Blur: St. Charles Square

 I fucked up

I'm not the first to do it
Must forgo now, your smile
Off the wall, beige
I'm fixtures and fittings now
Call me out, but call me

'Cause there's something down here
And it's living under the floorboards (ah!)
It's grabbed me 'round the neck with its long and slender claw
Ooh, don't leave me here, baby, don't leave me completely
'Cause I might not get back to myself at all

St. Charles Square
This year's migration
Basement flat with window bars
Pauli's outside
Spare me the gloaters and the pain
I don't want it anymore

'Cause there's something down here
And it's living under the floorboards (ah!)
It's up and down the clock of the town hall back in time
Oh, I'll ride with you, baby, I'll ride with you forever
But we might not get back to ourselves at all, no

Tesco disco
The room is shrinking fast around me
It grabbed me by the ankle and pulled me under
Loneliness, I've been here before
'Cause every generation has its gilded posers

Weird vibrations in the basement
I don't like this scene
Pauli's ghost come back to haunt me
Think I'm gonna-

BLUR - BARBARIC

I Blur sono tornati con un nuovo album. Ben lontano dai fasti del brit pop anni '90, assai diversi dalla tamarraggine di "blur" e "13", e totalmente differente da "Think Tank". L'impronta è quella di un rock-pop classico e commerciale. Ci sono canzoni piacevoli, si lascia ascoltare volentieri, ma non credo avrà hits come Country House o Park Life o Song 2 o Tender.

 Ah, who blinks first

You're gonna win

The fallen doves of lovers' vows

In the world all around us

And I'd like, if you've got the time

To talk to you about

What this breakup has done to me

I have lost the feeling that I thought I'd never lose

Now where am I going?

At what cost the feeling that I thought I'd never lose?

It is barbaric

Ah, you can't play to every taste

The powder keg of common cause

All of us carry trauma

And in lieu of an explanation

I will pour oil from the cup

On the pyre of abdication

You have lost the feeling that you thought you'd never lose

Now where are you going, darling?

At what cost the feeling that you thought you'd never lose?

And it is barbaric

Empty grove, winter darkness

We're taking down the scaffolds very soon

Crow dappled the lonely baubles on the plane tree

The can of soup and heating up to ten

Which leads me to the part

Where we agreed on different dreams

And that we'd lost the feeling that we thought we'd never lose

Now where are we going?

At what cost the feelings that we thought we'd never lose?

It is barbaric

We have lost the feeling that we thought we'd never lose

Now where are we going?

We have lost the feeling that we thought we'd never lose

It is barbaric, darling

We have lost the feeling that we thought we'd never lose

Now where are we going?

We have lost the feeling that we thought we'd never lose

It is barbaric

BLUR - Lonsome Street

Giugno sta per finire...
e io neanche un post...

sarebbe la prima volta da quando ho aperto il blog...
una cazzata, una sola, per non lasciare... ah, sì!!!!

Ho appena comprato (sì, COMPRATO) l'album nuovo dei Blur!!!!
(il mese viene pure citato nel testo della canzone... set, partita, incontro!!!!)




What do you got?
Mass produced in somewhere hot
You'll have to go on the Underground
To get things done here
(And then you have to see)
If you need a yellow duck - service done
This is a place to come to, or, well, it was
I know a hot spot
Crossing on the guillotine

And if you have nobody left to rely on
I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift
It's got to be that time again
And June, June will be over soon again

So get yourself up, get past on your way
There's nothing to be ashamed of
Taking off again
The 514 to East Grinstead
(You've sent me off to see)
We're going up, up, up, up, up
Coursing on our greatest night
And talking types will let us down, again
Talk, talk on your arse all night
You wanna be there

Step inside the tarmac ride
To the land that crime forgot
Oh, just don't go there
Cracks inside the tarmac ride
To the land that crime forgot, oh no

And if you have nobody left to rely on
I'll hold you in my arms and let you drift
Going down to Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street

Blur - Country Sad Ballad Man

Era il 1997. Ero disoccupato, sfigato, fidanzato con una sfigata (quindi doppiamente sfigato... che non è signorile dirlo, ma chissenefrega). E iniziavo a leggere fumetti (seriamente). Il che, in teoria, all'epoca ti rendeva ancora più sfigato. Cosa c'entrano i Blur e la canzone in questione con tutto ciò? Proprio quell'anno il gruppo inglese pubblicava l'omonimo album con cui abbandonavano il brit-pop e facevano qualcosa di più sperimentale. Lo mettevo sempre in sottofondo quando leggevo. E il suono di questa canzone (non la più famosa di quell'album, e nemmeno la mia preferita) mi fa tornare in mente il profumo della carta e il contatto di essa sui polpastrelli. Il tutto unito alla primavera che entrava dalla finestra aperta...
Con gli anni alcune cose sono migliorate, altre no. Ho un lavoro (meglio non definirlo o mi licenziano, e come già detto ho un'idea tutta particolare in merito), non ho la fidanzata, ho più amici, alcuni conosciuti direttamente o indirettamente grazie ai fumetti, e continuo a leggere roba di tutti i generi, che nel frattempo sono arrivati al cinema... e non so se ora leggerli faccia figo. Ma io vado avanti, sempre e comunque.






Yeah, I found nowhere
It got to know me
Let me sleep all day
Spend the money
I haven't felt my legs
Since the summer
And I don't call my friends
Forgot their numbers


I had my chances
Or did they have me
Now stay up nights
Watch TV
I'm country sad
I'm a ballad man

I'm on a comeback roll
Yeah, I'm a blizzard
And in my motor home
Sweat on my pillow all night


I've had my chances
And they had me
Now stay up nights
Watch TV
I'm country sad
I'm a ballad man


I've had my chances
And they had me
Now stay up nights
Watch TV
I'm country sad

I'm a ballad man
I've gone and fucked it
Cos I'm a ballad man
And everybody is
Cos I'm a ballad man
And that's all it is
Cos I'm a ballad man
I've gone and fucked it
Cos I'm a......