lunes, 16 de mayo de 2011

Wow

El otro día una amiga mi dijo que escuchara a Jason Mraz. Primero pensé que sería un árabe o algo así. Pero resulta que lo de Mraz viene de "Mr. a-z". Igual que Mr. "E", el de Eels. Veo un videoclip del Mraz este, y la verdad es que la canción me suena, la habré oído en la radio. Y veo:


Y luego leo:

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
Now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my bestest
And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some

I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment babay sing with me
I love peace for melody
And It's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved

So I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I'm sure
There's no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I'm yours

Scooch on over closer dear
And i will nibble your ear

I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed
I guess what I'm be saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

But I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I'm sure

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours
Please don't, please don't, please don't
There's no need to complicate
Cause our time is short
This oh this this is out fate, I'm yours!

He entendido más o menos la mitad de la letra, y me parece que Mr. a-z se ha dado cuenta de que no queda mucho tiempo. Y luego esos barbudos que deben estar más cerca de los 40 que de los 30 (o es que la barba les pone años), haciendo skateboarding. Me acuerdo de Lee Bender, ex-skateboarder y ahora motero, todo el día en la carretera. Gente que va de aquí para allá con sombrero y gafas de sol, con una mochila y un saco de dormir, en avión, en autobús, en moto, en la trasera de una camioneta haciendo con la mano el "be water". O Scott Pommier con sus fotos.

Y luego viene Mr. "E", que dice que ha tenido bastantes tragedias en su vida, pero que le han ayudado a crecer.

Everett's father, Hugh, died in 1982. His sister, Elizabeth, long troubled by schizophrenia, committed suicide in 1996, and in 1998 his mother, Nancy Everett née Gore, died of lung cancer. Following these tragedies, Everett and the Eels released Electro-Shock Blues in 1998. The release, whose sound alternates between furious indefatigableness, black humor, and strikingly authentic desperation, gained almost unanimous critical praise. Blues was followed by 2000's Daisies of the Galaxy, a gentler-in-tone addition to the Eels' oeuvre that hinted that perhaps Everett's recovery had begun. In 1998, Everett participated in a spiritual retreat, during which time he was forbidden to write or speak. Finding himself inspired, though, Everett broke the rules of the retreat and penned the lyrics for one song on The Eels' Souljacker album - "Souljacker Pt. II". This has nothing to do with his family. Still, death continued to haunt Everett; his cousin, Jennifer Lewis née Gore, was a flight attendant on the plane that struck The Pentagon during the September 11, 2001 attacks. Another plane struck a wing of the Pentagon, which is where his father had worked, and Everett remarks in his autobiography that he wonders whether the plane hit his father's old office.

De la Wiki, claro.

I can get overwhelmed with situations sometimes, but it's not as bad or as often as it used to be, and I think living through so much crazy shit really has made me stronger. Just like they said it should.

People in my inmmediate family don't seem to live very long. But I'm still around, so maybe I'll be an exception. Maybe not. Maybe I'll live to be a hundred. Maybe I'll have grandchildren. Maybe I'll get to write volume two of this book. You never know. I don't have any idea what happens next. Neither do you.

(De "Things The Grandchildren Should Know", pag. 244).

Wow.

Mr. "E"

Maybe, maybe. Los cojones. Todo el puto dia escribiendo música.

Esto está completamente fuera de lugar

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours
Please don't, please don't, please don't
There's no need to complicate
Cause our time is short
This oh this this is out fate, I'm yours!

Wow. Qué lejos estoy.

1 comentario:

LOBO dijo...

Vamos a morir ... fijo ...

No soy blogger, ni motero ... ;-)

Abrazo fuerte.