divendres, 31 de maig del 2019

"BORN IN THE 70'S"
FRUIT BATS 



 Taking gulps, of big blue sea, of georgia peach and texas tea. The sands of time, stuck in your shoe that make you cross, they make you blue. Whatever happened to you? - You were born in the 70s [2x]

The Ins & Outs, cold and hard, lost in space and parking lots. For 44s, 454s, they get me off, they get me high. So whatever happened to me? - I was born in the 70s, and you were born, you were born in the 70s - and we were born, we were born in the 70s [2x] -- Ticking goes, the big blue sea, a georgia peach and texas tea. The sands of time, stuck in your shoe that make you cross, they make you blue. Whatever happened to you? - You were born in the 70s [2x]

The year tonight, cold and hard, lost in space and parking lots. For forty fours, for fifty fives, they get me off, they get me high. So whatever happened to me? - I was born in the 70s, and you were born, you were born in the 70s - and we were born, we were born in the 70s [2x]



There are many television references; Lost in Space, Beverly hillbillies and Days of our lives (sands of time) which remind me of being a latch-key kid in the 1970s, when television was my sitter. \"454s\" refers to the 1970s muscle cars' engines. I love this song...it's an under-appreciated classic. -- Taking gulps, of big blue sea, a georgia peach and texas tea. The sands of time, stuck in your shoe that make you cross, they make you blue. Whatever happened to you? - You were born in the 70s [2x]

The ins & outs, cold at hearts, lost in space and parking lots. For forty fours, 454s, they get me off, they get me high. So whatever happened to me? - I was born in the 70s, and you were born, you were born in the 70s - and we were born, we were born in the 70s [2x]
"THE EMPEROR JONES"
DUDLEY MURPHY (1933) 



Magnífic Paul Robeson.
 



 

dimecres, 29 de maig del 2019

"THE EARTHQUAKE OF '73"
FRUIT BATS



You hurt your foot roller-skating down by the bay
You lost your voice singing along to ‘Raspberry Beret'
So I'll do my part not to break your heart
And baby don't break mine
Cuz I adore you and I know for sure
You're the spark on the sun

In the barrel race you cracked your rib and skinned up your knee
You lost a tooth in the Earthquake of 73
So I'll do my part not to break your heart
And baby please don't break mine
Cuz I want you and I want to just let you know
That I adore you and I know for sure
You're the spark on the sun

On the sun
On the sun
On the sun

"THE BLESSED BREEZE"
FRUIT BATS




Be the gumdrop deep in the rock
Be the stoic bird
Be a million dollar bill
Be a four letter word

Be the light of the silvery moon
Be the blessed breeze
Be the one who will do what thou wilt
Who will do as you please

Be the sun with the broken beam
Be a poison frog
Be the last Przewalski's Horse
Be a dove or a dog

Be the light of the slippery moon
Be the blessed breeze
Be the one who will do what thou wilt
Who will do as you please

Be the weak and willowy wisp
Be the granite peak
Be the pison from the viper's fang
Be the tear of a deer

Be the light of the silvery moon
Be the blessed breeze
Be the one who will do what thou wilt
Who will do as you please

"SINGING JOY TO THE WORLD"
FRUIT BATS 


 He got lonely every time the cantina lights came up on the Indian Casino Queen
Cause he'd loved her from the time she'd been the waitress at the Mexican place where he'd left his keys

She'd been there smiling at the lost and found
Then he took her to see Three Dog Night
They were playing at the fair grounds
Holding hands singing "Joy to the World"

She was way too young but he did not care
He was all right with cashing in
a few fine moments before his broken heart kicked in

He died a little bit each time the night came in
And the stars fell over Michigan
'Cause he'd loved her at the bar when he saw her dancing to
"I Could Never Take the Place of Your Man"

Then he'd come over to his usual spot
Soon they were making out at 3AM in the empty parking lot
They lay together under the burnt out stars

She never loved him back
It wasn't even close
But he was fine to just pretend
That it was never gonna end
And it was worth it just to know
A little warmth before the snow

dimarts, 28 de maig del 2019

"FLAMINGO"
FRUIT BATS 



The place where I was born is a vague memory
Like the flakes in the snow of a broke-down TV
It could be in a big city in a beautiful dell
With a red corn silo or a broken church bell

The girls would all be pretty and the men quiet and strong
The autumn is beautiful and summer not too long
Rains of May would come pouring like the Genesis flood
Left the old pink flamingo face down in the mud

The last thing I'll do before I call it quits
Is probably dream just a little bit
But nothing too hard on my sweet fadin' mind 'cause everything 
is gonna be just fine

dilluns, 27 de maig del 2019

"DEAR ANGIE"
THE IVEYS (BADFINGER)



