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31.10.2010., nedjelja

Suzanne Vega: Caramel



Caramel

It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long for you.

It won't do
to stir a deep desire,
to fan a hidden fire
that can never burn true.

I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;

But I don't know
how I would live with myself,
what I'd forgive of myself
if you don't go.

So goodbye,
sweet appetite,
no single bite
could satisfy...

I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;

But I don't know
what I would give of myself,
how I would live with myself
if you don't go.

It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long
for you.
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29.10.2010., petak

Concha Buika- No habrá nadie en el mundo



Desde que el agua el libre,
Libre entre manantiles vive,
jazmines an llorao,
y yo no comprendo como
en tus ojos nińa solo hay desierto.
Hermosa era la tarde,
cuando entre los olivos nadie,
nadie vio como yo a ti te quise,
como te quiero.
Hoy los olivos duermen y yo no duermo.

No habra nadie en el mundo que cure
la herida que dejo tu orgullo,
yo no comprendo que tu me lastimes
con todo todo el amor que tu me diste.

Pá cuando tu volvieras,
pensé en cantarte coplas viejas,
esas que hablan de amores y del sufrimiento,
cuando tu vuelvas nińa, te como a besos.
y volaremos alto donde las nubes van despacio.
despacio va mi boca sobre tu cuerpo,
tan lento que seguro se pare el tiempo.

No habra nadie en el mundo que cure
la herida que dejo tu orgullo,
yo no comprendo que tu me lastimes
con todo todo el amor que tu me diste.



Nemati nikog na svijetu... dok spavaju masline, ona ne spava... djevojka s pustinjom u očima... a dok ljubi, usnama zaustavlja vrijeme..

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27.10.2010., srijeda

Marianne Faithfull - So sad



Strahovi izviru iz zidova, zatežu me kao strune
dok zurim kroz staklo zidovi se u svakom plesu množe
gledam vani kišu pogledom prodirem kroz oluju,
ti ploviš na podivljalim valovima, sklanjaš se u sigurnu luku.
kako žaliti za sve izrečeno? tražiš uzbuđenja, slobodan kao ptica....

Strahovi izviru iz zidova, zatežu me kao strune
dok zurim kroz staklo zidovi se u svakom plesu množe

odjednom kucanje na vratima, ustajem, puštam te u sobu.
od puta si u ožiljcima i mokar do gole kože.
zaželim ti dobrodošlicu: dragi -konačno si ovdje,
uđi i ogrij se uz vatru, što je bilo-prošlo je.
sve je tako tužno, tužno. tako je tužno.

Strahovi izviru iz zidova, zatežu me kao strune
dok zurim kroz staklo zidovi se u svakom plesu množe

dok gledam vani kišu pogledom prodirem kroz oluju.
gledam unatrag, gledam u budućnost, letim uvis i ponirem-
što si na putovanjima pronašao?
sve je tako tužno, tužno.
jer, što si na putovanjima pronašao?
tako je tužno.

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Strum me hard, strum me fast,
Fears sure built into every wall.
Looking hard through the glass,
Fears sure built in with every waltz.

Looking out at the rain
Looking in through the storm.
Treading the waves,
Come in from harm.
How could you regret your other words ...
Hoping for thrills — free as a bird ...

Strum me hard, strum me fast,
Fears sure built into every wall.
Looking hard through the glass,
Fears sure built in with every waltz.

There's a knock at the door,
I get up — let you in.
Travelled and stained,
Soaked to the skin.
Welcome my darling, you got here at last ...
Come and sit by the fire — forget what's past.

So sad, so sad,
So sad, so sad.

Strum me hard, strum me fast,
Fears sure built into every wall.
Looking hard through the glass,
Fears sure built in with every waltz.

Looking out at the rain
Looking in through the storm.
Looking back, looking forward,
Flying up, flying down —
What have you found ?

So sad, so sad
What have you found ?
So sad, so sad
What have you found ?
So sad, so sad
What have you found ?
So sad, so sad.

Album iz 1981. Opasna poznanstva ("Dangerous Acquaintances") , takvo je bilo njezino s Mickom Jaggerom, ali i jedno još opasnije, s heroinom. Ipak, nikad ne bi dobila ovako bogat glas...



