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NOIA “ZZZ” JONES
- Assjd, che c’è di novità?
- Oggi niente, solo Glaudio Bajoni, Laura Bausini, Baris Hildon e Nora Gions…
- Fa vedè sta Nora… mmmh, ma com’è?
- Boh, non so ngazzo… pe me è nammerda… poi ognuno piace o non piace…mondo bello berghè vario. .
- Aspetta, lo metto nello stereo della macchina così vedo pure se funzia…
- Fai bure…no problem amigo Lesdo! Ehi chi c’è… giao brigadiè!!
- Uèèe buongiuorn Assjd, stamm bbuò?!
- Oggi poco vendere, poca musica nuova…
- Damme nu poco o disc de Nora Gions…
- Asbetta, ge l’ha er Lesdo…c’ha da fa a solida regensione der gazzo pe debbaser!
- Salve Brigadiere, un momento che ci sentiamo sto "Not too late" di Norah Jones in diretta, le spiace? Alzo un po’ il volume delle casse…ecco
- Uèe za za…vecchio Lesto Bang, ma quant scassi la minchia tu con le tue stronzate, eh? Sempre a buttar merda a ritt e ammanc
- Ehh, brigadiè… qua se non ci penso io, è tutta una manfrina di sviolinate e genuflessioni! Dunque senta qua…ll primo pezzo è abbastanza anonimo direi…che dice brigadiè?
- Si vabbuò, bbuono è bbuono…lento, abbastanz standard…niente de chè!
- Si però, siamo seri…ascolti il secondo e il terzo pezzo…
- Famme leggere su a copertina…“Sinkin’soon” e “The sun doesn’t like you” giust?
- Bravo brigadiè… adesso, onestamente mi dica… non le sembra un tantinello ripetitivo?
- Maaaa…non è il CD difettos?! Uè Assjd ca cazz ce stai a rifilà?!
- No no, disghi buoni… è brobrio il disgo ghe è duddo uguale!
- Insomma brigadiè, sta qua ce marcia alla grandissima… ha trovato la formuletta “standard”, lavoro dignitoso e tutto quel cazzo che vuole maaa…
- Uèè cumpare Lesto, nun annà sempre a spaccà o capell in quattro…il disco è quello che è… tranquillo, standard poppejazz senza robbe strane o scavezzacollo… tu ‘o metti su e quell va che è nu babbà!
- Si si, certo… ma sto a criticà le intenzioni e il risultato: un disco burroso e grondante melassa da tutte le parti, con la scusa del jazz-pop anche se molti parlano di “disco di assestamento artistico” come dire…stiamo ancora aspettando IL disco vero… ma secondo voi… dico…
- Uèè, parl’amme?!
- Amigo, a ghi barli?
- Si si, dico a voi due… ma secondo voi: c’era proprio bisogno di un disco così?! Non ce ne stanno già a tonnellate di roba simili? Che cazzo ci ha voluto dire sta Norah Jones con ste canzoni carucce ma in fondo niente di chè?! Almeno nei dischi prima c’erano delle cover che qui mancano (sono invece scritte in coppia con la chitarra soporifera di Lee Alexander )…si insomma, dai… Sembrava la grande Nuova Promessa del nuovo Folksinging Americano e invece…
- Uèè, cacazzodici?! Folchesinn?! Che fai bestemmi ora?!
- No, sentite qui gli altri brani… “Until the end” e “not my friend” e ditemi voi se non sembrano cloni delle altre canzoni… arrangiamenti molto low-profile (che non sarebbe nemmeno un “minus”) ma purtroppo tutti dannatamente uguali tra loro…con questa voce alla fine sempre caruccia ma monocorde e impostata sempre sulle stesse due tonalità!
- Uazzz Lesto, tu si proprio NU CACACAZZ!!! E fottitinn di quell che ha vvoluto dire sta qua: te piace o disc?! Se t piace too pigli, se no o lasci stà…punto e chissavvists’èvist! Quant scassatOOOcazz voi critici sempre a criticà…
- Ok, allora facciamo che lo lascio stare… tiè Assjd ribeccati sto CD che il brigadiere oggi m’ha fatto passare la voglia…
- Ohh là, e bbravo il guappo Lesto, passalo a me che io me lo pijio invece… allungami sta Nora Gions!
- Scusi brigadiè, nun per farme li cazzi vostra ma non sarebbe reato comprarsi i cd masterizzati dai marocchini?!
- Uè LestoBang…vacci piano con le battute… intanto stai offendendo il mio amico Assjd che viene dal Ghana e non dal Marocco, giusto Assjd?
- Giudo eggome, a me i marogghini sdanno duddi sul gazzo!!
- E secondo: non penserai mica che io lo pago, giusto Assjd?
- Giusdo è giusdo, se lo faggio bagare al brigadiere mo come cazz faccio a star tranguillo gui davanti alla SMA a vendere CD e DVD taroggati?
- Ohhhh vedi che ci si capisce tra noi? e bravo il mio Assjd, approposito assieme a Nora Gions dammi pure RockyBalboa và, che lo regalo al mio nipotino… oh, tempo tre giorni e te li riporto eh?!
- Dranguillo brigadiè… se li buò bure denere anzi, se le serve aldra roba non ha che da chiedermelo!!*
*) Affettuosamente dedicata ad Assjd e al Brigadiere A. R. che incontro quasi tutti i sabati pomeriggio fuori dalla SMA di Monte Verde a Roma.
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01 Wish I Could (04:18)
We met in a place I used to go,
Now I just walk by it for show,
Can't bear to go in without you know,
Wish I could,
Wish I could.
