i never think about love when i think about home


like a bridge over troubled water
i will lay me down


i believe jesus is god
and the pig is just ham
and i'm just a seeker, i'm just a sinner
and i'll be what i am


de chuck berry, as letras - verdadeiramente, as primeiras letras rock - e aquela alegria contagiante.
de fats domino, o balanço, aquele swing, a ternura e sensualidade que transpiram a cada compasso.
são estes os meus idolos da primeira década de ouro do rock.
chuck bateu a bota no início do ano, fats foi-se agora. resta-nos a certeza de que elvis is alive.


Wake up with somebody near you
And at someone else's place
You took acid and looked in the mirror
Watched the beard crawl around on your face
Oh, the revolution was here
That would set you free from those bourgeoisie
In the morning everything's clearer
When the sunlight exposes your age



Podemos passar a noite a dançar, por exemplo ao som dos LCD Soundsystem, e até misturar ácidos com revoluções, mas o que o espelho da manhã nos devolve é mesmo a idade.

If I could only fly, if I could only fly
I'd bid this place goodbye to come and be with you
But I can hardly stand and I got no where to run
Another sinking sun and one more lonely night