dissabte, 5 de setembre del 2020

"TO BE STILL"
ALELA DIANE 




Have you been wearing holes in your boots out there?
Have you been kicking bones in the desert sand?
There's a wolf inside the cave and another in the clouds
I've seen them chewing on, on the shadows in your eyes
And it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still
Oh, it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still
And I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in
No, I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in
Will you look at me when your face shows the lines of years?
While you've been away I have needed your strong hands
California hills could surely welcome us back home
But the way toward the crop of gold is not far from the snow
No, the way toward the crop of gold is not far from the snow
And it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still
Oh, it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still
And I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in
No, I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in
And it's here at home I wait for your wanders to be still
And I won't drag my feet in whatever dirt you track in

 
"I CONTAIN MULTITUDES"
BOB DYLAN 




Today, tomorrow, and yesterday, too
The flowers are dyin' like all things do
Follow me close, I'm going to Balian Bali
I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me
I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes
Got a tell-tale heart, like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
I'll drink to the truth and the things we said
I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes
Red Cadillac and a black mustache
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Tell me, what's next? What shall we do?
Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
Oh, while I cannot frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes
I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
I go right where all things lost are made good again
I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
I have no apologies to make
Everything's flowing all at the same time
I live on the boulevard of crime
I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes
Pink petal-pushers, red blue jeans
All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
All the old queens from all my past lives
I carry four pistols and two large knives
I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods
I contain multitudes
You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart
But not all of it, only the hateful part
I'll sell you down the river, I'll put a price on your head
What more can I tell you?
I sleep with life and death in the same bed
Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
Keep your mouth away from me
I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind
I'll see to it that there's no love left behind
I'll play Beethoven's sonatas, and Chopin's preludes
I contain multitudes

dimecres, 2 de setembre del 2020

"BLUE MONDAY"
FATS DOMINO 




Blue Monday how I hate Blue Monday
Got to work like a slave all day
Here come Tuesday, oh hard Tuesday
I'm so tired got no time to play
Here come Wednesday, I'm beat to my socks
My gal calls, got to tell her that I'm out
'Cause Thursday is a hard workin' day
And Friday I get my pay
Saturday mornin', oh Saturday mornin'
All my tiredness has gone away
Got my money and my honey
And I'm out on the stand to play
Sunday mornin' my head is bad
But it's worth it for the time that I had
But I've got to get my rest
'Cause Monday is a mess

dimarts, 1 de setembre del 2020

"HOLLYWOOD DREAM" (LP,1970)
THUNDERCLAP NEWMAN 


 
"OLD CORNMILL"
THUNDERCLAP NEWMAN 




 
"WILD COUNTRY"
THUNDERCLAP NEWMAN 




 
"LOOK AROUND"
THUNDERCLAP NEWMAN 
 


I'm walking down the street
And the pavement feels my feet
Nobody knows my name
But isn't that insane?

My friends are all a drag
'Cause all they do is play
I've got to find some more
I'll move out that's for sure

Look around, see what it's all about
Where do they go at night?
I'm on the floor

Look around, I've got to find the scene
Somewhere I haven't been, haven't been before

People pass me by
They don't know that I'm high
They give you such a frown
The whole things brings me down

I've got to leave this place
Put on a different face
The people buzzing round
They screw you in the ground

Look around, see what it's all about
Where do they go at night?
I'm on the floor

Look around, I've got to find the scene
Somewhere I haven't been, haven't been before