 Dear Angie, just these lines to confirm something you may know
Dear Angie, please excuse the writing, it's my nerves, you know
When you caught your train today
You took my heart and soul away
I can't wait 'til Friday night
To see you, touch you, hold you tight
Dear Angie, how's your folks and relatives?
I hope they're well
Dear Angie, I'm spending my vacation at that same hotel
I've known you now for one whole year
There's something I've not told you, dear
Turned a blind eye for too long
This letter proves that I've been wrong
Ba ba da, oooooooh
Ba ba da, oooooooh
I've known you now for one whole year
There's something I've not told you, dear
Turned a blind eye for too long
This letter proves that I've been wrong
Dear Angie, I've beat about the bush, it's time I spoke my mind
Dear Angie, It's been a long time coming, guess I've been unkind
Dear Angie, the writing's on the wall
Dear Angie, I love you, you're my all
Guess that's all.

"WHEN I SAY"
BADFINGER



 What you are is what I see
What I see is what I want it to be
When I say I love you
What I mean is I really do

[Chorus]

I'm not the one who'll give you everything you need
But what I mean is that I'll try
I can't deny that I've been burning inside
For all the things I'll never see

So come on, be yourself, nothing else
Who could ask for any more
And you know, they all love you
What is more, I really do

[Chorus]

divendres, 24 de maig del 2019

"NAME OF THE GAME"
BADFINGER 



 I saw the railway master and I looked him in the eye
I said, "Would you go much faster if you thought that you would die?"
He said, "Not me sir, I could not care, in fact, I would not try.
For protest would not take me far.
It's different, me not being a star."
I lock my feelings in a jar until another day

Oh, comfort me, dear brother, won't you tell me what you know?
For somewhere in this paper world is a place where I can go
Oh, long awaiting mother, is it time to make a show?
And take your babies to your breast
No, we never passed the test
And all our sins should be confessed before we carry on

Oh, don't refuse me
If you choose me, you'll follow my shame
No, don't confuse me
For I know it's the name of the game

I got up off my pillow and I looked up at the sun
I said, "You can see quite clearly, now, the things that we have done
We burned your sacred willow and our battles we have won.
But did we get so very far?
It's different, me not being a star."
I lock my feelings in a jar until we go away
"I'D DIE BABE"
BADFINGER 



 You give me loving like crazy
You make my daisy grow high
You treat me good, so I'm lazy
You make me feel so alive

You get me feeling I'm okay
And I've got nothing to hide
And if you're leaving for a while, babe
You know, I'd die babe, babe, I'd die

I tell you I love you
I'll tell you no lies
I tell you I need you
And I want you by my side

Used to be cold and lonely
You came along with your smile
And if you leave now, I'll cry, babe
You know, I'd die babe, babe, I'd die

Used to be cold and lonely
You came along with your smile
And if you leave now and cry, babe
You know, I'd die babe, babe, I'd die
"I'LL BE THE ONE"
BADFINGER 



 Where did you go when you were needed?
Was it some place I know where they care?
Rise in the rain
I learned to get by without you for the pain in my heart

I'll be the one, we'll be together
I'll be the one, forever and ever

Look at me now, am I the loser?
If you can't tell me how, tell me why
But just the same
I learned to get by without you for the pain in my heart

I'll be the one, we'll be together
I'll be the one, forever and ever and ever
Ooooh oooh oooh, ahhhh Ooooh, ahhhh

I'll be the one, we'll be together
I'll be the one, forever and ever and ever
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh...

divendres, 17 de maig del 2019

"THE THIRD MAN"
CAROL REED


Orson Welles (1915-1985)



"THE STRAIGHT STORY"
DAVID LYNCH 


Richard Farnsworth (1920-2000)
Banda sonora d'Angelo Badalamenti

dimecres, 15 de maig del 2019

"LISTEN TO THE LION"
VAN MORRISON 



 And all my love come down
All my love come tumblin' down
All my love come tumblin' down
All my love come tumblin' down
Oh, listen listen
To the lion
Oh, listen listen listen
To the lion
Inside of me
Oh, oh, oh

And I shall search my soul
I shall search my very soul
And I shall search my very soul
I shall search my very soul

For the lion
For the lion
For the lion
For the lion
Inside of me
Oh, oh, yeah

And all my tears have flown
All my tears like water flown
And all my tears like water flown
All my tears like a water flown

For the lion
For the lion
For the lion
For the lion
Inside of me

Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion
Listen to the lion

And we sailed, and we sailed
And we sailed, and we sailed
And we sailed, and we sailed
sailed to Caledonia

And we sailed, and we sailed
And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed
Away from Denmark
Way up to Caledonia
Away from Denmark
Way up to Caledonia

And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed
All around the world
And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed
Looking for a brand new start

And we sailed
And we sailed, and we sailed
All around the world, a brand new start

Looking for a brand new start
Looking for a brand new start
Looking for a brand new start

And we sailed, and we sailed, and we sailed
And we sailed
Away from the Golden Gate
Way up to the New York City

dijous, 9 de maig del 2019

"ALMOST INDEPENDENCE DAY"
VAN MORRISON


Mijn ogen zijn gevuld met tranen...