But Annie is standing in the door,
With a look on her face I can't just ignore,
She tells me that her heart is sore,
And pulls me in,
She pulls me in.
She says "love in the time of war is not fair",
"He was my man but they didn't care",
"Sent him far away from here",
"No goodbye",
"No goodbye".
I don't tell her that I once loved you too,
Or about all the things we used to do,
I kiss her hair and think of you,
Walking down ,
The road you found.
We met in a place I used to go,
Now I only walk by it slow,
Can't bear to go in without you know,
Wish I could,
Wish I could,
Wish I could,
Wish I could.
02 Sinkin' Soon (04:38)
We're an oyster cracker on the stew,
And the honey in the tea,
We're the sugar cubes, one lump or two,
In the black coffee,
The golden crust on an apple pie,
That shines in the sun at noon,
We're a wheel of cheese high in the sky,
But we're gonna be sinkin' soon.
In a boat that's built of sticks and hay,
We drifted from the shore,
With a captain who's too proud to say,
That he dropped the oar,
Now a tiny hole has sprung a leak,
In this cheap pontoon,
Now the hull has started growing weak,
And we're gonna be sinkin' soon.
We're gonna be
Sinkin' soon,
We're gonna be
Sinkin' soon,
Everybody hold your breath 'cause,
We're gonna be sinkin' soon
We're gonna be
Sinkin' soon,
We're gonna be
Sinkin' soon,
Everybody hold your breath 'cause,
Down and down we go.
Like the oyster cracker on the stew,
The honey in the tea
The sugar cubes, one lump or two?
No thank you none for me.
We're the golden crust on an apple pie,
That shines in the sun at noon,
Like the wheel of cheese high in the sky
Well ... we're gonna be sinkin' soon.
03 The Sun Doesn't Like You (02:59)
The sun doesn't like you, you always get burned,
Stay in the shade and watch the world turn.
Better find a new place to lay on the ground,
Can't stay where you are or you're gonna be found.
And time won't pass you by,
And I won't tell you lies.
So tonight ... we can build a fire,
In the open field past the razor wire.
Sneak by the dogs when they go to sleep,
Bring part of yourself that you'll let me keep.
'cause time won't pass us by,
And I won't tell you lies,
Someday I will ask you why ... but not now.
And time won't pass us by,
And you won't tell me lies,
Someday we all have to die ... but not now.
08 My Dear Country (03:25)
'Twas Halloween and the ghosts were out,
And everywhere they'd go, they shout,
And though I covered my eyes I knew,
They'd go away.
But fear's the only thing I saw,
And three days later 'twas clear to all,
That nothing is as scary as election day.
But the day after is darker,
And darker and darker it goes,
Who knows, maybe the plans will change,
Who knows, maybe he's not deranged.
The news men know what they know, but they,
Know even less than what they say,
And I don't know who I can trust,
For they come what may.
'cause we believed in our candidate,
But even more it's the one we hate,
I needed someone I could shake,
On election day.
But the day after is darker,
And deeper and deeper we go,
Who knows, maybe it's all a dream,
Who knows if I'll wake up and scream.
I love the things that you've given me,
I cherish you my dear country,
But sometimes I don't understand,
The way we play.
I love the things that you've given me,
And most of all that I am free,
To have a song that I can sing,
On election day.
09 Wake Me Up (02:46)
Wake me up when it's over,
Wake me up when it's done,
When he's gone away and taken everything,
Wake me up.
Wake me up when the skies are clearing,
When the water is still,
'cause I will not watch the ships sail away so,
Please say you will.
If it were any other day,
This wouldn't get the best of me.
But today I'm not so strong,
So lay me down with a sad song,
And when it stops then you know I've been,
Gone too long.
But don't shake me awake,
Don't bend me or I will break,
Come find me somewhere between my dreams,
With the sun on my face.
I will still feel it later on,
But for now I'd rather be asleep.
10 Be My Somebody (03:36)
I'm too foggy today,
To know what you're sayin',
Your lips are moving so fast,
And i just keep praying,
For them to slow down,
So i can make some sense,
Of the words that are pouring out,
Of your crooked spout.
Last night was a record to be broken,
It broke all over the kitchen floor,
Oh no don't you go,
I'm coming back with a rag,
To wipe away the haze from the days,
We've forgotten all about.
So be my somebody tonight,
Be the one who'll hold me tight,
Honey, please, please,
Cuz i've been so all alone,
And no one will pick up the phone,
So honey, please stay.
I held your head up, do you remember?
When you wanted to make a blanket outta me,
Oh i can't lie ... i been keeping score,
And it's your turn to wring me out,
And lay me down to dry.
So be my somebody tonight,
Be the one who'll hold me tight,
Honey, please, please,
Cuz i've been so all alone,
And no one will pick up the phone,
So honey, please stay,
Honey, please stay,
Honey, please stay.
12 Rosie's Lullaby (03:56)
She walked by the ocean,
And waited for a star,
To carry her away.
Feelin' so small,
At the bottom of the world,
Lookin' up to God.
She tries to take deep breaths,
To smell the salty sea,
As it moves over her feet.
The water pulls so strong,
And no-one is around,
And the moon is looking down.
Sayin',
Rosie - come with me,
Close your eyes - and dream.
The big ships are rollin',
And lightin' up the night,
And she calls out, but they just her pass by.
The waves are crashin',
But not making a sound,
Just mouthing along.
Sayin',
Rosie - come with me,
Close your eyes and dream,
Close your eyes and dream,
Close your eyes and dream.
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