Tu non mi capisci.
Lui mette un po’ di musica.
Poco dopo.
Lei: Che ne diresti di un po’ di musica?
Tolglie il disco e ne mette un altro.
Lei toglie quello e ne mette un altro.
Poco dopo.
Lei: Ti piace?
Lui: Non particolarmente…mi sembra roba di scarto… canzonette mezze idiote degli anni 60, giusto?
Sorride gigione.
Lui: Ma non importa, mica dobbiamo per forza ascoltare, no?
Lei mette un altro disco.
Lui: Non potresti mettere qualcosa di più…come dire…
Lei: Più moderno?
Lui: Si meno accroccato alla buona… son tutte canzoni del secolo scorso…tutto sto fruscio sotto, gente che tossisce e che ride…e poi certe esecuzioni sembrano addirittura stonate o scordate...boh
Lei: Ma sono i Beatles, ciccio...mica gli Oasis, eh?!
Resto in silenzio e rigiro la copertina tra le mani. Sulla confezione niente da dire, è a dir poco splendida!
Lei: Se vuoi mettere qualcosa tu, adesso visto che mi mi hai castrato come al solito?!
Lui: Senti, non mettiamo niente allora…
Lei: Il silenzio mi imbarazza, invece i Beatles di questo periodo mi mettono allegria…
Lui: Si si…in un certo senso hai ragione ma…
Lei si alza e disegna cerchi nell’aria come un gabbiano.
Lei: …è come se si avvertisse un’aria di spensieratezza infinita, le note sono semplici, ariose, musica pulita mi capisci? il giro di DO, tre accordi... la semplicità di canzoni senza tempo come She Loves You, A Hard's Day Night, Twist and Shout... mi capisci?
Lei si accascia sul divano.
Lei: Uff…tu non mi capisci…
Pausa.
Lui: Ascolta, e se metto qualcosa che ci piace a entrambi?! È un idea no? Qualcosa di più intimo e raccolto… ho un album di cover sempre dei Beatles ma fatto dai migliori jazzisti italiani che…
Lei toglie il CD dall’impianto.
Lui: Ohh bene….
Lei: Questo va meglio?
Lui: ma… ma... Scusa, sono sempre loro?! mi prendi in giro?
Lei: Si…è il secondo disco, contiene anche questo spezzoni e out-take delle primissime canzoni… magari imperfette ma più vere e sentite, senza quella parte intellettuale e di ricerca del periodo successivo… io li adoro. Ti dispiace se alzo il volume?!
Lei alza il volume.
Pausa.
Lui: Ti dispiace abbassarlo un poco?
Lui abbassa il volume.
Lei: Ma nemmeno ho il diritto a una facciata di Puro Beatles adesso?!
Lui: Intanto questa è una raccolta e questo Anthology 1 poi, non è nemmeno la più interessante delle tre uscite… la 2° e la 3° sono nettamente superiori…
Lei: Ora non sento più…
Lui: Beh, almeno mi ascolti…
Lei alza il volume.
Lei: Quanto sei pedante quando parli da vecchio così… sembri voler rinnegare la grandezza dei Beatles solo per fare il giovane a tutti i costi col tuo I-Podino del cazzo nelle orecchie ad ascoltarti Grindman o gli Arctic Monkey. Dio come sei patetico…
Lui: CHE HAI DETTO?!
Lei: Che questo disco sarà anche un’accozzaglia di canzoni messe alla rinfusa, tra live e pezzi inediti però è sempre un Gran Bell’Ascoltare, anche se sono passati più di 40 anni!!
Lui: CHE C’ENTRANO I MIEI 40 ANNI?!
Lei abbassa i volume.
Lei sussurra: Non parlavo di questo, parlavo di quanto erano avanti questi 40 anni fa e di come invece sei indietro tu a 40 anni oggi…
Pausa.
Doppia pausa.
Lui rialza il volume.
(Un Grazie a R.D.Laing per l’incipit e a EneaTheDevil per la dritta...)
Elenco tracce testi e video
15 Searchin' (02:59)
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well searching.
Yeah I'm gonna searching,
searching every which a-way, yeh yeh.
Oh lord I'm searching,
my good lord, searching
you know honey,
searching every which away yeh yeh yeh.
But I'm like that northwest Mountie.
You know I'll bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well Charlie Chan, Simon Smith,
got nothing, child, on me.
Sergeant Friday, Peter Gunn
and ooo Alan B.
No matter where she's hiding,
she's gonna see me coming,
I'm gonna walk right down that street
like Bulldog Drummon.
'Cos I been searching,
well searching,
oh my goodness,
searching every which a-way.
But I'm like that northwest Mountie.
You know I'll bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well Charlie Chan, Simon Smith,
got nothing, child, on me.
Sergeant Friday, Peter Gunn
and ooo Alan B.
No matter where she's hiding,
she's gonna see me coming,
I'm gonna walk right down that street
like Bulldog Drummon.
Aah searching,
searching, oh my my goodness.
Searching every which a-way.
But I'm like that northwest Mountie.
You know I'll bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her,
yeh yeh lord, gonna find her,
gonna find her.
16 Three Cool Cats (02:25)
Three cool cats
three cool cats
three cool chicks
three cool chicks
well up popped that first cool cat he said now look at that man do you see what i see?
well i want that other chick, i want that little chick! leave the other for me yeah!
three cool cats,
three cool chicks
18 Like Dreamers Do (02:35)
I, I saw a girl in my dreams,
And so it seems
That I will love her.
