M. Ward, Jesu/Sun Kil Moon, David Bowie, Parquet Courts – Tast 2, 2016

M. Ward – “More Rain”

Aquesta manera de fer que té aquest ianqui, cantautor de Portland, Oregon, l’esperit dels primers seixanta, amb un peu a ciutat i l’altre al camp. Bona veu, histories suggerents i melodies elegants, sense allò de despentinar-se per l’èxit immediat. Tampoc crec que entri en els seus plans.

Jesu/ Sun Kil Moon – “Jesu/ Sun Kil Moon”

Per cors i estomacs forts. La veu recita al limit del lament, la música funciona amb la mínima expressió, les lletres busquen el costat sòrdid de la vida i cròniques d’un mateix. El producte final atreu o expulsa segons les expectatives, força l’acceptació de l’oient o el foragita del centre de decisió. El de sempre, posar l’orella i esperar resposta.

David Bowie – “Blackstar”

La darrera carta marcada de David Jones és aquesta estrella negra de la mort que ens va deixar a primers d’any en forma de testament. A falta de fossar, tomba, monòlit o monument funerari, sempre tindrem aquest disc (i d’altres, naturalment) per retre-li homenatge. Com el va fer? Entubat i estossegant des del llit de l’hospital? Cec de morfina? Mort, pràcticament? Algun dia ho sabrem. O potser cal deixar en pau els morts definitivament.



Parquet Court – “Human Perfomance”

La pols és arreu, canten a la segona cançó, com manifestant el desig de persistir en la brutícia, com persistint en l’avís que acabarem desintegrats. Continuen amb el punk cerebral del seus tiets avis, els veterans “Modern Lovers”, per a reblar que ells també són de Nova York i tenen estil. Semblen haver relaxat les formes si comparem l’art final d’aquest darrer amb els dos discs anteriors, però la introspecció no els fa cap mal; és més, s’adiu amb això de cridar, fer soroll i mostrar-se agressius. A dos guitarres, baix i bateria i cara de bons nois.

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Exodus – Jesu/ Sun Kil Moon (2016)

Cal tenir el dia per escoltar-ho. De vegades, costa d’empassar la poesia i les maneres impostades de Mark Kozelek. Aquesta veu que arrossega com per passadissos encoixinats En aquest disc, junta esforços amb Justin Broadrick dels tremendistes anglesos Godflesh. Country, d’una banda, i experimentació industrial, de l’altra, en aquesta mena de giragonses que practiquen els amants del risc. Una altra cosa és que agradi, o plagui, o coli. A partir d’aquí, “Exodus”, una cançó de pares que perden fills, de nois que maten companys d’escola i de persones que veuen morir la gent que estima. El disc presenta col·laboracions de Will Oldham i de membres de Modest Mouse i Sonic Youth, pels qui els plagui l’anecdotari.



(Important: escoltar i seguir la lletra)

