dimecres, 28 de febrer del 2018

"WHERE'S THE PUZZLE?"
BONNIE "PRINCE" BILLY (WILL OLDHAM)



 Where is the puzzle?
that bothered me so
how do I let my family know
O I'm disappearing
into the wind

I knew everything once
and now I know it all again
bliss comes with conclusion
comes with an end

hear our voices
pass it on
knowledge is born
with a singing dawn
goodbye and welcome troubled song
my body fades ... your life goes on

I knew everything once
and now I know it all again
bliss comes with conclusion
comes with an end

and I want only you
and I trust only you
and I want only to
sing you


"SO EVERYONE"
BONNIE "PRINCE" BILLY (WILL OLDHAM)




 I know my way around the world
it's a circle and it starts and ends
and I've found my hand on mountain girl
and my efforts condoned by friends

I sit in my window looking out
and watch for boys lit by the moon
I have a little magic left in me
and how to make a one like you swoon

O take it O take me
O Take it so easy
O make it O make me
O kneel down and please me
O Lady O Boy
Show how you want me
and do it so everyone sees me

We have a new leaf to show the world
glad we do, we had to come upon it
seems we put our money down
On black and even and the new leaf
well we won it

O take it O take me
O Take it so easy
O make it O make me
O kneel down and please me
O Lady O Boy
Show how you want me
and do it so everyone sees me

Now I want the world to see
everybody look at me
I'm a good person and free
and she loves me

O take it O take me
O Take it so easy
O make it O make me
O kneel down and please me
O Lady O Boy
Show how you want me
and do it so everyone sees me

sees that she loves me
sees that you love me

dimarts, 27 de febrer del 2018

"WILLOW TREES BEND"
BONNIE "PRINCE" BILLY (WILL OLDHAM)



 Willow trees bend
But I won't bend
I will never lay down
For every man alive
There's a fire
And for every king a crown

My world's been rocked before
And it will be rocked again
By a tremor or a howling wind
And lord if you demand
If the world at large asks of me
I will surrender to you

We have a power
All animals do
When faced with your fire
I will surrender to you

Fun to joy the aim
So we live forever
They may mock us but we do
The river carries on
Clouded with what we've done
The deeds of me and you

 We have a power
All animals do
When faced with your fire
I will surrender to you

"THE SOUTHSIDE OF THE WORLD"
BONNIE "PRINCE" BILLY (WILL OLDHAM)



 Where were the rapists when I was a child?
(Southside of the world)
They were my neighbours, that's why I'm so wild
(Southside of the world)
Where were the drunkards that shot with their guns?
(Ah...)
And closed the shops early so we could have fun
(Ah...)

Where were the women who spread the disease?
(Southside of the world)
Who spread love so freely and so spread their knees
(Southside of the world)
They went to the southside to make their own laws
(Southside of the world)
Away from the gnawing of innocent jaws
(Southside of the world)

Lord, they went to the southside and we must go too
(Southside of the world)
If we want our freedom, it's what we must do
(Southside of the world)
If we want happy families, it's what we must do
(Southside of the world)

Give me donkey ears!
Give me honkey tears!
Give me black blood!
And that of queers!
To mix with my own

 Come with me to the southside where we'll make our home
(Southside of the world)
Come with me to the southside where we'll make our home
(Southside of the world)

(Southside of the world)
(Southside of the world)
"AFRAID AIN'T ME"
BONNIE "PRINCE" BILLY (WILL OLDHAM)




 Scorn me not though I deserve
I've done fighting in my time
Long live the people hear me shout
And tell my enemies I'm blind now

Cold and clear, cold and clear, [Gold and clean...?]
Alone I may be
But afraid ain't me

Trust to me your little ones
Slow and sweet I teach
Woman man in blended garments
Try to block my greatest moments

Cold and clear, cold and clear
Alone I may be
But afraid ain't me

Oh the little black one comes
No one shouts out my name
Oh the little white one comes
Think love is a game?

