#NewWaveCovers - Devo - Satisfaction (I Can’t Get No) (1978)

Omdat de snel verduisterende "tijd van het jaar" dat toelaat, wentelen we ons een weekje in de new wave, waarbij we het spotlicht schijnen op een zevental wavecovers, die ons het origineel zelfs een beetje deden vergeten.

Eind jaren zeventig zaten de auditieve snoepjes in Avro’s Toppop aan het eind van de uitzending want na de obligate “1 in Nederland and and and….” kwam er nog een Tip 5 die verkorte vorm in sneltreinvaart op ons los werden los gelaten en daar zaten al eens wat meer eigenaardige tips tussen. Schets onze verbazing toen een groep robotachtige gele mannen met een hoekige beat aftrapten en met een melodielijn die we toch wel dachten herkennen en yep Satisfactie van the Rolling Stones door de geflipte wavemangel gehaald. En het gebeurde allemaal met de goedkeuring van Sir Michael Philip Jagger zelve zoals blijkt uit “Cover Me: The Stories Behind the Greatest Cover Songs of All Time.”van Ray Padgett: “One afternoon in 1978, Mark Mothersbaugh and Gerald Casale—the two prime architects of the band Devo—were fidgeting in Peter Rudge’s office, near the Warwick Hotel, in Manhattan, with Mick Jagger. Rudge was the Rolling Stones’ manager, and Devo had recorded an odd cover of the band’s hit “(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction”—so odd that their label said they needed Jagger’s blessing to release it. Mothersbaugh put the tape in a boom box and pressed Play. As the sounds of the cover filled the room, Jagger sat stone-faced. What he was hearing didn’t sound much like the “Satisfaction” he’d written. Keith Richards’s iconic riff was gone, and the original melody was nowhere to be found. Was this a homage, Mick must have wondered, or were they mocking him? “He was just looking down at the floor swirling his glass of red wine,” Casale recently remembered, adding, “He didn’t even have shoes on, just socks and some velour pants. I don’t know what his habits were then, but this was early afternoon and it looked like he had just gotten up.” For thirty seconds or so, the men sat in silence, listening to the weird robo-funk coming from the boom box. Then something changed. “He suddenly stood up and started dancing around on this Afghan rug in front of the fireplace,” Casale said, of Jagger, “the sort of rooster-man dance he used to do, and saying”—he impersonated Jagger’s accent—“‘I like it, I like it.’ Mark and I lit up, big smiles on our faces, like in ‘Wayne’s World’: ‘We’re not worthy!’ To see your icon that you grew up admiring, that you had seen in concert, dancing around like Mick Jagger being Mick Jagger. It was unbelievable.” Maak dat mee!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jadvt7CbH1o