dilluns, 20 de febrer del 2012

Wrecking Ball, la meva visió: "Land Of Hope And Dreams"

Vagi per davant que no sóc músic i que la meva opinió sobre el nou disc es basa en el que a mi em fa sentir. Si voleu llegir opinions de crítics especialitzats, la xarxa n'anirà plena, segur...

Després d'haver estat tot el dia escoltant l'àlbum sencer, puc dir que m'agrada. Molt. Moltíssim.

Clar que això ho he dit sempre de tots els àlbums que treu en Bruce. I per tant, la meva opinió no és gens objectiva. Però què carai! Si aquest és el meu bloc, la meva opinió és totalment subjectiva. Suposo que hi tinc dret...

Però anem al gra. A hores d'ara ja s'han fet molts comentaris sobre l'àlbum, ja que ha corregut com l'escuma per tota la xarxa. Jo posaré els comentaris que he anat fent al twitter mentre escoltava l'àlbum per primera vegada. Són frases molt curtes, però que expressen l'estat d'ànim que he tingut en aquell moment.

També aprofito per penjar les lletres de les cançons noves (gràcies a SpringsteenCorner).

El resum, per mi, seria que en Bruce ha fet un mix del millor de l'E Street Band i el millor de la Seeger Sessions Band, retornant als seus origens familiars (el so irlandès està molt present en la majoria de les cançons i ja bastant de folk).

EASY MONEY

Ideal per a tot l'estadi cantant
El principi és el 'You Win Again' dels Bee Gees

You put on your coat, I'll put on my hat
You put out the dog, I'll put out the cat
You put on your red dress for me tonight honey
We're going on the town now, looking for easy money

There's nothing to it, Mister, you won't hear a sound
When your whole world comes tumbling down
And all them fat cats, they'll just think it's funny
I'm going on the town now, looking for easy money

I've got a Smith and Wesson thirty-eight
I've got a hellfire burning, and I've got me a date
I made a date on the far shores, bright and sunny
I'm going on the town tonight looking for easy money

You put on your coat, I'll put on my hat
You put the dog, I’ll put out the cat
Put on your red dress, you're looking real good honey
We're going on the town now, looking for easy money

SHACKLED AND DRAWN

Fa que no pugui parar de seguir el ritme amb el peu

Great morning's light splits through the shade
Another day older and closer to the grave
I'm closer to the grave and come the dawn
I woke up this morning shacked and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
Pick up the rock son and carry it on
Trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

I always love the feel of sweat on my shirt
Stand back son and let a man work
Let a man work, is that so wrong
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
Pick up the rock son and carry it on
What's a poor boy to do in a world gone wrong
I woke up this morning shacked and drawn

Freedom, son, is a dirty shirt
The sun on my face and my shovel in the dirt
The shovel in the dirt keeps the devil gone
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
Pick up the rock son and carry it on
What's a poor boy to do but keep singing his song
I woke up this morning shacked and drawn

Gambling man rolls the dice, working man pays the bill
It's still fat and easy up on banker's hill
Up on banker's hill, the party's going strong
Down here below we're shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
Pick up the rock son and carry it on
Trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
I woke up this morning shackled and drawn

Shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
Pick up the rock son and carry it on
What's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song
I woke up this morning shacked and drawn

I want everybody to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
You know we've got to pray together tonight
I want everybody to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight

JACK OF ALL TRADES

Serà el moment dels mòbils (abans els encenedors)

I'll mow your lawn
Clean the leaves out your drain
I'll mend your roof
To keep out the rain
I'll take the work
That God provides
I'm a jack of all trades
Honey, we'll be all right

I'll hammer the nails
And I'll set the stone
I'll harvest your crops
When they're ripe and grown
I'll pull that engine apart
And patch her up 'til she's running right
I'm a jack of all trades
We'll be all right

A hurricane blows
Brings a hard rain
When the blue sky breaks
Feels like the world's gonna change
We'll start caring for each other
Like Jesus said that we might
I'm a jack of all trades
We'll be all right

The banker man grows fatter
The working man grows thin
It's all happened before
And it'll happen again
It'll happen again
They'll bet your life
I'm a jack of all trades
We'll be all right

Now sometimes tomorrow
Comes soaked in treasure and blood
Hey, we stood the drought
Now we'll stand the flood
There's a new world coming
I can see the light
I'm a jack of all trades
We'll be all right

So you use what you've got
And you learn to make do
You take the old
You make it new
If I had me a gun
I'd find the bastards and shoot 'em on sight
I'm a jack of all trades
We'll be all right
I'm a jack of all trades
We'll be all right

DEATH TO MY HOMETOWN

Àfrica? Irlanda?

