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KAUGIRLSKA DESPERACIJA 4.


JOAN BAEZ - Diamonds & Rust (1975.)

Nisam ljubitelj protestnog folka, pjesama o rudarima (jedva sam prožvakao neke pjesme Uncle Tupela radi toga), cvijeća u kosi i sandala, tako da nisam ni htio čuti za Joan Baez. Sve dok mi pod ruke prije desetak godina nije došao izgrebani vinil primjerak njenog hit-albuma iz 1975., "Diamonds And Rust". To je i danas ostao jedini njen album, uz "Gracias A la Vida" na španjolskom jeziku iz prethodne godine, koji mogu poslušati od početka do kraja. Sama naslovna pjesma, koja govori o njenoj aferi i prijateljstvu sa Bobom Dlyanom sa desetogodišnjeg odmaka, njena je i najuspješnija autorska pjesma.

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Baez je šest puta bila nominirana za Grammy, ali ga nikad nije osvojila. Posljednjih godina za živog izvođenja pjesme znala je promijeniti riječi u "If you're offering me diamonds and rust... I'll take the Grammy!". U veljači prošle godine konačno joj je uručen Grammy za životno djelo.
Ostaje jedna misterija međutim. Kako su ovu prekrasnu folk pjesmu uspjeli obraditi same "metal glave" nikad mi neće biti jasno. A obradili su je redom; Judas Priest, Blackmore's Night, trash-core metalci S.O.D. i power-metalci Thunderstone.


Čitaj Baezicu kako plače za Zimmiejem:

Well I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall

As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the midwest
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust

Well you burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the half-shell
Would keep you unharmed

Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there

Now you're telling me
You're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Because I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid

Slušaj Baezicu kako plače za Zimmiejem: Diamonds & Rust

Post je objavljen 19.05.2007. u 10:00 sati.