Treat me well when wandered to your door
Bathe me please for I am dirty
Wash me hard with scalding tears
And with bath water drain my fears

Cold and clear, cold and clear
Alone I may be but
Afraid ain't me

Cold and clear, cold and clear
Alone I may be but
Afraid ain't me



"MY LIFE'S WORK"
BONNIE "PRINCE" BILLY (WILL OLDHAM) 




 You want to go
From here to there
Where is this valley?
Take me there

I will pull
Ridge to ridge
With great stone cracking
Make wondrous bridge

I take this load on
It is my life's work
To bring you to the light
Out of the dark

Our little house
Can seem so small
This morning we found
No love at all

I bust a hole
In the ceiling so
The light will flow
And show

My lack of grace
Your radiant face
They make it worth
Our time, on Earth

 I take this load on
It is my life's work
To bring you into the light
And out of the dark

The morning cry
Now a memory
The after prayer
Is all we see

So this song becomes
The melody
Of you
As you're the song of me


 
"THE SUN HIGHLIGHTS THE 
LACK IN EACH" 
WILL OLDHAM



 Condition is uncertain and likely to go
I sit like I did, like I may always
Under capsized boats
Discouraged to know how sunk can be days
Struck under, blown out, to cause busts
I can remember thanks to the smells
How colors can be and how to smuggle in breath
To a column or corridor hemmed in with death
O my
Our friends all within reach
And the sun highlights the lack in each

With enough money a woman is mine
And I hers, to challenge or throw her over
Over the rail, over a bedpost, out in the line
I'm washed by whatever can spring from her
Well ain't it always watched and lined out by it
We can describe it, shoot it - here we go
Take me for a ride, blindfold me, forget me
'Cause I'll be back in the smells you know

O my
My friends all within reach
And the sun highlights the lack in each
With luck, I'll come up near the other
Who mocks me, all gruff and full and ugly
He says "A small soul"
Well perhaps
Perhaps I am a small soul but I burn brightly
I am the light of this world
Just as long as I'm in this world
A small soul perhaps but I burn brightly
And I gutter on all your things like a wave
 
"DO WHAT YOU WILL DO"
WILL OLDHAM 



 Do what you will do
I will watch with you
Though I'm charged to wait awhile
I will wait for you in style
With you as a guide
I stay awhile
Watch with me

I won't ask you to be friends with me
Nor to stand by and protect
I can't ask you to lay hands on me
Just to show me some respect

Do what you will do...

And in rough times I can be with you
Laying early in my bed
And in time I go to sleep and you
Lay a kiss upon my head

Do what you will do...

If an end comes it is good to be
In the presence of a few
With a few friends is how it should be
When everything is through

 Do what you will do...

dimarts, 20 de febrer del 2018

ANEM ESMOLANT LES EINES...

 
"3 BAD MEN"
JOHN FORD (1926) 

 

dimecres, 14 de febrer del 2018

"CRASH AND BURN"
ANGUS AND JULIA STONE



Won't you take me
Be my love next door
When you run out
I can bring some more
Won't you throw down
This heart of mine
And I'll roll out
My stretch of time
Oh my stretch of time

Billy opened
Up a can of worms
So I lit up
Smoke and let it burn
Will you come back
If I turn and run?
Will you come fine me
If I crash and burn?
Will you come fine me
If I crash and burn?
Will you come fine me
If I crash and burn?

Look so pretty
When you brush your hair
Won't you be so
Kind to take me there
Will you come back
If I turn and run?
Will you come fine me
If I crash and burn?
Will you come fine me
If I crash and burn?
Will you come fine me
If I crash and burn?

