dimarts, 30 de juny del 2020

"KEY WEST (PHILOSOPHER PIRATE)"
BOB DYLAN 




McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled
Doctor said, "McKinley, death is on the wall
Say it to me, if you got something to confess"
I heard all about it, he was goin' down slow
I heard it all, the wireless radio
From down in the boondocks, way down in Key West
I'm searching for love, for inspiration
On that pirate radio station
Coming out of Luxembourg and Budapest
Radio signal, clear as can be
I'm so deep in love that I can hardly see
Down on the flatlands, way down in Key West
Key West is the place to be
If you're looking for immortality
Stay on the road, follow the highway sign
Key West is fine and fair
If you lost your mind, you will find it there
Key West is on the horizon line
I was born on the wrong side of the railroad track
Like Ginsberg, Corso and Kerouac
Like Louis and Jimmy and Buddy and all the rest
Well, it might not be the thing to do
But I'm sticking with you, through and through
Down in the flatlands, way down in Key West
I got both my feet planted square on the ground
Got my right hand high with the thumb down
Such is life, such is happiness
Hibiscus flowers, they grow everywhere here
If you wear one, put it behind your ear
Down in the bottom, way down in Key West
Key West is the place to go
Down by the Gulf of Mexico
Beyond the sea, beyond the shifting sand
Key West is the gateway key
To innocence and purity
Key West, Key West is the enchanted land
I've never lived in the land of Oz
Or wasted my time with an unworthy cause
It's hot down here, and you can't be overdressed
China blossoms of a toxic plant
They can make you dizzy, I'd like to help you but I can't
Down in the flatlands, way down in Key West
Well, the fish tail ponds and the orchid trees
They can give you that bleeding heart disease
People tell me I ought to try a little tenderness
On Newton Street, Bayview Park
Walking in the shadows after dark
Down under, way down in Key West
I played Gumbo Limbo spirituals
I know all the Hindu rituals
People tell me that I'm truly blessed
Bougainvillea blooming in the summer, in the spring
Winter here is an unknown thing
Down in the flat lands, way down in Key West
Key West is under the sun, under the radar, under the gun
You stay to the left, and then you lean to the right
Feel the sunlight on your skin, and the healing virtues of the wind
Key West, Key West is the land of light
Wherever I travel, wherever I roam
I'm not that far before I come back home
I do what I think is right, what I think is best
History Street off of Mallory Square
Truman had his White House there
East bound, West bound, way down in Key West
Twelve years old, they put me in a suit
Forced me to marry a prostitute
There were gold fringes on her wedding dress
That's my story, but not where it ends
She's still cute, and we're still friends
Down on the bottom, way down in Key West
I play both sides against the middle
Trying to pick up that pirate radio signal
I heard the news, I heard your last request
Fly around, my pretty little Miss
I don't love nobody, give me a kiss
Down on the bottom, way down in Key West
Key West is the place to be
If you're looking for immortality
Key West is paradise divine
Key West is fine and fair
If you lost your mind, you'll find it there
Key West is on the horizon line

dimecres, 24 de juny del 2020

"DIDN'T WANT TO HAVE TO DO IT"
THE LOVIN' SPOONFUL



Didn't wanna have to do it
Didn't wanna have to break your heart
Didn't wanna have to do it
I kept a-hopin' from the very start
But you kept on a-tryin'
And I knew that you'd end up a-cryin'
And I knew I didn't wanna have to do it at all
Didn't wanna have to do it
Didn't wanna have to be the one to say it
Didn't wanna have to do it
I kept a-hopin' there'd be somethin' to delay it again
Yeah, but then
No, I didn't wanna have to be the one to say "The end"
Was a time that I thought our love could fly
and never never fall
Why should I suppose we were never really meant
to be close to each other at all
No, I...
Didn't wanna have to do it
Didn't wanna have to be the one to say it
Didn't wanna have to do it
I kept a-hopin' there'd be somethin' to delay it again
Yeah, but then
No, I didn't wanna have to be the one to say "The end"
No no, not the end, no no no


dimarts, 23 de juny del 2020

"DARLING BE HOME SOON"
THE LOVIN' SPOONFUL 




Come and talk of all the things we did today
Here and laugh about our funny little ways
While we have a few minutes to breathe
And I know that it's time you must leave
But darling be home soon
I couldn't bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It's not just these few hours but I've been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to
And now, a quarter of my life is almost passed
I think I've come to see myself at last
And I see that the time spent confused
Was the time that I spent without you
And I feel myself in bloom
So darling be home soon
I couldn't bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It's not just these few hours but I've been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to
So darling
My darling be home soon
I couldn't bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It's not just these few hours but I've been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to
Go and beat your crazy head against the sky
Try and see beyond the houses and your eyes
It's ok to shoot the moon
My darling be home soon
I couldn't bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It's not just these few hours but I've been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to