 I can hear them calling way from Oregon
I can hear them calling way from Oregon
And it's almost Independence Day

Me and my lady, we go steppin', we go steppin'
We go steppin' way out on China town
All to buy some Hong Kong silver
And the wadin' rushing river, we go steppin'
We go out on the, out on the town tonight

I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the fireworks
Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay
Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay
I can hear them echoing
I can hear, I can hear them echoing
I can hear, hear them echoing
Up and down the, up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay

I can see the boats in the harbor, way across the harbor
Lights shining out, lights shining out
And a cool, cool night
And a cool, cool night
And a cool and a cool
And a cool and a cool, cool night and across the harbor
I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the people, people, people shouting out
I can hear the people shouting out
Up and down the line, up and down the line
And it's almost
And it's almost Independence Day

I can see the lights way out in the harbor
And the cool, and the cool, and the cool and the cool night
And the cool, and the cool, cool night breeze
And I feel the cool night breeze
And I feel, feel, feel the cool night breeze
And the boats go by
And it's almost Inde, Inde, almost Independence Day
And it's, and it's and it's almost, and it's almost Independence Day

Way up and down the line
Way up, way up and down the line
Way up and down the line
Way up, way up and down the line
Way up, way up, way up and down the line
Way up and
Way up and down the line
Way up and down the line
Way up and
Way up and down the line
Way up and down the line
Way up and down the line
Way up and down the line

dimecres, 8 de maig del 2019

"MADAME GEORGE"
VAN MORRISON



 Down on Cyprus Avenue
With a childlike vision leaping into view
Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe
Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George
Marching with the soldier boy behind
He's much older now with hat on drinking wine
And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through
The cool night air like Shalimar

And outside they're making all the stops
The kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops
Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops
Happy taken Madame George
That's when you fall
Whoa, that's when you fall
Yeah, that's when you fall
When you fall into a trance

Sitting on a sofa playing games of chance
With your folded arms and history books
You glance into the eyes of Madame George
And you think you found the bag
You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
In a corner playing dominoes in drag
The one and only Madame George

And then from outside the frosty window raps
She jumps up and says, Lord, have mercy I think it's the cops
And immediately drops everything she gots
Down into the street below
And you know you gotta go
On that train from Dublin up to Sandy Row
Throwing pennies at the bridges down below
And the rain, hail, sleet, and snow

Say goodbye to Madame George
Dry your eye for Madame George
Wonder why for Madame George
And as you leave, the room is filled with music
Laughing, music, dancing, music all around the room
And all the little boys come around, walking away from it all

So cold, and as you're about to leave
She jumps up and says, hey love, you forgot your gloves
And the gloves to love, to love the gloves
To say goodbye to Madame George
Dry your eye for Madame George
Wonder why for Madame George
Dry your eyes for Madame George

Say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street
In the backstreet, in the back street
Say goodbye to Madame George
In the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street
Down home, down home in the back street
Gotta go, say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Dry your eye, your eye, your eye, your eye, your eye

Say goodbye to Madame George
And the loves to love to love the love
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Say goodbye goodbye, goodbye, goodbye to Madame George
Dry your eye for Madame George
Wonder why for Madame George
The love's to love, the love's to love, the love's to love
Say goodbye, goodbye

Get on the train
Get on the train, the train, the train
This is the train, this is the train
Whoa, say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Get on the train, get on the train

dissabte, 4 de maig del 2019

"CYPRUS AVENUE"
VAN MORRISON



Well, I'm caught one more time
Up on Cyprus Avenue
Caught one more time
Up on Cyprus Avenue

And I'm conquered in a car seat
Not a thing that I can do
I may go crazy
Before that mansion on the hill
I may go crazy
Before that mansion on the hill
But my heart keeps beating faster
And my feet can't keep still
And all the little girls rhyme something
On the way back home from school
And all the little girls rhyme something
On the way back home from school
And the leaves fall one by one
And call the autumn time a fool
Yeah, my t-tongue gets tied
Every, every, every time I try to speak
My tongue gets tied
Every time I try to speak
And my inside shakes just like a leaf on a tree
I think I'll go on by the river with my cherry, cherry wine
I believe I'll go walking by the railroad with my cherry, cherry wine
If I pass the rumbling station where the lonesome engine drivers pine
Wait a minute, yonder come my lady
Rainbow ribbons in her hair
Yonder come my lady
Rainbow ribbons in her hair
Six white horses and a carriage
She's returning from the fair
Baby, baby, baby