Won't you take me
Be my love next door
When you run out
I can bring some more
When you run out
When you run out

 

"ON THE ROAD"
ANGUS AND JULIA STONE 



 Hit up the bottle
Scored us the finest herb
Jumped aboard that rolling stone
Took to the sky like a bird

Now the wheels are in full spin
We're off to play a thousand shows
Took a drag, fell in a dream
Took to the sky like a crow

She don't like it when I'm on the road
She don't like it when I'm on the road
She don't like it when I'm on the road
She don't like it when I'm on the road

Turn up the radio
Play 'A Horse With No Name'
Ten miles to the show
We're running late in a running late game

That road can burn through your heart
Make you forget what you're doing it for
But I'll keep walking through the dark
I'll keep knocking at that door, yes, I will

She don't like it when I'm on the road
She don't like it when I'm on the road
She don't like it when I'm on the road
She don't like it when I'm on the road

divendres, 9 de febrer del 2018

dijous, 8 de febrer del 2018

THE SHELTERING SKY
(BERNARDO BERTOLUCCI)
MONÒLEG FINAL DE PAUL BOWLES 


https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=73&v=XgfnZZlgt6Q 

 “Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don't know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It's that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don't know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”

dimecres, 7 de febrer del 2018

"RIGHT ON TIME (RAIN BIRDS)"
WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY




 I've never seen a sky
As flat as this one
As flat as the brown earth
Beneath our feet
Never seen a horizon
As dim as this one
It's 110 in the street

It's summer time again
In southern california
As fabled as any land ever known
Inside this house
With bars on the window
We dont get shown
The rest of the world

Here come the rain birds
Here come the rain birds
Here come the rain birds
Right on time

Out here
Theres a riot waiting to happen
Theres a whole lot of people
Who will be hurt
There are just too many of us
Thrown together
In this
Seven square miles of dirt
Inside the house
It's cool and dark
We keep the lights off
So it won't hurt our eyes
Out in the backyard
The sun bakes the earth
Out by the old garage

Here come the rain birds
Right on time

diumenge, 4 de febrer del 2018

ROBERT FISHER
(WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY), RIP
9-9-1957    12-2-2017

 
WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY
"LET IT ROLL" 


 
Between a rusty old cage
And a crown made of old
There's a paper mache
Cross painted gold
Up on the hill
Wild flowers still bloom
Red poppies like tears
Beneath a cold dead moon
Let it roll

There's one for the taking
Down by the riverside
She'll never be thinking
It was her lover's pride
There's one for the rolling
Down off of the ledge
Into the briars
To sleep with the dead
Let it roll

Hung up in sunrise
With a crown made of thorns
The windows are mirrored
Like the eyes of the lord
Between the high water
And a black-tooth nail
One night of whiskey
Is worth a lifetime in hell
Let it roll
 
 Nothing for nothing
Your God's a pretender
There's no room in Heaven
Now or hereafter
There's nothing to dying
Except a ropes soft whisper
I did what I did
And I'll do it again
We weep and we moan
We weep and we moan
Give me a stack of your best bibles
I'll raise my right hand and
Let it roll
WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY
"SOFT HAND" 

Flowers on the table
Have all gone south
Clutter that surrounds us
Leaves me with a dry mouth

All I need is a soft hand
To ease me in
All I need is a soft hand
To ease me in

All I need is a soft hand
To ease me in
The only thing we have left
Is skin against skin

There I made you smile
There I made you smile
There I made you smile
Made you smile again

Cut the service on the phone
Don't want anyone to know we're alone
It's so perfect here in bed
Just let the sunshine ease us in

There I made you smile
There I made you smile
There I made you smile
Made you smile again

All I need is a soft hand
All I need is a soft hand
All I need is a soft hand
To ease me in

Ease me in
Ease me in
Ease me in
Ease me in
Ease me in
WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY
"BRING THE MONSTER INSIDE" 


 It's midnight and
It's 90 degrees
Raining across the South End again
Out in the backyard
Backed up to the church
We're lit up
Like skeletons

I don't remember
Why I called
I don't remember
Much at all
Late at night
Wrong or right
Feels like
I'm drinking again

It's a short
Behind our eyes
It's a thousand kilowatt
Light show
It's a trick
Of the optic nerve
A spasm of memory

It's a fiction of comfort
It's a means to an end
I called the monster inside tonight
It's a mean way
To end