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25.10.2010., ponedjeljak

Marianne Faithfull - Crazy Love



Hated by all and everywhere he goes
Blazing contempt for human life and lies
Murder as art and what he knows he knows
from life and fear in other people's eyes

Crazy love is all around me
Love is crazy love is kind
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind

She walks the boulevard without a care
Knowing too much but having come so far
Pretending life is just a game you play for nothing
Loving no-one and no-where

Crazy love is all around me
Love goes crazy given time
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind

She looks as if expecting a surprise
Maybe an encounter that will change her life
Not knowing hot from cold or good for bad
If life is just a joke or if it makes her sad

Crazy love is all around me
Love is crazy love is kind
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind

Crazy love is all around me
Love goes crazy given time
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind

(album "Before the Poison", 2004. u suradnji s N.Caveom)

Godinama sam mislio da joj je to umjetničko ime, nešto kao Marija Vjere Prepuna, ali vraga! Sve je na njoj bilo, jest pravo, originalno, baš kao i ona, Engleskinja, aristokratkinja, umjetnica... Rođena 1946., oduvijek je pokazivala umjetničko i mazohističko (majka joj je rođena Sacher-Masoch, a pra-pradjed po majci- onaj po kojemu je mazohizam dobio ime), baronesa s korijenima Habsburga... Marianne je uistinu Vjerna Marianne, jer je bila groupie cijelom bandu Rolling Stones, spavala sa svima, bila Jaggeru muza (i obrnuto). Probala je baš sve, čak uspješno i glumila, no ja ću je uvijek pamtiti po pjesmama As Tears Go By i po Ballad of Lucy Jordan

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24.10.2010., nedjelja

Cesaria Evora - Miss Perfumado



Dixa'm morrę ta sonhá
Na sombra di odjo magoado
Duma pequena gentil
Di corpo perfumado
Assim dixa'm môrré ô flor
Na sombra di bô odjinho
Dixa'm morré ta sonhá
Assim cuma pomba na sę ninho
Si pomba é feliz na sę ninho
A mim também mi é feliz
Na sombra di odjo ma carinho
Di Miss Perfumado


kad nestane ljeta, u maglovitu jesen, na spomen lubenica- zavrtim ovu pjesmu za ljeto, i za Kraljicu lubenica.... this's for you, Sue.
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22.10.2010., petak

Billie Holiday - I'm a Fool to Want You



'm a fool to want you
I'm a fool to want you
To want a love that can't be true
A love that's there for others too

I'm a fool to hold you
Such a fool to hold you
To seek a kiss not mine alone
To share a kiss that Devil has known

Time and time again I said I'd leave you
Time and time again I went away
But then would come the time when I would need you
And once again these words I had to say

Take me back, I love you
...I need you
I know it's wrong, it must be wrong
But right or wrong I can't get along

Without you

Eleanora Fagan Gough,aka Billie Holiday (1915.-1959.), prostitutka, biseksualka, ovisnica o drogama i muškarcima... poznata je njezina uzrečica "A kiss that is never tasted, is forever wasted." istinito, ali nevažno...najvažnije, bila i ostaje gospodarica bluesa, majka Janis Joplin i Nine Simone. ipak, oprez! slušanje Sunday is gloomy u njezinoj verziji je blues overdose.



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20.10.2010., srijeda

Tanita Tikaram: Play me again



You've got me going, for all your lies
You've got me going, the hoop is wide
I keep believing, and what have I gained?
I've played you forever. So play me again.

You've got me running, all over town
You've got me running, so deep am I bound

To talk of love is only to flatter
Play me again
Please play me again
In the night time's wandering, that's where I hide
For in its blush I am alive
Searching for your light
Searching for you light

In the beginning, the word is hot
Now I see the ruin, but I can't stop
For I'm so sentimental
Play me again
Play me again
Play me again

Play me again, let me fall through your hands


Tanita Tikaram (rođ.1969.), glasom i licem ženski Elvis, bijela Tracy Chapman, egzotična po svemu, rođena u Njemačkoj, odrasla u Engleskoj, majka Malezijka, otac s pacifičkog otoka Fiji, s 19 godina bila na Billboard-ovim top listama (Twist in my sobriety).....
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Uspavanka za Šu



Uspavanka za Šu.

In the forest, is a monster
It has done terrible things
So in the wood, it's hiding
And this is the song it sings

Who will love me now?
Who will ever love me?
Who will say to me
"You are my desire, I set you free?"
(Who will love me now?)

Who will forgive and make me live again?
Who will bring me back to the world again?

