omaggio a paul & art

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spero di fare cosa gradita a proporre ogni tanto qualche pezzo musicale tra i miei preferiti. vista l'ormai fatidica assenza di buona musica dai grandi palcoscenici degli anni correnti, è logico ed immediato, come sottolineava gigilentini, il "buttarsi sui classici". però, spesso, i classici sono ascoltati e riascoltati, e dopo un po' stufano. quindi, il mio intento non è di proporvi quelle canzoni celebri che tutti ascoltano e giustamente venerano, ma quei brani, che amo, rimasti sconosciuti ai più, ma a volte persino più meritevoli dei classici stessi.

in questo post voglio rendere omaggio ad un piccolo (di statura) ma grande (di mente) genio della chitarra e della poesia, paul simon, ed al suo grande (di statura, di capigliatura e di mente) amico art garfunkel, che di professione sapeva semplicemente e solamente cantare le canzoni scritte e suonate da terzi, ma lo faceva con una voce divina, che a tratti rasentava il suono di un violino (fate caso).

dal momento che la bellezza di questi brani, come al solito, coinvolge anche i relativi testi, vi pubblico anche i suddetti.

For Emily, whenever I may find her

What a dream I had

Pressed in organdy
Clothed in crinoline of smoky burgundy
Softer than the rain

I wandered empty streets down
Past the shop displays
I heard cathedral bells
Tripping down the alley ways

As I walked on
And when you ran to me your
Cheeks flushed with the night
We walked on frosted fields
Of juniper and lamplight
I held your hand

And when I awoke
And felt you warm and near
I kissed your honey hair
With my grateful tears

Oh I love you girl
Oh I love you


Wednesday morning 3 AM



I can hear the soft breathing
Of the girl that I love
As she lies here beside me
Asleep with the night
And her hair in a fine mist
Floats on my pillow
Reflecting the glow
Of the winter moonlight

She is soft she is warm
But my heart remains heavy
And I watch as her breasts
Gently rise gently fall
For I know with the first light of dawn
I'll be leaving
And tonight will be
All I have left to recall

Oh what have I done
Why have I done it
I've committed a crime
I've broken the law
For twentyfive dollars
And pieces of silver
I held up and robbed
A hard liquor store

My life seems unreal
My crime an illusion
A scene badly written
In which I must play
Yet I know as I gaze
At my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away


The only living boy in New York



Tom get your plane right on time
I know your part'll go fine
Fly down to Mexico
Da-n-da-da-n-da-n-da-da and here I am
The only living boy in New York

I get the news I need on the weather report
I can gather all the news I need on the weather report
Hey I've got nothing to do today but smile
Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da here I am
The only living boy in New York

Half of the time were gone but we don't know where
And we don't know where

Half of the time were gone but we don't know where
And we don't know where

Tom get your plane right on time
I know you've been eager to fly now
Hey let your honesty shine shine shine now
Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da
Like it shines on me
The only living boy in New York
The only living boy in New York