LYNYRD SKYNYRD (2)

"SIMPLE MAN"

No puc estar-me'n...

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3pMzQsxtYEs

Mama told me
When I was young
Come sit beside me
My only son
And listen closely
To what I say
And if you do this it'll help you some sunny day (Oh yeah)

Oh take your time
Don't live too fast
Troubles will come
And they will pass
Go find a woman
And you'll find love
And don't forget son, there is someone up above

And be a simple kind of man
Oh be somethin' you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son, if you can?

Forget your lust
For the rich man's gold
All that you need
Is in your soul
And you can do this
If you try
All that I want for you my son, is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man
Oh be somethin' you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son, if you can? (Oh yes I will)

Boy don't you worry
You'll find yourself
Follow your heart
And nothing else
And you can do this, oh babe, if you try
All that I want for you my son, is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man
Oh be somethin' you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh won't you do this for me son, if you can?

Baby be a simple, be a simple man
Oh be somethin' you love and understand...

LYNYRD SKYNYRD

"FREE BIRD"

Un grup ENORME de rock americà del sud, la trajectòria del qual va quedar escapçada per un tràgic accident d'avioneta.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=np0solnL1XY

If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.

Bye, bye, its been a sweet love.
Though this feeling I can't change.
But please don't take it badly,
'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame.
But, if I stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you'll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.
Lord help me, I can't change.

PERLES, ALT URGELL

http://ca.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perles_%28F%C3%ADgols_i_Aliny%C3%A0%29

Perles, el poble on presumptament va néixer el meu avi, Antoni Oliva i Boadella, a qui mai vaig conèixer.

Racó de món. Racó inexplorat del cor...

"MOT RERA MOT"

JOAN VINYOLI 

  

Quan feia, ric d'infància, a clar de nit,
mentre la gent dormia ja, el pessebre,
amb palpadores mans de cec, absort,
posava tous de molsa humida als junts
dels suros nets i veia clar paisatge.

Ara que intento, vell i pobre, fer,
desconhortat, nit closa ja, el poema,
bròfec, nuós, amb mans tremolejants,
poso llacunes de silenci trist,
mot rera mot, i miro la tenebra.

"POINT BLANK"

JOHN BOORMAN (1967)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2sKgsKTeEM

Walker is an emotional and primitive man.

The hunter and the hunted.

Escolteu: jo sóc en Walker!!

"THIS IS A LOW"

BLUR (PARKLIFE, 1994)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gxfMUVWpGkM

And into the sea
Goes pretty England and me
Around the Bay of Biscay
And back for tea

Hit traffic on the Dogger bank
Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide and go to sleep
And the radio says

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you are alone
It will be there with you

Finding ways to stay solo
On the Tyne forth and Cromarty
There's a low in the high forties
And Saturday's locked away on the pier
Not fast enough dear

On the Malin head
Blackpool looks blue and red
And the queen, she's gone round the bend
Jumped off land's end
Radio says

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you are alone
It will be there with you

Finding ways to stay solo

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you are alone
It will be there with you

This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you are alone
It will be there with you

Finding ways to stay solo

"CANÇÓ SETENA EN COLORS"

PAU RIBA, DIÒPTRIA II (1971)

Diòptria I (1970) i Diòptria II (1971). Els millors discos enregistrats mai de música en català.
Pau Riba, un psicodèlic, un poeta.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NenOJ3xF98w

Ha plogut sobre el meu cap
hi ha crescut herba molt fresca
i he sortit a passejar
la testa florida i verda
perquè també s'hi han fet flors
com si jo fos una gerra
després ha sortit el sol
i he sentit olor de terra.

Fixa't jo, quin cap més verd
quina enveja, quina enveja!
papallones i ocellets
s'hi posen, i les abelles
Fixa't jo, quin cap més verd
quina enveja, quina enveja!

El vent m'ha dut grans de blat
i com que ja és primavera
les espigues s'han llevat
per damunt dels brins de l'herba
i han cobert les flors del foc
car també han crescut roselles
i per fer-me un cap tot d'or
el sol m'ha pansit la gespa.

Fixa't jo, quin cap més groc
quina enveja, quina enveja!
papallones i ocellots
s'hi posen, i les abelles
Fixa't jo, quin cap més groc
quina enveja, quina enveja!

L'estiu m'ha dut la calor
i ha arribat el temps de sega
he anat a cal segador
«—Vinc perquè em segueu la testa
podeu segar tot el blat
però per res ni una rosella»
i he sortit al carrer gran
amb la testa ben vermella.

Fixa't jo, quin cap vermell
quina enveja, quina enveja!
papallones, grans ocells
s'hi posen, i les abelles
Fixa't jo, quin cap vermell
quina enveja, quina enveja!
Oh, quina enveja em tens!
Oh, quina enveja em tens!

Les roselles s'han pansit
la tardor no té donzelles
i els meus cabells blancs i fins
m'han omplert de nou la testa
l'hivern m'ha cobert de neu
m'ha robat les flors i l'herba
i el fred m'ha fet presoner
amb el cap blanc com la pedra.

Fixa't jo, quin cap més blanc
quina enveja, quina enveja!
ni papallones ni ocells
s'hi posen, ni les abelles
On és la pluja, on és?
On és el blat, on és l'herba?