Mind Bomb
Hoje comprei mais um CD para a discografia dos "The The" (Mind Bomb - de 1989, versão remasterizada em 2004)... Não vou impregnar o ecran com as explicações de porque é que gosto desta banda ou que sensações é que a música invoca em mim (muitas, e boas), nada disso. Vou simplesmente solicitar os linguistas que por aí andam e convida-los a passear por estes versos fantásticos.
Transcrevi a integralidade das letras (que se lixem os direitos de autor), e chamo particular atenção para as seguintes faixas em particular:
As 3 primeiras, que se completam e que retratam respectivamente (1) alguma alegoria face à realidade que se vive hoje neste país, (2) alguns pontos de vista com que concordo face à religião (mais sobre este assunto neste post), e (3) algumas ironias sobre a sociedade quotidiana em geral.
Kingdom of Rain, que é um poema maravilhos cantado em dueto entre o Matt Johnson dos The The e a Sin'head O'connor.
Beyond Love, que é provavelmente a canção de amor mais bonita que alguma vez ouvi (já ouvi muitas), um poema digno de algumas Encandescências que por aí se lêem...
Tenho uma vontade enorme de oferecer este album a alguém e nem sei como... nem porquê.
The The - Mind Bomb
Good morning beautiful
Satellite, oh, satellite
Who sits upon our skies
How deep do you see when you spy into our lives?
I know that God lives in everybody's souls
and the only devil in your world
Lives in the human heart
So now ask yourself
What is human? And what is truth?
Ask yourself
Whose voice is it? That whispers unto you?
From the cellars of your homes
From the tops of your city roofs
Ask yourself
Whose voice is it? That whispers unto you?
Who is it?
That turns your blood into spirit and your spirit into blood
Who is it?
That can reach down from above and set yours souls ablaze with love
Or fill you with the insanity of violence and it's brother: lust
Who is it?
Whose words have been twisted beyond recognition
In order to build your planet Earth's religions
Who is it?
Who could make your little armies of the left
and your little armies of the right
Light up your skies tonight
Now some of you may live and some of you may die
But remember
That nothing in the world can kill you inside
For he is thinking of you
In your great cities of great solitude
Oh children you've still got a lot to fuckin' learn
The only path to heaven is via hell
Good morning beautiful, good morning beautiful
Good morning beautiful, good bye world
Armageddon days are here (again)
They're 5 miles high as the crow flies
leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East toward the West
with Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!
But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hi-jacked his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave
Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war
Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes
You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack
You'll watch the ships out of harbour
and the bodies come floating back
If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
But God didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God belong to the yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
No, God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sown
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
Armageddon days are here again
The Violence of truth
What is evil? What is love?
What is the force that possesses us?
Where is the beauty? Where is the truth?
Where is the force that watches over you?
What is it that makes us ashamed to be white?
(when we close our ears to the sound of machine gun)
And while the niggers of this world are starving
with their mouths wide open
What is it that turns the coins we throw at them
into worthless little tokens?
Why is it that anything on this earth we do not understand
We are pushed onto our knees to worship or to damn?
Those are the rules of religion
Those are the laws of the land
That's how the forces of darkness have suppressed the spirit of man
That's why human beings still walk on all fours
Whilst in the presence of their so called superiors
Somethings telling you to wake up and salute
The dangers of obedience and the violence of truth
God is evil, God is love
God is the force that possesses us
God is beauty, God is truth
God is the force that is watching over you
Kingdom of rain
Tell me what you're thinking baby
Your heart's beating faster than mine
And I know something's going on in your life
In your life.. in your life
You were the girl I wanted to cry with
You were the girl I wanted to die with
And you were the boy who turned into the man
Broke my heart and let go off my hand
Our bed is empty, the fire is out
And all the love we've got to give has all spurted out
There's no more blood and no more pain
In our kingdom of rain
You think you know about life
You think you know about love
But when you put your hands inside me
It doesn't even feel like I'm being touched, and
You were the boy I wanted to cry with
You were the boy I wanted to die with
You've moved further from my side, year by year,
While still making love dutifully sincere
But as silent as the car lights that move across this room
As cold as our bodies silhouetted by the moon
And I would lie awake and wonder
Is it just me or this the way love is supposed to be?
