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Pigbag were a British post-punk band, active from 1980 to 1983.
Origin and formation
Pigbag were formed in Cheltenham in late 1980 by Chris Hamlin, a fashion student at Cheltenham Art College. Hamlin recruited multi-instrumentalist Roger Freeman, an old friend from his hometown of Birmingham, along with Chris Lee on trumpet and James Johnstone, a guitarist, record shop assistant and newcomer to the alto sax, for initial jam sessions which would eventually evolve into Pigbag. The group would jam in parks and various other places, but their usual practice space was Hamlin's house, Beech House, which still stands on the corner of St James's Square and St George's Place in Cheltenham.
After a couple of months they decided to expand the line-up, adding a rhythm section and rehearsing more seriously. They recruited Andrew "Chip" Carpenter on drums and Mark "Miff" Smith on bass, both old school friends of Johnstone's, and former members of their previous band Hardware. It was at these jam sessions that "Papa's Got a Brand New Pigbag" was developed from an idea Chris Hamlin had had before the band was formed. The song would become their signature tune.
Podcasts:
Pigbag
ALBUMS
- Volume Two released: 2010
- Volume One released: 2010
- Pigbag released: 1983
- Lend an Ear released: 1983
- Dr. Heckle and Mr. Jive released: 1982
- The Best of Pigbag released:
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Boga Boga
by: Silvio RodríguezPor el día o por la noche
el pescador sale a la mar.
La mar no le ha puesto horario
aún de navegar.
Boga, boga, boga, vuelve a bogar
boga, boga, boga a trabajar.
Por el día o por la noche
el pescador y su piel
llevan red, llevan anzuelo
y más llevan deber.
Boga, boga, boga, vuelve a bogar
boga, boga, boga a trabajar.
Pasan las horas, pasan días
y se cuentan por meses
y su alegría y su tristeza
la conocen los peces.
De entre sus manos deben ir
cada rincón del porvenir
el rostro de la novia
la mamá o el que nació
el mismo día que partió.
Entonces jura que ahora
si que va a vivir.
Entonces jura que más nunca va a salir.
Que esta vez si es la última
en el mar.
Y pasa el tiempo
y no ve el día de volver.
Y pasa el tiempo
entre peligros sin mujer
y pasa el tiempo
que no deja respirar.
Pero la tierra se acaba
cuando vuelve el pescador
por eso regresa siempre, al mar
su gran amor.
Boga, boga, boga, vuelve a bogar
boga, boga, boga a trabajar.
Y va de océano en océano
con su anzuelo con su red
caiga el rayo o sople el viento
allá es donde se ve.
Boga, boga, boga, vuelve a bogar
boga, boga, boga a trabajar.
Nadie sabe como sueña
como sueña un pescador
cada vez que cobra presa
allí tiene su amor.
Boga, boga, boga, vuelve a bogar
boga, boga, boga a trabajar.
El pescador lleva a bordo
una palma y un amor.
El amor lo hala del fondo