Recimo- Wishbone Ash, dobar, odličan, među najboljima... stari rock band... Odnosno postoji među mnogim njihovim albumima jedna pjesma koja je već godinama nešto što me fascinira. Inače se umorim rutine, jednolične svakodnevnice, ne podnosim rituale, ne poštujem nametnuta pravila, bunim se za sve i uvijek,( ah... krasno li sam biće...)... Ali INSOMNIA je... jednostavno odlična.
Insomnia You done someone wrong Your karma has come To settle the score with you. You're sneaking, you're crawling Into the ground Eyes open wide and blue. Insomnia Closer, but no closer. Insomnia Closer, but no closer. The night you were layed You had it made When everyone fell into place. Higher and higher Too fast to miss a beat, Body and bones as well. Insomnia Burning like a hell. Insomnia Oh, burning, yes, burning like a hell. Where does it come from Where does it go Throwing over your sleep? Walking and talking, Dancing 'till dawn, Insomnia Waiting to get you. Insomnia Waiting to get you. Waiting to, waiting to get you, inso... Waiting to, waiting to get you, inso... Don't let it, don't let it, inso... Don't let it, don't let it, Don't let it get you. Jednostavan tekst, lagano psihodelična melodija i postala je himnom. Mojom Glazba koja trenutno nastaje je nešto kratkotrajno i prolazno, a ono što pronalazim recimo na tavanu iz doba nekih drugih mladosti je doista prekrasno i drugačije. To je ona glazba koja se danas pretežno čuje u remixevima i preradama, usuđujem se reći- ne baš uspješnima. Uvijek mi je bila zanimljiva reakcija kod recimo upoznavanja, pa pitanje (jedno od): Što slušaš? Nadobudno odgovaram sa: "Stari rock..." A na to obično slijedi: "A... Gunsi i to?" Odgovaram sa "Hm pa... i ne baš." Kad počnem nabrajati bandove kao Wishbone Ash, Focus, Led Zeppelin, Deep purple... obično me zaustave kod jednog od posljednjih dva u nizu pa kažu: "Smoke on the water... koja stvar..." Ne osuđujem nikoga, volim što volim, poštujem sve ostalo. OK osim narodnjaka. To jednostavno ne mogu voliti, a ni poštivati. Osim određenih situacija o kojima ne bi sad pisala. Ufff... ponekad se same sebe bojim... Ne želim sad ovdje glumiti da sam veliki poznavatelj glazbe, jer nisam. Jos učim, i učit ću još godinama rekla bih... al vezano uz "stare rock znalce" sjetila sam se situacije kad smo nas par cura u prisutstvu jedne drage prijateljice (stara- ako ovo ikad pročitaš- sorry, morala sam...) slušali nekakav CD, malo pričale i zafrkavale se... i prolupale kad smo čule KASHMIR od Led Zeppelina. Vrištale, skakale, pjevale, urlale... Nakon što smo se malo smirile, naša je frendica na to rekla- "Ma nije loše, al draži mi je original... znate ono od Puff Daddy-a... " (napomena: mislila je na ono što je gospodin P.Diddy il wotevr nazvao "Come with me", soundtrack od Godzille ako se ne varam...). Nismo se smijale. Čekale smo da kaže- šalim se. Al nije rekla... Pa kao da se ukradena melodija (odnosno DIO melodije koji se ponavlja na repeatu) uz tekst: hear my cries, hear my calls, lend me your ears, see my fall, see my error, know my faults, time haults, see my loss, know im lacking backtracking, where i met you, pistol packing itchy finger, trigga happy, try and trap me bad rap, wiretap me, backstab me, break the faith, fall from grace, tell me lies time flies, close your eyes, come with me... come with me, yeah come with me, uh huh yeah (primjećujete li naglašene "fenomenalne" djelove teksta?) može usporediti sa slijedećim: Kashmir (Bonham/Jones/Page/Plant) Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear Oh, oh. Oh, I been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin' I've been flying, ain't no denyin', no denyin' All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land Trying to find, trying to find where I've been. Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir. Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear Ohh. When I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down... Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there Let me take you there. Let me take you there ma dajte molim vas... neusporedivo... I nije mi namjera u ovom postu vrijeđati fanove Puff Daddy-a iliti P.Diddy-a... makar ovaj... preporučujem da pokušate slušati nešto zanimljivo za promjenu... a ono... gušti su gušti. Ne, neću vrijeđati. Samo sam željela u ovom virtualnom svijetu vrisnuti da VOLIM STARI ROCK!!! rock on... |
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