No cannonballs did fiy, no rifles cut us down
No bombs fell from the sky, no blood soaked the ground
No powder flash blinded the eye, no deafening thunder sounded
But just as sure as the hand of God, they brought death to my hometown
They brought death to my hometown

No shells ripped the evening sky, no cities burning down
No armies stormed the shores for which we'd die
No dictators were crowned
High off on a quiet night, I never heard a sound
The marauders raided in the night
And brought death to my hometown, boys
And brought death to my hometown

They destroyed our families' factories and they took our homes
They left our bodies on the plains, the vultures picked our bones

So listen up, my sonny boy
Be ready for when they come
For they'll be returning sure as the rising sun
Now get yourself a song to sing
And sing it 'til you’re done
Yeah sing it hard and sing it well
Send the robber baron's straight to hell
The greedy thieves that came around
And ate the flesh of everything they found
Whose crimes have gone unpunished now
Walk the streets as free men now
They brought death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys

THIS DEPRESSION

Em recorda les cançons del malaurat Warren Zevon

I've been down, but never this down
I've been lost, but never this lost
This is my confession
I need your heart in this depression
I need your heart

I've been low, but never this low
I've had my faith shaken, but never hopeless
This is my confession
I need your heart in this depression
I need your heart

I've always been strong, but I've never felt so weak
All my prayers have gone for nothing
I've been without love, but never forsaken
Now the morning sun, the morning sun is breaking
This is my confession
I need your heart in this depression
I need your heart
This is my confession
I need your heart in this depression
I need your heart
This is my confession
I need your heart in this depression
I need your heart


YOU'VE GOT IT

Em recorda molt a 'All Or Nothin'At All'

No one ever found it
Ain't no school ever taught it
No one ever made it
Ain't no one ever bought it
Baby you've got it
Baby you've got it
Come on and give it to me

Ain't no one can break it
There ain't no one can steal it
Ain't no one can fake it
You just know it when you feel it
Baby you've got it
Baby you've got it
come on and give it to me

You can't read it in a book
You can't even treat it
Honey it ain't got a name
You just know it when you see it
Baby you've got it
Baby you've got it
Come on and give it to me

Well listen up, your reckless love
Is precious so don't waste it
Can't tell you what they made it of
But I know it when I taste it
Baby you've got it
Baby you've got it
You've got it in bones and blood
You're real as real ever was
Baby you've got it
Baby you've got it
come on and give it to me

ROCKY GROUND

Necessito escoltar-la més cops. Gospel, Rap...

We've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
Rise up shepherd, rise up
Your flock has roamed far from the hills
Stars have faded, the sky is still
Angels are shouting "Glory Hallelujah"

We've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
Forty days and night of rain have washed this land
Jesus said the money changers in this temple will not stand
Find your flock, get them to higher ground
Flood waters rising, and the kingdoms on fire

We've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
Tend to your flock or they will stray
We'll be called for our service come Judgment Day
Before we cross that river wide
Blood on our hands will come back on us twice

We've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
Rise up shepherd, rise up
Your flock has roamed far from the hills
Stars have faded, the sky is still
Sun's in the heavens and a new day's rising

You use your muscle and your mind and you pray your best
That your best is good enough, the lord will do the rest
You raise your children and you teach 'them to walk straight and sure
You pray that hard times, hard times, come no more
You try to sleep, you toss and turn, the bottom's dropping out
Where you once had faith now there's only doubt
You pray for guidance, only silence now meets your prayers
The morning breaks, you awake but no one's there

We've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
There's a new day's coming


WE ARE ALIVE

El començament podria ser un outtake de 'Devils&Dust', derivant a Seeger.
Podria haver estat escrit pel Johnny Cash 

There's a cross up yonder up on Calvary Hill
There's a slip of blood on a silver knife
There's a graveyard kid down below
Where at night did come to life
And above the stars that crackle and fire
A dead man's moon throws seven rings
Well we put our ears to the cold grave stone
This is the song they'd sing
We are alive
And though our bodies lie alone here in the dark
Our spirits rise to carry the fire and light the spark
To stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart

A voice cried out I was killed in Maryland in 1877
When the railroad workers made their stand
Well I was killed in 1963
One Sunday morning in Birmingham
Well I died last year crossing the southern desert
My children left behind in San Pablo
Well they left our bodies here to rot
Oh please let them know
We are alive
Oh, and though we lie alone here in the dark
Our souls will rise to carry the fire and light the spark
To fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart

Let your mind rest easy, sleep well my friend
It's only our bodies that betray us in the end

I awoke last night in a dark and dreamy deep
From my head to my feet, my body had gone stone cold
there were worms crawling all around me
Fingers scratching at an earth black and six foot low
Alone in the blackness of my grave
Alone I'd been left to die
Then I heard voices calling all around me
The earth rose above me, my eyes filled with sky
We are alive
And though our bodies lie alone here in the dark
Our souls and spirits rise
To carry the fire and light the spark
To fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
To stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
We are alive