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Quando questo cd mi arrivò per la prima volta tra le mani, Tom Waits era a me quasi del tutto sconosciuto. Certo, il nome non mi era nuovo, ma non avevo mai avuto il piacere di ascoltare nulla di questo grande artista. Closing Time è il suo disco di esordio, probabilmente uno dei suoi lavori più accessibili in cui la sua voce non è ancora del tutto devastata dall'alcool come appare nei dischi più recenti. Probabilmente non è neanche uno dei suoi dischi più apprezzati, anche perchè i suoi capolavori verranno dopo, ma per me questo rimane un cd fantastico.
Già la copertina ci appare fortemente allusiva e premonitrice di ciò che troveremo all'interno del disco: Tom è poggiato al piano con uno sguardo perso nel vuoto,un bicchiere di whisky, una bottiglia di birra e una quantità incredibile di mozziconi di sigaretta spenti, poggiati tutti sul piano, ci fanno capire che il nostro ha consumato la sua dose serale di "vita" e che il locale dove si è presumibilmente esibito volge alla chiusura (per questo Closing Time), come ci testimoniano le lancette dell'orologio che segnano le tre passate. Closing Time infatti ha le classiche sonorità da locale notturno:splendide ballate al piano, tra tutte l'incantevole Ol'55, si alternano a pezzi country, come I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You,per poi arrivare alla magnifica Ice Cream Man in cui Waits esibisce tutte le sue doti di bluesman.
Nel disco quindi emergono le grandi passioni musicali di Tom ed in maniera particolare il suo amore per il blues e per il jazz. Se non avete ancora ascoltato nulla di questo grande artista fatelo subito, semmai partendo proprio da questo cd.
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01 Ol' '55 (03:59)
Well, my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splitly
out to my ol' fifty-five.
As I pulled away slowly feelin' so holy
God knows I was feelin' alive.
And now the sun's comin' up,
I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,
freeway cars and trucks.
Stars beginning to fade
and I lead the parade
just a wishin' I'd stayed a little longer.
Lord, don't you know the feelin's gettin' stronger.
Six in the mornin' gave me no warnin',
I had to be on my way.
Now the cars are all passin' me, trucks are all flashin' me, -- wrong
Now the trucks are all passin' me and the lights all flashin' -- correct
I'm headed home from your place.
And now the sun's comin' up,
I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,
freeway cars and trucks.
Stars beginning to fade
and I lead the parade
just a wishin' I'd stayed a little longer.
(oh) -- Lord, don't you know the feelin's gettin' stronger.
Well, my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splitly
out to my ol' fifty-five.
As I pulled away slowly feelin' so holy
God knows I was feelin' alive.
And now the sun's comin' up, yes it is, -- ( he doesend say yes it is )
I'm ridin' with Lady Luck,
freeway cars and trucks.
Freeway cars and trucks
ridin' with Lady Luck.
Freeway cars and trucks
ridin' with Lady Luck.
Freeway cars and trucks
ridin' with Lady Luck.
05 Midnight Lullaby (03:28)
Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying.
You can burn the midnight oil with me as long as you will
Stare out at the moon upon the windowsill, and dream...
Sing a song of sixpence, pocket full of rye
Hush-a bye my baby, no need to be crying.
There's dew drops on the window sill, gumdrops in your head
Slipping into dream land, you're nodding your head, so dream...
Dream of West Virginia, or of the British Isles
'Cause when you are dreaming, you see for miles and miles.
When you are much older, remember when we sat
At midnight on the windowsill, and had this little chat
And dream, come on and dream, come on and dream, and dream, and dream...
06 Martha (04:32)
Operator, number, please: it's been so many years
Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears?
Hello, hello there, is this Martha? this is old Tom Frost,
And I am calling long distance, don't worry 'bout the cost.
'Cause it's been forty years or more, now Martha please recall,
Meet me out for coffee, where we'll talk about it all.
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I feel so much older now, and you're much older too,
How's your husband? and how's the kids? you know that I got married too?
Luck that you found someone to make you feel secure,
'Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature.
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I was always so impulsive, I guess that I still am,
And all that really mattered then was that I was a man.
I guess that our being together was never meant to be.
And Martha, Martha, I love you can't you see?
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.
And I remember quiet evenings trembling close to you...
08 Lonely (03:14)
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely eyes,
lonely face, lonely lonely in your place.
Lonely, lonely, lonely eyes, lonely face,
lonely lonely in your place.
I thought that I knew all that there was to,
lonely, lonely, lonely...
Melanie Jane, won't feel the pain.
Lonely, lonely, lonely eyes, lonely eyes,
lonely lonely in your place.
And I thought that I knew all that there was to
Lonely, lonely, lonely eyes, lonely eyes,
lonely lonely in your place, and
I still love you, I still love you,
lonely, lonely...
11 Grapefruit Moon (04:52)
Grapefruit moon, one star shining,
shining down on me.
Heard that tune, and now I'm pining,
honey, can't you see?
'Cause every time I hear that melody,
well, something breaks inside,
And the grapefruit moon, one star shining,
can't turn back the tide.
Never had no destination, could not get across.
You became my inspiration, oh but what a cost.
'Cause every time I hear that melody,
well, something breaks inside,
And the grapefruit moon, one star shining,
is more than I can hide.
Now I'm smoking cigarettes
and I strive for purity,
And I slip just like the stars into obscurity.
'Cause every time I hear that melody,
well, puts me up a tree,
And the grapefruit moon, one star shining,
is all that I can see.
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Un vero piccolo gioiello musicale che, con delicatezza e senza far rumore, colpisce sin dal primo ascolto.
Le luci si spengono. È ora di chiudere. Questo disco darà inizio all’avventura musicale di uno dei più grandi ed influenti songwriter di sempre.