Tell me what you told him baby
My heart's beating out of time with my mind
And I know something's going wrong in our lives
I just wanted somebody to caress, this damsel in distress
I just wanted somebody to undress, this damsel in distress
I just wanted somebody to bless, this damsel in distress
I just wanted somebody to possess, this young girl
Our bed is empty, the fire is out
And all the love we've got to give has all spurted out
There's no more blood and no more pain
In our kingdom of rain
The beat(en) generation
When you cast your eyes upon the skylines
Of this once proud nation
Can you sense the fear and the hatred
Grwoing in the hearts of its population
And our youth, oh youth, are being seduced
by the greedy hands of politics and half truths
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice and mis-information
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
Open your eyes, open your imagination
We're being sedated by the gasoline fumes
and hypnotised by the satellites
Into believing what is good and what is right
You may be worshipping the temples of mammon
Or lost in the prisons of religion
But can you still walk back to happiness
When you've nowhere left to run?
Andif they send in the special police
To deliver us from liberty and keep us from peace
Then won't the words sit ill upon their tongues
when they tell us justice is being done
and that freedom lives in the barrels of a warm gun
August & September
Suddenly last summer
I started going out of my head
In a tiny hotel room
Lying naked on a bed
I knew what you were doing, and I knew what you'd done
Your life with me was ending, your new life had begun
But I was cursing your name, and I was cursing that room
And I was praying for the strength to stop loving you
I started writing you the letter
Which turned into the book
I was gonna reach across the ocean
and force you to look
But what kind of man was I?
Who would sacrify you happiness to satisfy his pride
What kind of man was I?
Who would delay your destiny to appease his tiny mind
Then you came back to me and I went down on one knee
With a glint in my eyes and a rose between my teeth
And I pushed out my tongue for you to see
That I'd been dying of a thirst for your company
Then you quenched my loneliness with your tears
And our clothes fell away as we rolled back the years
But we could't deny it because we could not admit it
If our love was too strong to die
Or we were just too weak to kill it
Was our love too strong to die?
Or were we just too weak to kill it?
Every moment in that room
I closed my eyes in prayer
Every moment I awoke
I clenched my teeth in prayer
What kind of man was I?
Who would sacrify your happiness to satisfy his pride
What kind of man was I?
Who would delay your destiny to appease his tiny mind
Who could delay your destiny to appease his aching swollen pride
Who could delay your destiny to appease his screaming little mind
You're mine
Gravitate to me
I've been watching you for ages
You're like a boat without a mast
Struggling with the tide of destiny
Between the future and the past
I am the lighthouse
I am the sea
I am the air that you breathe
Gravitate to me
Through the ether and the mists of themind
You will come to me to lay by my side
To stroke my hair, to cuddle my flesh
And to quell the torrents in my subterranean depths
This world aint strong enough to keep us from eachother
For we are kindred spirits, born to become earthly lovers
And while my vanity struggles against my integrity
I find myself thinking, how deep runs my humanity?
When held up against eternity?
I am the lighthouse
I am the sea
I am your destiny
Gravitate to me
I know you
From a previous incarnation..
Beyond love
Move away from the window and into the light
There are some things in this life that you just can't fight
It's as if the spirits above have cast a little spell upon us
It's as if heaven above is beckoning us
So let us take off our crosses and lay them in a tin
And let our weakness become virtue instead of sin
Our bodies stand naked as the day they were born
And tremble like animals before a coming storm
Take me beyond love
Up to something above
Upon this bed, between these sheets
Take me to a happiness beyond human reach
The force of life is rushing through our veins
In and out like the tide it comes in waves
The drops of semen and the clots of blood
Which may, one day, become like us
With outstretched hands reaching beyond love
And up to something above
Before our juices run cold and our flesh grows old
Let me feed upon your breast and draw closer to your soul
Let me stay with you tonight and I'll offer you my world
I'll take you to the angels if you'll take me to myself
Take me beyond love
Up to something above
Upon this bed, between these sheets
Take me to a happiness beyond human reach
Beyond the grasp of lust
Beyond the need for trust
Beyond the gaze of the sick and the lame
Beyond the stretch of human pain
Transcrevi a integralidade das letras (que se lixem os direitos de autor), e chamo particular atenção para as seguintes faixas em particular:
As 3 primeiras, que se completam e que retratam respectivamente (1) alguma alegoria face à realidade que se vive hoje neste país, (2) alguns pontos de vista com que concordo face à religião (mais sobre este assunto neste post), e (3) algumas ironias sobre a sociedade quotidiana em geral.
Kingdom of Rain, que é um poema maravilhos cantado em dueto entre o Matt Johnson dos The The e a Sin'head O'connor.
Beyond Love, que é provavelmente a canção de amor mais bonita que alguma vez ouvi (já ouvi muitas), um poema digno de algumas Encandescências que por aí se lêem...
Tenho uma vontade enorme de oferecer este album a alguém e nem sei como... nem porquê.
The The - Mind Bomb
Good morning beautiful
Satellite, oh, satellite
Who sits upon our skies
How deep do you see when you spy into our lives?
