Intermezzo 11 – George Gershwin's Day
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Već sam jednom imao Georga Gershwina kao mog glazbenog gosta... Eto danas... opet :)) I ne samo to... danas jedan post... za Georga Gershwina i Semiotiku... Jer, riječi su... baš kao da su pisane za tebe, chere Semiotique... One of these mornings, Semiotique... One of these mornings... Summertime – Scarlett Johansson – from 'Lost in Translation' Summertime (from Porgy & Bess) George Gershwin Summertime, And the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Your daddy's rich And your mamma's good lookin' So hush little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're going to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But till that morning There's a'nothing can harm you With daddy and mamma standing by Summertime, And the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Your daddy's rich And your mamma's good lookin' So hush little baby Don't you cry Ima nešto tako bolno u toj pjesmi... toliko tihoga, suzdržanoga bola koji ne izlazi iz duše... koji se u njoj zadržava i pjeni kao val, ulovljen u pličini, iz koje zna de se ne može izvući... ikada... nikada... Skupiti krhotine... i truditi se koračati, glumeći usput da je sve u savršenom redu... jer... što drugo preostaje... kada se sve redefinira... sve postaje moguće... zar ne??? A onda... taj tako poznati punkerski 'samo odjednom' efekt... onda... Onda nastupi tsunami koji redefinira... sve... i koji i inače izmiče tlo pod nogama... I kako dalje??? Kuda dalje??? Što dalje??? Ne znam... Tko bi to znao reći... Znam kako je to bilo sa mnom... Uostalom, mogu ja pričati ono što hoću... jer, riječi su jeftine... zar ne? I zašto baš Summertime? A zašto ne??? Vjerojatno, jedna od onih izuzetno rijetkih pjesama kod kojih je interpretacija tako presudno bitna, kod koje interpreacija govori sve... koja te može uzvisiti, koja te može razbiti... i premda sam mislio ovdje staviti barem pet verzija Summertime-a... neću... stavit ću samo onu koju najviše volim, od svih onih 50-ak koliko ih poznajem... Jer, i verzije pjesama imaju svoju priču... isto kao i pjesme same... OK... manje bitno... A mogu i pokušati djelovati... djelovati u određenom smjeru... tamo kamo me srce vuče... to the Love of mine... pa kako dragi Bog da... All times Classic Is You Is Or Is You Ain't My Baby Louis Jordan I got a gal that's always late Every time we have a date But I love her Yes I love her I'm gonna walk right up to her gate And see if I can get it straight Cause I want her I'm gonna ask her Is you is or is you ain't my baby? The way you're actin' lately makes me doubt Yous is still my baby-baby Seems my flame in your heart's done gone out A woman is a creature that has always been strange Just when you're sure of one You find she's gone and made a change Is you is or is you ain't my baby Maybe baby's found somebody new Or is my baby still my baby true? Is you is or is you ain't my baby? The way you're actin' lately makes me doubt Yous is still my baby-baby Seems my flame in your heart's done gone out A woman is a creature that has always been strange Just when you're sure of one You find she's gone and made a change Is you is or is you ain't my baby Maybe baby's found somebody new Or is my baby still my baby true? No... opet... ne slušajte mene... tko kaže da sam uvijek i isključivo samo ja u pravu??? Bronski Beat It Ain't Necessarily So (from 'Porgy & Bess') George & Ira Gershwin It ain't necessarily so It ain't necessarily so The t'ings dat yo' li'ble To read in de Bible, It ain't necessarily so. Li'l David was small, but oh my ! Li'l David was small, but oh my ! He fought Big Goliath Who lay down an' dieth ! Li'l David was small, but oh my ! Wadoo, zim bam boddle-oo, Hoodle ah da wa da, Scatty wah ! Oh yeah !... Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale, Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale, Fo' he made his home in Dat fish's abdomen. Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale. Li'l Moses was found in a stream. Li'l Moses was found in a stream. He floated on water Till Ol' Pharaoh's daughter, She fished him, she said, from dat stream. Wadoo ... Well, it ain't necessarily so Well, it ain't necessarily so Dey tells all you chillun De debble's a villun, But it ain't necessarily so! To get into Hebben Don' snap for a sebben ! Live clean ! Don' have no fault ! Oh, I takes dat gospel Whenever it's pos'ble, But wid a grain of salt. Methus'lah lived nine hundred years, Methus'lah lived nine hundred years, But who calls dat livin' When no gal will give in To no man what's nine hundred years ? I'm preachin' dis sermon to show, It ain't nece-ain't nece Ain't nece-ain't nece Ain't necessarily ... so! PS: OK... next time: Andro, part 10... ali ovaj put stvaaaarno!!! :))) |