Showed up to Heathrow today
For the 2000th time
Got in my taxi and I learned Nick Cave’s son died
The news hit me like a bus into a hill
Cause once at the K-west hotel, I met him and his son, they were standing across the hall
I mentioned to him how we both played Hultsfred in 1997
I don’t believe in God, but sometimes I hope there’s Heaven
The bad news hurt to hear, and it hurts to repeat, it’s just sad news and I’m sorry to even speak it
I was on my way home from Perth this past March
Virgin airlines, row 23, and I watched ‘20,000 Days on Earth’ and it inspired me
I’m very much me
And Nick Cave is very much ‘He’
But we’re the same in that we’re both songwriters and we don’t stop moving- we’re like waves in the sea
I remember seeing ‘Mike Tyson: Undisputed Truth’
He spoke about the passing of his daughter Exodus, and how he joined “The Bereaved Parents Group.”
He knew when he arrived at her bed
That he was not alone
Because the parents of the other children embraced him
And they cried in the hospital
And I remembered when Danielle Steel
Lost her son at only 19 years old to an overdose on heroin
And on his bedroom window
Still remains the sticker he put there of The Misfits
Every time I walk past her home on Washington St. I look up and I glance at it
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
Parents survive their children
Its a pain very few know of
My cousin Carissa’s
My friends Chris’s, Brett’s, and Dennis’s
And my ex-girlfriend Katy’s mom and dad
All became apart of the family of bereaved parents
And when my father was young
He lost his older brother Lenny
His mom and dad joined the bereaved parents group
My dad looks down on the ground and gets quiet whenever I mention his name
When my little second cousin Carissa died
My mother called me, it had been so long since I’d heard that certain cry
Not since the day she divorced my father
But they’re friendly now so with that story I’d rather not bother. But I flew out there and we gathered in the living room
We all shared stories of a person of whom different amounts of depth we knew
The coffee table was filled with prescription drugs
Carissa’s puppy laid at my feet and I gave Carissa’s mom a hug
And she sat motionless as if there was no air
She was in a world of her own in that chair
She was the one who gave birth to Carissa and raised her- All we could do for her was be there
It’s been two years and I know that for her some days are better, but the loss of a child has to be the hardest thing to bare
The loss of a child is something no parent is prepared
The loss of a child is simply unfair
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
And parents outlive their children is the cruelest cut
For all bereaved parents- I know that I don’t know, but the pain has to be the worst nightmare of (?)
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
For all bereaved parents- I sent you my love
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love
For all bereaved parents- I send you my love

Ressenya del disc de la revista Pitchfork

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The Piper at the gates of Dawn (1967)

Mi homenaje anual a Syd Barrett. Nacido un 6 de enero de 1946, hoy hubiera hecho 68. Pero parece que se fue mucho antes.

1.- Astronomy Domine (Syd Barrett)

Lime and limpid green
a second scene,
A fight between the blue
you once knew.
Floating down the sound resounds around the icy waters underground.
Jupiter and Saturn
Oberon Miranda and Titania
Neptune Titan
Stars can frighten

Blinding signs flap flicker flicker flicker
Blam pow pow
Stairway scare Dan Dare,who’s there?

Lime and limpid green
The sound surrounds the icy waters under
Lime and limpid green
The sound surrounds the icy waters
Underground


Voivod – Astronomy Domine

2.- Lucifer Sam (Syd Barrett)

Lucifer Sam, Siam cat
Always sitting by your side
Always by your side
That cat’s something I can’t explain

Jennifer Gentle you’re a witch
You’re the left side
He’s the right side
Oh no
That cat’s something I can’t explain

Lu-ci-fer go to sea
Be a hip cat
Be a ship’s cat
Somewhere, anywhere
That cat’s something I can’t explain

Night prowling, sifting sand
Padding around on the ground
He’ll be found
When you’re around
That cat’s something I can’t explain

The Flaming Lips – Lucifer Sam

3.- Mathilda Mother (Syd Barrett)

There was a king who ruled the land.
His majesty was in command.
With silver eyes, the scarlet eagle
showered silver on the people,
Oh Mother, tell me more.

Why’d you have to leave me there
hanging in my infant air, waiting?
You only have to read the lines of
scribbly black and everything shines.

Across the stream with wooden shoes,
bells to tell the King the news.
A thousand misty riders
climb up higher once upon a time.

Wondering and dreaming.
The words have different meanings…
Yes they did…

For all the time spent in that room,
the doll’s house, darkness, old perfume,
and fairy stories held me high
on clouds of sunlight floating by.
Oh Mother, tell me more…
Tell me more…


Paul Roland – Mathilda Mother

4.- Flaming (Syd Barrett)

Alone in the clouds all blue
Lying on an eiderdown.
Yippee! You can’t see me
But I can you.

Lazing in the foggy dew
Sitting on a unicorn.
No fair, you can’t hear me
But I can you.

Watching buttercups cup the light
Sleeping on a dandelion.
Too much, I won’t touch you
But then I might.