I know that God lives in everybody's souls
and the only devil in your world
Lives in the human heart
So now ask yourself
What is human? And what is truth?
Ask yourself
Whose voice is it? That whispers unto you?
From the cellars of your homes
From the tops of your city roofs
Ask yourself
Whose voice is it? That whispers unto you?
Who is it?
That turns your blood into spirit and your spirit into blood
Who is it?
That can reach down from above and set yours souls ablaze with love
Or fill you with the insanity of violence and it's brother: lust
Who is it?
Whose words have been twisted beyond recognition
In order to build your planet Earth's religions
Who is it?
Who could make your little armies of the left
and your little armies of the right
Light up your skies tonight
Now some of you may live and some of you may die
But remember
That nothing in the world can kill you inside
For he is thinking of you
In your great cities of great solitude
Oh children you've still got a lot to fuckin' learn
The only path to heaven is via hell
Good morning beautiful, good morning beautiful
Good morning beautiful, good bye world
Armageddon days are here (again)
They're 5 miles high as the crow flies
leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East toward the West
with Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!
But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hi-jacked his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave
Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war
Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes
You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack
You'll watch the ships out of harbour
and the bodies come floating back
If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
But God didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God belong to the yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
No, God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sown
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
Armageddon days are here again
The Violence of truth
What is evil? What is love?
What is the force that possesses us?
Where is the beauty? Where is the truth?
Where is the force that watches over you?
What is it that makes us ashamed to be white?
(when we close our ears to the sound of machine gun)
And while the niggers of this world are starving
with their mouths wide open
What is it that turns the coins we throw at them
into worthless little tokens?
Why is it that anything on this earth we do not understand
We are pushed onto our knees to worship or to damn?
Those are the rules of religion
Those are the laws of the land
That's how the forces of darkness have suppressed the spirit of man
That's why human beings still walk on all fours
Whilst in the presence of their so called superiors
Somethings telling you to wake up and salute
The dangers of obedience and the violence of truth
God is evil, God is love
God is the force that possesses us
God is beauty, God is truth
God is the force that is watching over you
Kingdom of rain
Tell me what you're thinking baby
Your heart's beating faster than mine
And I know something's going on in your life
In your life.. in your life
You were the girl I wanted to cry with
You were the girl I wanted to die with
And you were the boy who turned into the man
Broke my heart and let go off my hand
Our bed is empty, the fire is out
And all the love we've got to give has all spurted out
There's no more blood and no more pain
In our kingdom of rain
You think you know about life
You think you know about love
But when you put your hands inside me
It doesn't even feel like I'm being touched, and
You were the boy I wanted to cry with
You were the boy I wanted to die with
You've moved further from my side, year by year,
While still making love dutifully sincere
But as silent as the car lights that move across this room
As cold as our bodies silhouetted by the moon
And I would lie awake and wonder
Is it just me or this the way love is supposed to be?
Tell me what you told him baby
My heart's beating out of time with my mind
And I know something's going wrong in our lives
I just wanted somebody to caress, this damsel in distress
I just wanted somebody to undress, this damsel in distress
I just wanted somebody to bless, this damsel in distress
I just wanted somebody to possess, this young girl
Our bed is empty, the fire is out
And all the love we've got to give has all spurted out
There's no more blood and no more pain
In our kingdom of rain
The beat(en) generation
When you cast your eyes upon the skylines
Of this once proud nation
Can you sense the fear and the hatred
Grwoing in the hearts of its population
And our youth, oh youth, are being seduced
by the greedy hands of politics and half truths
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice and mis-information
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
Open your eyes, open your imagination
We're being sedated by the gasoline fumes
and hypnotised by the satellites
Into believing what is good and what is right
You may be worshipping the temples of mammon
Or lost in the prisons of religion
But can you still walk back to happiness
When you've nowhere left to run?
Andif they send in the special police
To deliver us from liberty and keep us from peace
Then won't the words sit ill upon their tongues
when they tell us justice is being done
and that freedom lives in the barrels of a warm gun
August & September
Suddenly last summer
I started going out of my head
In a tiny hotel room
Lying naked on a bed
I knew what you were doing, and I knew what you'd done
Your life with me was ending, your new life had begun
But I was cursing your name, and I was cursing that room
And I was praying for the strength to stop loving you
I started writing you the letter
Which turned into the book
I was gonna reach across the ocean
and force you to look
But what kind of man was I?
Who would sacrify you happiness to satisfy his pride
What kind of man was I?
