segunda-feira, abril 06, 2009

LEONARD COHEN: LIVE IN LONDON

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Leonard Cohen: "I' m your Man"
Tem-se ouvido (e visto), cá por casa, com agrado, o DVD de Leonard Cohen em Londres. Mais de duas horas de um reportório que fez História na música das últimas décadas, e onde se encontram alguns dos "musts" do cantor, poeta e compositor canadiano, nascido em Montreal no ano de 1934. Tudo nele é uma marca expressiva de um estilo próprio, da voz ao lirismo das palavras, da apresentação em palco á temática (por onde passa religião, pacifismo, amor e sexo, cidadania ou poder prepotente).
Leonard Norman Cohen. que começou a carreira de cantor tarde (“Songs of Leonard Cohen”, de 1967, foi um acontecimento que o projectou internacionalmente), conta com uma dúzia de álbuns, passou por Lisboa no ano passado, actuando no Passeio de Algés, e vai voltar dia 30, agora ao Pavilhão Atlântico, em Lisboa.
Não sei se me apetece um recinto como esse para ouvir Cohen. Não sei se não prefiro o ecrã do televisor e este registo de um concerto dado em Londres, “Live in London”, por acaso nada mal gravado, captando bem, e de forma discreta, o intimismo de uma comunicação que se quer perto.


If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
If you want a partner
Take my hand
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
I'm your man

If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want a doctor
I'll examine every inch of you
If you want a driver
Climb inside
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
I'm your man

Ah, the moon's too bright
The chain's too tight
The beast won't go to sleep
I've been running through these promises to you
That I made and I could not keep
Ah but a man never got a woman back
Not by begging on his knees
Or I'd crawl to you baby
And I'd fall at your feet
And I'd howl at your beauty
Like a dog in heat
And I'd claw at your heart
And I'd tear at your sheet
I'd say please, please
I'm your man

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

7 comentários:

V. disse...

Ah, belo post! Cereja no topo do bolo! :)

e já agora:

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it's now or never
Everybody knows that it's me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when you've done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it's moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you're in trouble
Everybody knows what you've been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it's coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows


Beijos

Maria, Simplesmente disse...

Leonard Cohen!
É daqueles que da "lei da morte" se vai libertando...
Boa semana
Maria

audrey disse...

o que eu gostei...
amei...
adorei...
morri................

por este Homem.........................

(Lauro... tu és uma enciclopédia!...)

Maria Eduarda Colares disse...

Acho que assim vou começar a patrocinar este blog! Quem se preocupa em nos obsequiar com tais mimos merece um sponsor generoso.
Yes you are.

Mar Arável disse...

Inesgotável

isabel victor disse...

Subscrevo a MEC, que mimo este post ...

sempre


iv

Frioleiras disse...

L. Cohen...


he is my man.....................




bj