In the forest, is a monster
And it looks so very much like me
Will someone hear me singing?
Please save me, please rescue me!

Who will love me now?
Who will ever love me?
Who will say to me
"You are my desire, I set you free?"
(Who will love me now?)


(PJ, ne znajući, pjeva o Moru, vukodlaku Đure Sudete; o Moru, koji pjeva o Šu (hint: lektira za osnovnoškolce).
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17.10.2010., nedjelja

Alan Parsons Project: When I'm old and wise



As far as my eyes can see
There are shadows approaching me
And to those I left behind
I wanted you to know
You've always shared my deepest thoughts
You follow where I go

And oh when I'm old and wise
BItter words mean little to me
Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they asked me if I knew you
I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine
And the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

As far as my eyes can see
There are shadows surrounding me
And to those I leave behind
I want you all to know
You've always shared my darkest hours
I'll miss you when I go

And oh, when I'm old and wise
Heavy words that tossed and blew me
Like autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they ask you if you knew me
Remember that you were a friend of mine
As the final curtain falls before my eyes
Oh when I'm old and wise

As far as my eyes can see

dokle god mi pogled dopire
vidim sjenke kako mi prilaze
onima koje ostavljam kažem
želim da se zna
uvijek ste bili u najdubljim mislima
slijedili me

a kad budem mudar i star
teške me riječi promaše
jesenji vjetar me propuše
i jednom, u magli vremena
kad me upitaju
jesmo li se poznavali
nasmiješit ću se i reći
bili smo prijatelji
i tuga će mi iz očiju nestati
kad budem mudar i star

dokle god mi pogled dopire
vidim sjenku koja me okružuje
onima koje ostavljam kažem
da svi znate
bili ste uz moje najcrnje sate
kad odem, nedostajat ćete

a kad budem mudar i star
teške će riječi-
što su me nekad dizale i bacale-
kao jesenji vjetar proći kroz mene
i jednom, u magli vremena
kad vas pitaju jesmo li se poznavali
sjetite se, bili ste mi prijatelji
dok se pred očima konačna zavjesa namiče
kad budem mudar i star


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13.10.2010., srijeda

PJ Harvey - The Devil



čim ostanem sama sa sobom vrag zaluta u moju dušu pa samoj sebi glumim izlazim van odlazim do starog krajputaša uz cestu luđački očekujući da ti budeš tamo da znaš kako te čekam dođi! dođi! odmah mi dođi! dođi! dođi u noći bez Mjeseca jer cijelo moje biće žudi u čežnji čežnjom žudi i ono što me prije radovalo sad se čini nevažnim nevažno

As soon as I'm left alone
The devil wanders into my soul
And I pretend to myself...
I go out
To the old milestone
Insanely expecting
You to come there
Knowing that I wait for you there
That I wait for you there
Come!Come!
Come here at once!
Come!Come!
On a night with no moon
Because all of my being is now in pining
All of my being is now in pining
What formerly had cheered˙ me
Now seems insignificant,
insignificant

Polly Jean Harvey (r.9.10.1969.) crni vrag soul-rock glazbe, kantautorica i žena kojoj je Cave napisao Into My Arms

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09.10.2010., subota

PYCCKU POP- TI I JA

(Elena Terleeva iz filma "Mi smo iz budućnosti", 2008.)
ruski pop, je, kao i ruski film, neki nepoznati ocean za ovog,starijeg mene...



on-line pogledajte ovdje
IMDb

Daleko smo od Ale Pugačeve, ruske vojne glazbe, folklora i američke šećerne glazure Živaga; a opet, jezik je blizak, muzika univerzalna...

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08.10.2010., petak

Cigani lete u nebo: Jabloko - (crvena) jabuka



Jesam rekao da se ciklički vraćam jezicima? odnedavno u glavi Cvjetajeva, toplina ruskog na jeziku, slavenska slutnja i šarenilo babuški... a najšarenije u svemu ruskom su ruski Cigani.


Andro verdan drukos nane
Man pirani shukar nane
Loli phabay prechinava hop hop hop
Yepash tuke yepash˙ mange hop hop hop
Tai la, la, lai Tai la, la, lai – hop, hop, hop



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George Michael - Jesus To A Child



Priznajem, previše vremena provodim, skoro da živim na YouTube oceanu. Ova prastara gay posveta ljubavniku (koji je 1993. umro od side), začudo savršeno funkcionira kao heteroseksualna himna, upućena ženi, ženama… univerzalnost poezije i glazbe.




