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Ogni tanto ne pescano uno, questi grandi mafiosi della musica (uno tra tanti, tutti uguali, depressi allo stesso modo) e lo promuovono, gli danno una speranza mentre guarda il fiume e non sa cosa pensare - guardiamo sempre il fiume quando non sappiamo cosa pensare. La città è piena di questi sfigati (venditori e compratori): i pub, i club da 30 posti, le strade deserte da 3000 - cantano “sei il solco più profondo del mio cuore” come quella poetessa indiana a cui faceva male forte, poi ha fatto la solita fine dei poeti e s’è buttata nel cesso.
Cos’abbia spinto la Virgin a promuovere Willy Mason lo sa il cielo e però hanno fatto in fretta a tirare lo sciacquone e così a Willy non lo voleva neanche la strada. “Hey, amico” - mi scrive nel libretto – “non so che cazzo hai in testa per comprare il mio cd ma a questo punto scrivimi che almeno ci conosciamo”. Dei milioni che hanno imbracciato una chitarra e mischiato Nick Drake e Woody Guthrie, Willy è uno dei più fortunati perchè in tanti hanno scritto e “Where The Humans Eat” è un piccolo gioiello. Se ne sono accorti anche i Radiohead, che l’occhio lungo hanno sempre dimostrato di averlo, e l’hanno portato con sé per l’ultimo tour.
“I like to sleep,‘cause when I sleep I dream of places I would be if I weren’t here right now” canta Willy mentre mi affaccio sul fiume a duemila chilometri da casa (ma quale casa poi?), sempre lo stesso fiume, lo stesso lato, la stessa espressione tutte le volte, la stessa ragazza vestita da dama che suona il piano per una sterlina mentre mi domando quale sia la fine dei poeti, e quale la mia.
Quando siamo partiti avevamo la stessa età e nel peggiore dei casi tra dieci anni si ritroverà dove mi sono fermato stasera.
Incrocio delicato e perfetto tra country e folk, tra malinconia della propria terra e spirito viaggiatore, “Where The Humans Eat” è uno dei dischi più belli degli ultimi anni, quasi interamente basato sul suono di una chitarra acustica. Uno dei miei dischi, ma proprio miei, e ora lo consiglio a voi.
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04 Where the Humans Eat (03:18)
why wont you listen when i speak,
why wont you listen when i stamp my feet,
you don't belong where the humans eat,
you don't belong, don't belong to me,
i have been workin, all f**king day,
you lie there sleeping, your life away,
you don't belong where the humans eat,
you don't belong, don't belong to me.
i just fed you and, your fat brother,
so why are you now still yelling at me,
you don't belong where the humans eat,
you don't belong, don't belong to me,
you don't belong where the humans eat,
you don't belong, don't belong to me.
06 Hard Hand to Hold (04:16)
Look him in the eyes
There's no need to be scared
He's as powerless as you and me,
Though his face is well worn
And his clothes a bit torn
That don't mean that you shouldn't believe,
When he asks you your name
Says 'brother we're all here in the same game'
But you shrink back like he's a disease,
Yeah you shake and you moan
You say 'oh please take me home'
And the homeless all sing the reprise.
It's a hard hand to hold
That is looking for control
It is tempting to fight
When you know that you're right,
It's hard to lie down
When you don't trust the ground
It's hard to hold on,
It's hard to hold on.
Walking home again
There comes a battle with the wind
As it teases your previsions against shame,
Like all that wax in your hair
It becomes painfully clear
That as long as it's a fight, you'll never win,
And when you get to the door
You're still so busy fighting wars
That you can't look upon your lady as a friend,
You're trying so hard to be right
You miss the love in that first sight
And your lover feels alone once again.
It's a hard hand to hold
That is looking for control
It is tempting to fight
When you know that you're right,
It's hard to lie down
When you don't trust the ground
It's hard to hold on,
It's hard to hold on.
Entering the liquor store
You try your hardest to ignore
That street sleeper on your left there all alone,
And the young man on your right
With unchained souls and love of night
You look so scared they laugh and wonder if your stoned,
But somewheredeep inside
They feel the pain they've learned to hide
Because that same fear has brought much trouble on their homes,
And they know you won't feel safe
Until that cop car wins its race
And another life is driven off its road.
It's a hard hand to hold
That is looking for control
It is tempting to fight
When you know that you're right,
It's hard to lie down
When you don't trust the ground
It's hard to hold on,
It's hard to hold on.
It's a hard hand to hold
That is looking for control
It is tempting to fight
When you know that you're right,
It's hard to lie down
When you don't trust the ground
It's hard to hold on,
It's hard to hold on
11 So Long (02:49)
I wrote to you last night
Because I couldn’t sleep.
My conscience felt the paradox
Of law between the sheets.
When I woke up this morning
I knew I had a song to sing
But I’m too scared to sing it now
There’s no time for daydreams.
I camped out on the floor
Of a university.
I saw kids running so, so fast
That they could barely see.
Bars across my window
For a mild safety.
Is this really where,
Where I want to be?
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’,
Movin’ on.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’ on.
Dirty, dirty feet
From the concert in the grass.
I wanted to believe
that freedom there could last.
Sixteen eyes now watch me
For the choice I’m bound to make.
Their doubts threatens to draw me
From the path I’m bound to take.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’,
Movin’ on.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’ on.
Do you remember when we were young?
And we could name all the things we ran from?
What are your shadows hiding now?
When anxiety’s a nightmare,
Which hero is gonna come around?
Well, I’ll come around
If you’ll come around.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’,
Movin’ on.
So long.
So long.
I’ll be movin’,
Movin’ on.
Movin’ on.
Movin’ on
12 Oxygen (04:57)
* I wanna be better than oxygen
So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees
I wanna speak louder than Ritalin
For all the children who think that they've got a disease
I wanna be cooler than t.v.
For all the kids that are wondering what they are going to be
We can be stronger than bombs
If you're singing along and you know that you really believe
We can be richer than industry
As long as we know that there's things that we don't really need
We can speak louder than ignorance
Cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet.
** On and on, and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until i'm dizzy, time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew.
I wanna see through all the lies of society
To the reality, happiness is at stake
I wanna hold up my head with dignity
Proud of a life where to give means more than to take
I wan't to live beyond the modern mentality
Where paper is all that you're really taught to create
Do you remember the forgotten America?
Justice, equality, freedom to every race?
Just need to get past all the lies and hypocrisy
Make up and hair to the truth behind every face
That look around to all the people you see,
How many of them are happy and free?
I know it sounds like a dream
But it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night
I know it's hard to believe
But it's easy to see that something here isn't right
I know the future looks dark
But it's there that the kids of today must carry the light.
[Repeat **]
If i'm afraid to catch a dream
I weave your baskets and i'll float them down the river stream
Each one i weave with words i speak to carry love to your relief.
[Repeat * , **]
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