Well, I'm caught one more time
Up on Cyprus Avenue
Caught one more time
Up on Cyprus Avenue

And I'm conquered in a car seat
And I'm looking straight at you
Way up on, way up on, way up on, way up on, way up on, way up on, way up on
The avenue of trees
Keep walking down
In the wind and rain, darling
You keep walking down when the sun shone through the trees
Nobody, no, no, no, no, nobody stops me from loving you baby
So young and bold, fourteen-year old
Baby, baby, baby

divendres, 3 de maig del 2019

"SWEET THING"
VAN MORRISON 



 And I will stroll the merry way
And jump the hedges first
And I will drink the clear
Clean water for to quench my thirst
And I shall watch the ferry-boats
And they'll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow's sky
And I will never grow so old again
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
And I shall drive my chariot
Down your streets and cry
'Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite
And I don't know why'
And you shall take me strongly
In your arms again
And I will not remember
That I even felt the pain.
We shall walk and talk
In gardens all misty and wet with rain
And I will never, never, never
Grow so old again.

Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
And I will raise my hand up
Into the night time sky
And count the stars
That's shining in your eye
Just to dig it all an' not to wonder
That's just fine
And I'll be satisfied
Not to read in between the lines
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet with rain
And I will never, ever, ever, ever
Grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Sugar-baby with your champagne eyes
And your saint-like smile

dijous, 2 de maig del 2019

"ASTRAL WEEKS"
VAN MORRISON



 If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dream
Where immobile steel rims crack
And the ditch in the back roads stop
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down
In silence easy
To be born again
To be born again
From the far side of the ocean
If I put the wheels in motion
And I stand with my arms behind me
And I'm pushin' on the door
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down
In silence easy
To be born again
To be born again
There you go
Standin' with the look of avarice
Talkin' to Huddie Ledbetter
Showin' pictures on the wall
Whisperin' in the hall
And pointin' a finger at me
There you go, there you go
Standin' in the sun darlin'
With your arms behind you
And your eyes before
There you go
Takin' good care of your boy
Seein' that he's got clean clothes
Puttin' on his little red shoes
I see you know he's got clean clothes
A-puttin' on his little red shoes
A-pointin' a finger at me
And here I am
Standing in your sad arrest
Trying to do my very best
Lookin' straight at you
Comin' through, darlin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dreams
Where immobile steel rims crack
And the ditch in the back roads stop
Could you find me
Would you kiss-a my eyes
Lay me down
In silence easy
To be born again
To be born again
To be born again
In another world
In another world
In another time
Got a home on high
Ain't nothing but a stranger in this world
I'm nothing but a stranger in this world
I got a home on high
In another land
So far away
So far away
Way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven
In another time
In another place
In another time
In another place
Way up in the heaven
Way up in the heaven
We are goin' up to heaven
We are goin' to heaven
In another time
In another place
In another time
In another place
In another face

dimecres, 1 de maig del 2019

"GLAD"
TRAFFIC 



 Like a hurricane around your heart
When earth and sky are torn apart
He comes gathering up the bits
While hoping that the puzzle fits
He leaves you
He leaves you
Freedom rider

With a silver star between his eyes
That open up at hidden lies
Big man crying with defeat
See people gathering in the street
You feel him
You feel good
Freedom rider

When lightning strikes you to the bone
You turn around, you're all alone
By the time you hear that siren sound
Then your soul is in the lost and found
Forever
Forever
Freedom rider

Here it comes
"JOHN BARLEYCORN MUST DIE"
TRAFFIC 



 There were three men came out of the west, their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die
They've plowed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead

They've let him lie for a very long time, 'til the rains from heaven did fall
And little Sir John sprung up his head and so amazed them all
They've let him stand 'til midsummer's day 'til he looked both pale and wan
And little Sir John's grown a long long beard and so become a man
They've hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at the knee
They've rolled him and tied him by the way, serving him most barbarously
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks who've pricked him to the heart
And the loader he has served him worse than that
For he's bound him to the cart

They've wheeled him around and around a field 'til they came onto a pond
And there they made a solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn
They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone
And the miller he has served him worse than that
For he's ground him between two stones

And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl and his brandy in the glass
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl proved the strongest man at last
The huntsman he can't hunt the fox nor so loudly to blow his horn
And the tinker he can't mend kettle or pots without a little barleycorn