"YOUNGER GIRL"
THE LOVIN' SPOONFUL




She's one of those girls,
Who seems to come in the spring.
One look in her eyes,
And you forget everything,
You had ready to say.
And I saw her today, yeah.
A younger girl
Keeps rollin' 'cross my mind.
No matter how much I try,
I can't seem to leave her memory behind.
I remember her eyes,
Soft dark and brown.
Said she'd never been in trouble,
Even in town
A younger girl
Keeps rollin' 'cross my mind.
No matter how much I try,
I can't seem to leave her memory behind.
A younger girl
Keeps rollin' 'cross my mind.
And should I hang around,
Acting like her brother?
In a few more years,
They'd call us right for each other.
And why, If I wait I'll just die, yeah.
A younger girl
Keeps rollin' 'cross my mind.
No matter how much I try,
I can't seem to leave her memory behind.
I remember her eyes,
Soft dark and brown.
Said she'd never been in trouble,
Even in town
A younger girl
Keeps rollin' 'cross my mind.
She's one of those girls,
Who seems to come in the spring.
One look in her eyes,
And you forget everything,
You had ready to say


dilluns, 22 de juny del 2020

"COCONUT GROVE"
THE LOVIN' SPOONFUL 



It's really true how nothin' matters
No mad, mad world and no mad hatters
And no-one's pitchin' 'cause there ain't no batters
In Coconut Grove
Don't bar the door, there's no-one comin'
The ocean's roar will dull the drummin'
Of any city thoughts or city ways
The ocean breeze is coolin' my mind
The salty days are hers and mine
Just to do what we want to
Tonight we'll find a dune that's ours
And softly she will speak the stars
Until sunup
It's all from havin' someone knowin'
Just which way your head is blowin'
Who's always warm like in the mornin'
In Coconut Grove

dissabte, 20 de juny del 2020

"TO THE SHORE"
BLUE ROSE CODE 




 
"AFTER THE RAIN"
WITHERED HAND & A SINGER OF SONGS



"AMONG HORSES"
 WITHERED HAND & A SINGER OF SONGS






"STRAY"
 WITHERED HAND & A SINGER OF SONGS



Àlbum sencer:



"CROW SONG"
 HALEY HEYNDERICKX 
& MAX GARCÍA CONOVER
 


 I saw the scatterlight streaming
Down through the century trees
Bloodfern and juniper
Sweeteye and shattercane weeds

I saw the cloud from the cabin
Slate rock and teeming with storm
Carrion bird caught in the hearth
And killed by collision with door
Feathers all over the floor

I’ll be home where I go
I’ll be home wherever I go
I’ll be home where I go someday

Buckshot rang out in the distance
Over and over again
River the moon shiver
I saw my sister jump in

And I saw my brother in Dallas
Quietly drunk every day
Gentle and kind and lost in his mind
And surprised when his wife went away

And I saw the killers in costume
And I saw their satellites burn
And I saw them measure their money
In whether they look like the people they hurt
Maybe that’s just who we were
 

divendres, 19 de juny del 2020

"MOTHER"
 HALEY HEYNDERICKX 
& MAX GARCÍA CONOVER




Born in the east raised by the west
Torn in between cultural dressings
Both may feel right, but neither feels whole
Mother I'm torn between two different homes
Land filled with pears, and apricot hues
The lands filled with mangoes and papayas blooming
Each land of woman filled with rich story
Mother I'm stuck between two different mornings
And how dissonant are each of these bridges
And how resonant are each of these feelings though
If neither feels right and neither feels wrong
Mother my children will speak in different tongues
Mother I'm shy I can't speak your tongue
Mother don't cry I've been trying again
Trying to be bold as you were before me
I'm leaving the west I'm going alone


"NOT ALONE"
WITHERED HAND 



 We had it bad
It never worked out quite how we had planned
For you

And my old friend
How we raced each other to the end
The two

I'm over that
How you'd carry me upon your back
Forlorn

Now I recall
How you'd cradle me when I was small
Now I will fall so alone

But we are not alone
"CALIFORNIA"
WITHERED HAND 



 After the longest night
Stepping out into a new daylight
Beer ice cold in my hand
Like I'm on my way
Like I had plenty not to talk about
Stop in for a burger at the In-n-Out
Waiting in line for the prophecy
How we took our turn to be strung out like some powder in a bag of skin
Last night I coulda sworn I was dying
Cicadas singing at my window
Signs proclaim the end is nigh
But not tonight

