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FEDELTÀ DEL SUONO #285 – SETTEMBRE 2019 – VOLTAGABBANA E DOPPIOPESISTI DI TUTTO IL MONDO…    Voltagabbana e doppiopesisti di tutto il mondo…     “HOTEL CALIFORNIA”   [Verse 1: Don Henley] On a dark desert highway Cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas Rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself “This could be Heaven or …

Miracolo sotto le stelle d’occidente…   “WESTERN STARS”   I wake up in the morning, just glad my boots are on Instead of empty in the whispering grasses, Down the Five at Forest Lawn On the set, the makeup girl brings me two raw eggs and a shot of gin When I give it all up for that little blue pill That promises to bring it all back to you again   Ride me down easy, ride me down easy friend Tonight the western stars are shining bright again   Here in the canyons above Sunset, the desert don’t …

Il genio è nonconformismo     “Montana”   [Verse 1] I might be movin’ to Montana soon Just to raise me up a crop of dental floss Raisin’ it up Waxin’ it down In a little white box That I can sell uptown By myself I wouldn’t have no boss But I’d be raisin’ my lonely dental floss Raisin’ my lonely dental floss   [Verse 2] Well I just might grow me some bees But I’d leave the sweet stuff to somebody else But then on the other hand I would Keep the wax ‘N melt it down Pluck …

“Sympathy for the devil”   Please allow me to introduce myself I’m a man of wealth and taste I’ve been around for a long, long year Stole many a man’s soul and faith And I was ‘round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt and pain Made damn sure that Pilate Washed his hands and sealed his fate Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what’s puzzling you Is the nature of my game I stuck around St. Petersburg When I saw it was a time for a change Killed the Tsar and his ministers …

Strani giorni   “Strani giorni”   In nineteen fortyfive I came to this planet   Ascoltavo ieri sera un cantante uno dei tanti E avevo gli occhi gonfi di stupore I’ve seen many things in this part of the world Nel sentire: “il cielo azzurro appare limpido e regale” Let me tell you something (il cielo a volte, invece, ha qualche cosa d’infernale)   Strani giorni viviamo strani giorni   Cantava: Life can be short or long Sento un rumore di swing provenire dal Neolitico It depends Dall’Olocene Where you go at night Sento il suono di un violino …

PIETRE MILIARI   “The Court of the Crimson King”   The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun I walk a road, horizons change The tournament’s begun The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams I wait outside the pilgrim’s door With insufficient schemes The black queen chants The funeral march, The cracked brass bells will ring; To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king …

RAPSODIA DI PRIMAVERA   “Bohemian Rhapsody”   Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I’m easy come, easy go A little high, little low Anyway the wind blows, doesn’t really matter to me, to me Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead Mama, life had just begun But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away Mama, oh oh …

Cosa sarebbe la Vita senza la Musica?   “Because the Night”   Take me now, baby, here as I am Pull me close, try and understand Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe Love is a banquet on which we feed Come on now try and understand The way I feel when I’m in your hands Take my hand come undercover They can’t hurt you now Can’t hurt you now, can’t hurt you now Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to lust Because the night belongs to lovers Because the night belongs to us …

EDITORIALE   “L’anno che verrà”   Caro amico ti scrivo Così mi distraggo un po’ E siccome sei molto lontano Più forte ti scriverò Da quando sei partito C’è una grossa novità L’anno vecchio è finito ormai Ma qualcosa ancora qui non va Si esce poco la sera Compreso quando è festa E c’è chi ha messo dei sacchi di sabbia vicino alla finestra E si sta senza parlare per intere settimane E a quelli che hanno niente da dire del tempo ne rimane Ma la televisione ha detto che il nuovo anno Porterà una trasformazione E tutti quanti …

EDITORIALE   SUONARE A BORDO DEL CARPATHIA   “A Foggy Day”   I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue   But as I walked through the foggy streets alone It turned out to be the luckiest day I’ve known   A foggy day, in London town Had me low and had me down I viewed the morning, with much alarm The British Museum, had lost its charm   How long I …

EDITORIALE Good Vibrations   I-I love the colorful clothes she wears And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair I hear the sound of a gentle word On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air I’m pickin’ up good vibrations She’s giving me the excitations (oom bop bop) I’m pickin’ up good vibrations (good vibrations, oom bop bop) She’s giving me the excitations (excitations, oom bop bop) I’m pickin’ up good vibrations (oom bop bop) She’s giving me the excitations (excitations, oom bop bop) I’m pickin’ up good vibrations (oom bop bop) She’s giving me the …

EDITORIALE   MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB   Somebody to Love     When the truth is found To be lies And all the joy Within you dies Don’t you want somebody to love Don’t you need somebody to love Wouldn’t you love somebody to love You better find somebody to love, love When the garden flowers Baby, are dead, yes And your mind, your mind Is so full of red Don’t you want somebody to love Don’t you need somebody to love Wouldn’t you love somebody to love You better find somebody to love Your eyes, I say …

UN MINUTO DI SILENZIO…   CANDLE IN THE WIND   Goodbye Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork And they whispered into your brain They set you on the treadmill And they made you change your name And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in And I would have liked to have known you But I was just a kid Your …

Lontani ricordi   [Lyric Note 1] Joe clutches the hood ornament of an ancient car   [Verse 1: Joe] Maybe you thought I was the Packard Goose (ren-denen-den-eh) Or the Ronald MacDonald of the nouveau-abstruse Well fuck all them people, I don’t need no excuse For being what I am Do you hear me, then?   [Verse 2: Joe] All them rock ‘n roll writers is the worst kind of sleaze (ren-denen-den-eh) Selling punk like some new kind of English disease Is that the wave of the future? Aw, spare me please!   [Verse 3: Joe] Oh no, you …