Who would delay your destiny to appease his tiny mind
Then you came back to me and I went down on one knee
With a glint in my eyes and a rose between my teeth
And I pushed out my tongue for you to see
That I'd been dying of a thirst for your company
Then you quenched my loneliness with your tears
And our clothes fell away as we rolled back the years
But we could't deny it because we could not admit it
If our love was too strong to die
Or we were just too weak to kill it
Was our love too strong to die?
Or were we just too weak to kill it?
Every moment in that room
I closed my eyes in prayer
Every moment I awoke
I clenched my teeth in prayer
What kind of man was I?
Who would sacrify your happiness to satisfy his pride
What kind of man was I?
Who would delay your destiny to appease his tiny mind
Who could delay your destiny to appease his aching swollen pride
Who could delay your destiny to appease his screaming little mind
You're mine
Gravitate to me
I've been watching you for ages
You're like a boat without a mast
Struggling with the tide of destiny
Between the future and the past
I am the lighthouse
I am the sea
I am the air that you breathe
Gravitate to me
Through the ether and the mists of themind
You will come to me to lay by my side
To stroke my hair, to cuddle my flesh
And to quell the torrents in my subterranean depths
This world aint strong enough to keep us from eachother
For we are kindred spirits, born to become earthly lovers
And while my vanity struggles against my integrity
I find myself thinking, how deep runs my humanity?
When held up against eternity?
I am the lighthouse
I am the sea
I am your destiny
Gravitate to me
I know you
From a previous incarnation..
Beyond love
Move away from the window and into the light
There are some things in this life that you just can't fight
It's as if the spirits above have cast a little spell upon us
It's as if heaven above is beckoning us
So let us take off our crosses and lay them in a tin
And let our weakness become virtue instead of sin
Our bodies stand naked as the day they were born
And tremble like animals before a coming storm
Take me beyond love
Up to something above
Upon this bed, between these sheets
Take me to a happiness beyond human reach
The force of life is rushing through our veins
In and out like the tide it comes in waves
The drops of semen and the clots of blood
Which may, one day, become like us
With outstretched hands reaching beyond love
And up to something above
Before our juices run cold and our flesh grows old
Let me feed upon your breast and draw closer to your soul
Let me stay with you tonight and I'll offer you my world
I'll take you to the angels if you'll take me to myself
Take me beyond love
Up to something above
Upon this bed, between these sheets
Take me to a happiness beyond human reach
Beyond the grasp of lust
Beyond the need for trust
Beyond the gaze of the sick and the lame
Beyond the stretch of human pain
O Piloto Automatico levantou vôo às 20:53
3 passageiros clandestinos:
Essa vontade de dar é bonita. É partilhar com alguém algo que valorizamos, que nos fascina.
Bonito! Quanto a dar, pode-se escolher um estranho ou o oposto, alguém que sabemos que vai valorizar, que vai gostar e partilhar connosco essa mesma emoção. Ambos podem surpreender.
Já experimentaste por uma nota de 50 euros no boné do idoso sentado no degrau?
Não conheço nenhuma mas, como até aqui, consegues.me/nos? convencer a ler tudo até ao fim. Mas o tempo urge, as aulas chamam.. Vou ler até onde conseguir. E depois volto.
A primeira fez.me lembrar Bakhtin. Vê.se mesmo que ando a deitar teoria pelos olhos.. Mas pronto: as várias vozes estão lá, no caminho para a "verdade".
A segunda, curiosamente, gostava muito de ouvir. Não sei se é pura coincidência ou se o paralelismo é propositado, mas "Armaggedon days are here again" ecoa "happy days are here again" - a música que muito valeu a Roosevelt (o segundo) na sua campanha em tempos difíceis..
Tic Tac Tic Tac
Bom dia! =o)
yrvehC: Partilhar é algo que tanto faço e que tantas vezes me rendeu irónicamente incompreendido...
Sei exactamente o que sinto quando ajudo alguém que precisa de ajuda (sim, acaba por ser uma forma de partilha), poderia contar tantas vezes que o fiz, contar histórias, relatar desvios feitos ao meu caminho para tentar apaziguar a minha impotencia de resolver os problemas dos outros de forma mais determinante do que simplesmente comprar a paz da minha consciência com uma esmola, sobretudo quando a esmola nem chega para acalmar a consciência, para acalmar um sentimento de culpa que sinto sem compreender porquê...
A última situação mais marcante que me aconteceu foi no Cairo, em Outubro passado, sái um post sobre isto hoje à noite...
aLoCeP: Não esperava que lêsses tudo, daí a chamada de atenção a algumas letras em particular...
Arranja meio de eu te enviar uma cópia (sem interferirmos muito um com o outro, claro) e terei todo o prazer em fazê-lo, no fundo e muito bem observado pela Chevry, em partilhar.
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