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.
Alison Krauss - Angel Flying Too Close to the Ground
If you had not have fallen
Then I would not have found you
Angel flying too close to the ground
And I patched up your broken wing and hung around a while
Trying to keep your spirits up and your fever down
Then I would not have found you
Angel flying too close to the ground
And I patched up your broken wing and hung around a while
Trying to keep your spirits up and your fever down
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