Screaming through the starlit sky
Traveling by telephone.
Hey ho, here we go
Ever so high.

Alone in the clouds all blue
Lying on an eiderdown.
Yippee! You can’t see me
But I can you.


Pentagram – Flaming

5.- Pow R. Toc H (Barrett, Waters, Wright, Mason)

(Instrumental)

Interstellar Factory – Pow R. Toc H

6.- Take Up Thy Stethoscope and Walk (Waters)

Doctor doctor!
I’m in bed
Achin’ head
Gold is lead
Choke on bread
Underfed
Gold is lead
Jesus bled
Pain is red
Are goon
Grow go
Greasy spoon
You swoon
June bloom

Music seems to help the pain
Seems to cultivate the brain.
Doctor kindly tell your wife that
I’m alive – flowers thrive – realize – realize
Realize.

At The Drive In – Take Up Thy Stethoscope and Walk

CARA B

1.- Interstellar Overdrive (Barrett, Waters, Wright, Mason)

(Instrumental)

Camper Van Beethoven – Interstellar Overdrive

2.- The Gnome (Syd Barrett)

I want to tell you a story
About a little man
If I can.
A gnome named Grimble Crumble.
And little gnomes stay in their homes.
Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine.

He wore a scarlet tunic,
A blue green hood,
It looked quite good.
He had a big adventure
Amidst the grass
Fresh air at last.
Wining, dining, biding his time.
And then one day – hooray!
Another way for gnomes to say
Oooooooooomray.

Look at the sky, look at the river
Isn’t it good?
Look at the sky, look at the river
Isn’t it good?
Winding, finding places to go.
And then one day – hooray!
Another way for gnomes to say
Oooooooooomray.
Ooooooooooooooomray.

La Pataqueta Pop – El Nan

(Esta versión catalana la propuso un servidor a Manel Joseph, el cantante de La Plateria, y a Agnès Miralbell, para que la incluyeran en el repertorio de su disco infantil de versiones. Yo pedí y conseguí el permiso para adaptarla, y colaboré en la traducción).

3.- Chapter 24 (Syd Barrett)

A movement is accomplished in six stages
And the seventh brings return.
The seven is the number of the young light
It forms when darkness is increased by one.
Change returns success
Going and coming without error.
Action brings good fortune.
Sunset.

The time is with the month of winter solstice
When the change is due to come.
Thunder in the other course of heaven.
Things cannot be destroyed once and for all.
Change returns success
Going and coming without error.
Action brings good fortune.
Sunset, sunrise.

A movement is accomplished in six stages
And the seventh brings return.
The seven is the number of the young light
It forms when darkness is increased by one.
Change returns success
Going and coming without error.
Action brings good fortune.
Sunset, sunrise.

Jesu – Chapter 24

4.- Scarecrow (Syd Barrett)

The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere.
He didn’t care.
He stood in a field where barley grows.

His head did no thinking
His arms didn’t move except when the wind cut up
Rough and mice ran around on the ground
He stood in a field where barley grows.

The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me
But now he’s resigned to his fate
‘Cause life’s not unkind – he doesn’t mind.
He stood in a field where barley grows.

RX – Scarecrow

5.- Bike (Syd Barrett)

I’ve got a bike, you can ride it if you like.
It’s got a basket, a bell that rings
And things to make it look good.
I’d give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.

You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I’ve got a cloak it’s a bit of a joke.
There’s a tear up the front. It’s red and black.
I’ve had it for months.
If you think it could look good, then I guess it should.

You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I know a mouse, and he hasn’t got a house.
I don’t know why I call him Gerald.
He’s getting rather old, but he’s a good mouse.

You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I’ve got a clan of gingerbread men.
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.
Take a couple if you wish. They’re on the dish.

You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things.

I know a room full of musical tunes.
Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork.
Let’s go into the other room and make them work.

P-MODEL – Bike

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