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:

  1. 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

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

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

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

    (Lauro... tu és uma enciclopédia!...)

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  4. 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.

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