with stripes and cut-a-way coats,

Perfect fits...

Puttin' on the Ritz.

Dressed up like a million dollar trouper

Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper

(Super-Duper.)

Come let's mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks

And um-ber-ellas in their mitts...

Puttin' on the Ritz.

FRED ASTAIRE

TACO

If you're blue and you don't know where to go to

why don't you go where fashion sits,

Puttin' on the ritz.

Different types who wear a day coat, pants with stripes

and cutaway coat, perfect fits,

Puttin' on the ritz.

Dressed up like a million dollar trouper

Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper (super duper)

Come let's mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks

or umberellas in their mitts,

Puttin' on the ritz.

Have you seen the well-to-do up and down Park Avenue

On that famous thoroughfare with their noses in the air

High hats and Arrow collars white spats and lots of dollars

Spending every dime for a wonderful time

If you're blue and you don't know where to go to

why don't you go where fashion sits,

Puttin' on the ritz.

Different types who wear a day coat, pants with stripes

and cutaway coat, perfect fits,

Puttin' on the ritz.

Dressed up like a million dollar trouper

Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper (super duper)

Come let's mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks

or umberellas in their mitts,

Puttin' on the ritz.

Different types who wear a day coat, pants with stripes

and cutaway coat, perfect fits,

Puttin' on the ritz.

If you're blue and you don't know where to go to

why don't you go where fashion sits,

Puttin' on the ritz.

FRANKENSTEIN JUNIOR

JOHN WAYNE

Esaltato da Billy Idol che vorrebbe essere "IL DUCA" e dai Little Green Cars, John Wayne è accusato di essere un nazi dagli MDC [la somiglianza con le iniziali del mio nickname è puramente casuale], una band hardcore politicizzata, violenta nei testi e sferzante contro il governo americano. Il testo di John Wayne Was a Nazi è molto sopra le righe: "Le arringhe più efficaci del primo periodo rimangono John Wayne Was A Nazi, il 45 giri d'esordio, e My Family Is A Little Weird dal primo album (che potrebbe essere una ballata di Bob Dylan sotto l'effetto dell'ecstasy), che sono anche fra le più crude manifestazioni dell'arte di tutti i tempi. I loro brani ricordano le barricate sonore degli MC5, ma depurate di qualsiasi ambizione musicale, ridotti alla più bestiale essenzialità.", scrive Piero Scaruffi

You know you make me crazy

And my mind is racing
You're wastin' all my time
Someone come and save me
Oh, yeah
'Cause when I need you
I can see through
And I feel you
Right now
All my highway
Doin' my way
And I want you to feel
When I'm going down
I am not affraid
And I won't go down in fate
Nothing's gonna be the same
And everything you know
Keep inside your soul
Tonight I'm gonna be John Wayne
Oh, yeah

MARLON BRANDO

PAUL NEWMAN

ROBERT MITCHUM

He said I want to grow up

And look like Robert Mitchum
And I hope that when I'm gone
There'll be some say that I miss him
He must have been romantic
He must have sensed adventure
And I feel the steel of his strong will
In the frame around his picture

GEORGE CLOONEY