Oh, you, you are that girl in my dreams,
And so it seems
That I will love you.
And I, I, I, I, I,
Waited for your kiss,
Waited for the bliss,
Like dreamers do.
And I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Oh, I'll be there, yeah,
Waiting for you, you, you, you, you, you,
You came just one dream ago,
And now I know
That I will love you.
I knew when you first said hello,
That's how I know
That I will love you.
And I, I, I, I,
Waited for your kiss,
Waited for the bliss,
Like dreamers do.
And I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Oh, I'll be there, yeah,
Waiting for you, you, you, you, you, you,
You came just one dream ago,
And now I know
That I will love you.
Oh, I knew when you first said hello,
That's how I know
That I will love you.
And I, I, I, I,
Waited for your kiss,
Waited for the bliss,
Like dreamers do.
Oh, like dreamers do,
Like dreamers do.
21 Besame Mucho (02:37)
Besame besame mucho,
each time I bring you a kiss
I hear music divine.
So besame bésame mucho,
Yeh I love you for ever
say that you'll always be mine.
Dearest one, if you should leave me
then each little dream will take wings
and my life would be through.
So besame bésame mucho,
yeh I love you for ever,
make all my dreams come true.
Oh this joy is something new,
my arms are holding you,
I never knew this thrill before.
Who ever thought I'd be
holding you close to me
whispering it's you I adore.
So dearest one, if you should leave me
then each little dream will take wings
and my life would be through.
So besame bésame mucho,
yeah I love you for ever,
make all my dreams come true.
Oh this joy is something new,
my arms are holding you,
I never knew this thrill before.
Who ever thought I'd be
holding you close to me
whispering it's you I adore.
So dearest one, if you should leave me,
each little dream will take wings
and my life would be through.
So besame bésame mucho,
yeh love me for ever,
make all my dreams come true.
love me for ever,
make all my dreams come true.
love me for ever,
make all my dreams come true.
24 Please Please Me (01:59)
Last night I said these words to my girl,
I know you never even try, girl,
C'mon...
Please please me, whoa yeah, like I please you.
You don't need me to show the way, love.
Why do I always have to say "love,"
C'mon...
Please please me, whoa yeah, like I please you.
I don't wanna sound complainin',
But you know there's always rain in my heart (in my heart).
I do all the pleasin' with you, it's so hard to reason
With you, whoah yeah, why do you make me blue.
Last night I said these words to my girl,
I know you never even try, girl,
C'mon...
Please please me, whoa yeah, like I please you.
27 Lend Me Your Comb (01:49)
Lend me your comb its time to go home i gotta confess
my hair is a mess
(look in anthology one)
chorus:
heres a new one hun hunny but thanks for the date
ive got to run hunny but you know baby its a getting late
30 I Saw Her Standing There (02:48)
Well, she was just 17,
You know what I mean,
And the way she looked
was way beyond compare.
So how could I dance with another
When I saw her standin' there.
Well she looked at me,
and I, I could see
That before too long
I'd fall in love with her.
She wouldn't dance with another
When I saw her standin' there.
{Chorus Start}
Well, my heart went boom,
When I crossed that room,
And I held her hand in mine...
Oh, we danced through the night,
And we held each other tight,
And before too long I fell in love with her.
Now I'll never dance with another
Since I saw her standing there
{End Chorus}
[Chorus]
Since I saw her standing there...
Since I saw her standing there...
32 Money (That's What I Want) (02:52)
The best things in life are free
But you can keep 'em for the birds and bees
Now give me money (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want), yeah
That's what I want
Your lovin' gives me a thrill
But your lovin' don't pay my bills
Now give me money (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want), yeah
That's what I want
Money don't get everything, it's true
What it don't get, I can't use
Now give me money (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want), yeah
That's what I want
Money don't get everything, it's true
What it don't get, I can't use
Now give me money (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want), yeah
That's what I want
Well, now give me money (that's what I want)
A lot of money (that's what I want)
Whoa, yeah, I wanna be free (that's what I want)
Whoa, a lot of money (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want), yeah
That's what I want
Well, now give me money (that's what I want)
A lot of money (that's what I want)
Whoa, yeah, you owe me money (that's what I want)
Oh, now give me money (that's what I want)
That's what I want (that's what I want), yeah
That's what I want.
34 Roll Over Beethoven (02:21)
Well gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local D.J.
It's a rockin' little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven
I gotta hear it again today
You know my temperature's risin'
And the jukebox's blowin' a fuse
My hearts beatin' rhythm
And my soul keeps a-singing the blues
Roll over Beethoven
And tell Tchaikovsky the news
I got a rockin' pneumonia
I need a shot of rhythm and blues
I think I caught an arthritis
Sittin' down by the rhythm review
Roll over Beethoven
We're rockin' in two by two
Well if you fell you like it
Well get your lover and reel and rock it
Roll it over and move on up
Just a trifle further and reel and rock it
Roll it over
Roll over Beethoven
A rockin' in two by two , oh
Well early in the mornin'
I'm a givin' you the warnin'
Don't you step on my blue suede showes
Hey diddle diddle
I'm a-playin' my fiddle
Ain't got nothing to lose
Roll over Beethoven
And tell Tchaikovsky the news
You know she winks like a glow worm
Dance like a spinnin' top
She got a crazy partner
Oughta see 'em reel an rock
Long as she's got a dime
The music will never stop
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
And dig these rhythm and blues
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