Gonna Make You a Star - song and lyrics by David Essex | Spotify

About the Song

David Essex, a name synonymous with 1970s British pop, delivered a captivating blend of rock and roll, ballads, and theatrical flair. Among his most iconic hits is “Gonna Make You a Star”, a song that perfectly encapsulates the allure and the often-gritty reality of the entertainment world.

Released in 1974, “Gonna Make You a Star” climbed to the top of the UK Singles Chart, solidifying Essex’s position as a major force in the music industry. The song, with its driving beat and catchy melody, immediately captivated audiences. Essex’s charismatic vocals, infused with a touch of rock and roll swagger, perfectly conveyed the song’s message of ambition and the pursuit of fame.

The lyrics, penned by Essex himself, offer a glimpse into the glamorous and sometimes cynical world of show business. The song portrays the journey of an aspiring artist, navigating the pitfalls and promises of the entertainment industry. Lines like, “They’ll tell you you’re a diamond, the brightest ever seen,” highlight the seductive power of fame and the intoxicating promises made to those seeking stardom.

However, the song also acknowledges the darker side of the industry. The line, “But diamonds can be broken, their luster fade away,” serves as a poignant reminder of the fleeting nature of fame and the potential for disappointment.

“Gonna Make You a Star” is more than just a catchy pop song; it’s a social commentary on the pursuit of fame and the complexities of the entertainment industry. Essex’s raw and honest delivery adds depth to the lyrics, making the song resonate with listeners on a deeper level.

The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal. It continues to resonate with audiences today, serving as a reminder of the enduring allure of fame and the importance of staying true to oneself in the face of adversity.DAVID ESSEX("Rock On/Gonna Make You A Star")Signed 8" x 7" Black & White  Photo | eBay

DAVID ESSEX("Rock On/Gonna Make You A Star")Signed 8" x 7" Black & White  Photo | eBay

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Lyrics: Gonna Make You a Star

Oh is he more, too much more, than a pretty face?
It’s so strange the way he talking – it’s a disgrace

Well I know I’ve been out of style
For a short while
But I don’t care how cold you are
I’m coming home soon
I’m gonna make you a star
Yeah yeah

Well he say he’s into his music but I don’t believe it
He just doesn’t seem to understand the rock media

Well I know I’m not super hip
And I’m liable to take a slip
But I don’t care how cold you are
I’m coming home soon
I’m gonna make you a star
Yeah yeah

We gonna make you a star
We gonna make you a star

Oh is he more, too much more, than a pretty face?
(I don’t think so)
It’s so strange the way he talking – it’s a disgrace

Well I know I’ve been out of style
For a short while
But you see I don’t care how cold you are
I’m coming home soon
I’m gonna make you a star
Yeah yeah

We gonna make you a star
We gonna make you a star
We gonna make you a star
We gonna make you a star

 

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