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quinta-feira, março 24, 2005

[Crónica] Três momentos

Como prelúdio do que está para para vir, decidi escrever sobre três momentos que pela sua beleza me tocaram. Que mudam tudo. Se paroxismo se pudesse aplicar ao prazer, era isso que seria. Aqui os deixo:

24/02/2004 - Concerto de Nick Cave e alguns Bad Seeds no CCB. O Mestre a mostrar porque o é e sempre o será. Volta ao palco para um quarto encore e logo se ouvem os primeiros acordes do "Love Letter". Eis o que se Ouviu:

I hold this letter in my hand
A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer
I hope it does as I have planned
Losing her again is more than I can bear
I kiss the cold, white envelope
I press my lips against her name
Two hundred words. We live in hope
The sky hangs heavy with rain

Love Letter Love Letter
Go get her Go get her
Love Letter Love Letter
Go tell her Go tell her

A wicked wind whips up the hill
A handful of hopeful words
I love her and I always will
The sky is ready to burst
Said something I did not mean to say
Said something I did not mean to say
Said something I did not mean to say
It all came out the wrong way

Love Letter Love letter
Go get her Go get her
Love Letter Love letter
Go tell her Go tell her

Rain your kisses down upon me
Rain your kisses down in storms
And for all who`ll come before me
In your slowly fading forms
I`m going out of my mind
Will leave me standing in
The rain with a letter and a prayer
Whispered on the wind

Come back to me
Come back to me
O baby please come back to me

Concerto acabou. Ao levantar-me vi lágrimas ao meu lado.

(Love Letter encontra-se no álbum "No More Shall We Part")

15/10/2004 - Londres. Promessa de um concerto com Siouxsie e alguns Banshees. Em palco uma secção de cordas. A promessa de algo especial. E assim foi. Nunca pensei ouvir isto, "Obsession".

do you hear this breath it's an obsessive breath
can you feel this beat it's an obsessive heart beat
waiting to be joined with its obsession

i close my eyes but i can't sleep
the thin membrane can't veil
the branded picture of you

the signs and signals show - the traffic lights say go
again you baffle me pretending not to see ...me

i broke into your room - i broke down in my room
touched your belongings there - and left a lock of my hair
another sign for you

you screamed into my face get the hell out of my place
another sign for me? can you forgive me?
for not understanding your ways

you know sometimes you take it all too far
then i remember it's a game between you and me
a divine test for us two

it's all in my imagination
yes they even say that our mission ...is only
my obsession

do you hear this breath it's an oppressive breath
suffocating in the poison of your obsession
can you feel this beat it's a possessive beat
your pulse stops in the claws of your obsession.

Não foi um sonho realizado. Era demais para sequer o ser.

("Obsession" encontra-se no albúm a "A Kiss In The Dreamhouse")

22/03/2005 - Barcelona. A reunião dos Dead Can Dance e consequente tour, originaram a deslocação em massa da nossa redacção a esta cidade. Disso falaremos em breve. Mas o momento desse concerto foi quando Lisa Gerard ofereceu "Sanvean" ao público, a mim.
Não há letra para deixar. Só a impossibilidade de descrever o que ouvi.

("Sanvean" encontra-se no DVD ao vivo "Toward The Within".)