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05.10.2010., utorak

Tori Amos: Winter



"Winter"

Snow can wait
I forgot my mittens
Wipe my nose
Get my new boots on
I get a little warm in my heart
When I think of winter
I put my hand in my father's glove
I run off
Where the drifts get deeper
Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
I hear a voice
"Your must learn to stand up for yourself
Cause I can't always be around"
He says
When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Boys get discovered as winter melts
Flowers competing for the sun
Years go by and I'm here still waiting Withering where some snowman was
Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace
But I only can see myself
Skating around the truth who I am
But I know dad the ice is getting thin

When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Hair is grey
And the fires are burning
So many dreams
On the shelf
You say I wanted you to be proud of me
I always wanted that myself

He says
When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses have gone ahead
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change
My dear

Jedno od mojih lica, najmanje patetično u svoj ogoljenosti....Myra Ellen Amos, aka Tori Amos (47).

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03.10.2010., nedjelja

Nina Simone: Feeling Good




Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That's what I mean

And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel


Možda starim, ali svaka obrada Nine Simon je tek blijeda kopija, a/ali ovaj cover grupe MUSE proglašen je najboljim coverom svih vremena. O vremena, o običaji!
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02.10.2010., subota

Yasmin Levy: Una noche mas



Židovski, španjolski i turski korijeni odredili su Yasmin Levy za idealnu interpretatoricu glazbenog pravca koji spaja Afriku, Aziju, Sefarde, Maure... judeolatino ili kraće, ladino.

Recuerdo tu imajen alejandose
La tierra se hundia bajo mis pies
Fui cayendome al abismo / vacio
Sin poderme agarrar a la vida

Como pude imaginarme
Que tenia algo que darte
Yo en mi madurez
Y tu en tu plena juventud
El tiempo no engana los anos no perdonan

Solo te ruego que me des
Una noche de amor
Solo pido una noche mas
Que me vuelvas a enganar

Te maldigo para que no puedas llorar
Que tu corazon se vuelva piedra
Que tu alma pierda su alegria
A la vez que mi cuerpo emvejece

Yo seguire reviviendo
Los momentos que tuvimos
La memoria es lo unico que me queda
Ni tu, te la puedes llevar


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01.10.2010., petak

Nick Cave: Spell



kroz šume, smrznute pustopoljine, pored snijegom urešenog raslinja pravim ležaj ispod plutajućih oblaka i spavam pod rastopljenim nebom, šapćem sva tvoja imena; ne znam ni gdje si, ali negdje, negdje jesi ispod ovog divljeg usamljenog Sunca, a ja pun ljubavi, čuđenja, tobom očaran, nemam trajnog sjećanja; nema tu buđenja, užarenog srca, ni Amorovih strijela, tek slabašni osjećaj, titraj izdaleka, za koji se grčevito držim dok se ludo vrtimo među zvijezdama, pun sam ljubavi, čuđenja, tobom očaran, onda me povjetarac dovede svijesti, dižem se s rosom, snijeg se pretvara u potoke svjetla, ljubičasti vrijesak cvjeta pa raste ispočetka, zovem te imenom, a ne znam gdje si... ali nekako, negdje, nekada jesi ispod ovog divljeg odbačenog Sunca

Nick Cave: Spell (album Orfejeva lira)

Through the woods, and frosted moors
Past the snow-caked hedgerows I
Bed down upon the drifting snow
Sleep beneath the melting sky
I whisper all your names
I know not where you are
But somewhere, somewhere, somewhere here
Upon this wild abandoned star

And I'm full of love
And I'm full of wonder
And I'm full of love
And I'm falling under
Your spell

I have no abiding memory
No awakening, no flaming dart
No word of consolation
No arrow through my heart
Only a feeble notion
A glimmer from afar
That I cling to with my fingers
As we go spinning wildly through the stars

And I'm full of love
And I'm full of wonder
And I'm full of love
And I'm falling under
Your spell

The wind lifts me to my senses
I rise up with the dew
The snow turns to streams of light
The purple heather grows anew
I call you by your name
I know not where you are
But somehow, somewhere, sometime soon
Upon this wild abandoned star

And I'm full of love
And I'm full of wonder
And I'm full of love
And I'm falling under
Your spell

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