In California
I keep sippin on the tussin like I'm sick again
Ooh white light white heat all night heart beating in my chest like a kettle drum
California
I keep sippin on the tussin like I'm sick again
Ooh white light white heat all night heart beating in my chest like a jackhammer


What of the unfinished symphonies, the immigration infamies
My head rings like the liberty bell
Sweating like a winner on a hot day
Sinner say what, say you nothing if you’ve nothing to sell
Every time I open up my mealy mouth
This tiny wee sound comes out and I’m spitting it out into the doubt
I hear my heart like a back-beat
Like something incomplete, no midnight choir
No love over desire
]
In California
I keep sippin on the tussin like I'm sick again
Ooh white light white heat all night heart beating in my chest like a kettle drum
California
I keep sippin on the tussin like I'm sick again
Ooh white light white heat all night heart beating in my chest like a jackhammer

California
I keep sippin on the tussin like I'm sick again
Ooh white light white heat all night heart beating in my chest like a kettle drum
California
I keep sippin on the tussin like I'm sick again
Ooh white light white heat all night heart beating in my chest like a jackhammer
 

dijous, 11 de juny del 2020

"MAI NO ARRIBARÀ LA FI DEL MÓN"
MÀRIUS SEMPERE 



Mai no arribarà la fi del món
si et recordo la veu
i sigui recordada
la meva veu després, i molt més tard
encara, la memòria fidel,
conjurant la tenebra i els enterramorts,
arrenqui del silenci les imperceptibles
preguntes dels ulls cecs: on ets?, on ets?,
on ets?, i cap resposta
no s’alci de la terra
llevat d’una flor.

"QUAN JO ERA INFANT"
MÀRIUS SEMPERE 


Quan jo era infant parlava
amb els esperits. Sabia que la gespa
eren els peus menuts i frescos de les fades;
una estesa de pedres, un aplec de nans
fent la becaina; un arbre, un gegant quiet
i bondadós que no negava mai un consell d'ombra
al caminant exhaust; cada cosa, en fi, gran o petita,
l'estoig que guardava un bri de fum de l'ànima del món.
Ara sé que tot és buit i de ningú com una frontera.

"MARE NO EM RENYIS"
MÀRIUS SEMPERE 


Mare, no em renyis, sí, ja sé,
que m’he fet vell,
però jo no he sigut!
Jo no he sigut, deia d’infant
ben protegit per las primeres clarors.
Per què no dir-ho ara, al recer
de les últimes ombres?
Les joguines trencades per terra,
tot fet malbé, fill, no tens remei!
Mentida, mare,
ha estat aquell, no el veus com fuig?
I sempre aquell, mare, el mateix que et va desfer
el llit, el pare gras, el dimoni pelut
que ens roba la força i la bellesa.
Potser és just, no ho sé pas: li devíem
l’alè, la pell llisa i fresca, fins i tot
el goig immens d’estimar-nos. Però
jo no he sigut, mare. No em veus?, mira’m,
jo ja vinc
a poc a poc, amb bastó.

dilluns, 8 de juny del 2020

"EARTHFRIEND"
MANDRAKE MEMORIAL 



[Verse One]
You can move out mountains
You can talk to the sea
You can laugh at the people
But you can't laugh at me

[Verse Two]
All the afternoon shadows
All the darkness of night
Didn't think it all ???

[Verse Three]
The roads are imagination
They made it that way
The dark clouds are happy
The Sun's yellow waves

[Verse Four]
All the afternoon shadows
All the darkness of night
Didn't think it all ???

Ohh...
"PUZZLE"
MANDRAKE MEMORIAL 


 
"MEDIUM"
MANDRAKE MEMORIAL 




diumenge, 7 de juny del 2020

"THE MANDRAKE MEMORIAL"
MANDRAKE MEMORIAL 


 

dimecres, 3 de juny del 2020

"CIURIDDI DI LU CHIANU"
ROSA BALISTRERI 


 
"AS TEARS GO BY"
JUN MIYAKE 



It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
Smiling faces I can see
But not for me
I sit and watch
As tears go by
My riches can't buy everything
I want to hear the children sing
All I hear is the sound
Of rain falling on the ground
I sit and watch
As tears go by
It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
Doing things I used to do
They think are new
I sit and watch
As tears go by