Posted 1:20:00 p.m. by Masi

Laurie Anderson

Îmi place mult Laurie Anderson. Profund. Adânc. E... grozavă, ca să folosesc cuvântul preferat al unei amice. Muzica ei are acel mister aparte, care sperie, intrigă şi care induce o stare aparte. De exemplu, O Superman, unora le aduce aminte de World Trade Center; prietenei mele i s-a părut ciudată melodia şi a spus că nu ar mai asculta-o din nou.

Acum ascult Strange Angels, melodia de pe acelaşi album, şi încerc să-mi dau seama ce are aparte muzica ei... Pare a fi concepută într-o altă lume, nu ştiu unde, cum, undeva într-o iarnă perpetuă, într-o hrubă unde nu poţi face altceva decât să compui melodii ce penetrează precum ţurţurii de gheaţă. Nu aş putea să ascult melodiile acestea vara, pe o plajă. S-ar topi, s-ar evapora. Sunt melodii pentru Parcul Tineretului, iarna, când singurele fiinţe vivante din împrejurimi sunt câinii vagabonzi şi ţiganii gata să sară dintr-un boschet şi să-ţi fure banii.

Da, îmi place Laurie.

Strange Angels

They say that heaven is like TV
A perfect little world
that doesn't really need you
And everything there
is made of light
And the days keep going by
Here they come Here they come
Here they come.

Well it was one of those days larger than life
When your friends came to dinner
and they stayed the night
And then they cleaned out the refrigerator -
They ate everything in sight
And then they stayed up in the living room
And they cried all night

Strange angels - singing just for me
Old stories - they're haunting me
This is nothing
like I thought it would be.

Well I was out in my four door
with the top down.
And I looked up and there they were:
Millions of tiny teardrops
just sort of hanging there
And I didn't know whether to laugh or cry
And I said to myself:
What next big sky?

Strange angels - singing just for me
Their spare change falls on top of me
Rain falling Falling all over me
All over me
Strange angels - singing just for me
Old Stories - they're haunting me
Big changes are coming
Here they come
Here they come.