ABRUPTO

08:30 (JPP)

EARLY MORNING BLOGS / SONGS 48

Os leitores do Abrupto têm passado dos Early Morning Blues para outras músicas sobre a manhã, sobre acordar de manhã, sobre o mundo visto pelos primeiros olhares da manhã. Não é brilhante a manhã vista assim, ou é o que se perde dia a dia , ou é o que nos espera, ou é o que nos falta. Mas, daqui a pouco, temos uma verdadeira antologia da manhã. Existe? Já alguém fez uma antologia sobre textos matinais? É o que os leitores do Abrupto estão a fazer.

Jorge Camões refere , através da letra dos Doors, "Summer's almost gone", o fim das manhãs de de Verão :

"Summer's almost gone
Almost gone
Yeah, it's almost gone
Where will we be
When the summer's gone?
Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burn gold into our hair
At night, we swim the laughin' sea
When summer's gone
Where will we be
Where will we be
Where will we be
Morning found us calmly unaware
Noon burn gold into our hair
At night, we swim the laughin' sea
When summer's gone
Where will we be
Summer's almost gone
Summer's almost gone
We had some good times
But they're gone
The winter's comin' on
Summer's almost gone "

E acrescenta "um pequeno apontamento depressivo" . também dos Doors, dos Roadhouse blues,

"Well, I woke up this morning,
I got myself a beer Well,
I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer
The future's uncertain, and the end is always near "

Nobre Grenho envia a letra "me or him" do album Radio KAOS de Roger Waters.:

"You wake up in the morning, get something for the pot
Wonder why the sun makes the rocks feel hot
Draw on the walls, eat, get laid
Back in the good old days

Then some damn fool invents the wheel
Listen to the whitewalls squeal
You spend all day looking for a parking spot
Nothing for the heart, nothing for the pot

Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio
Oh how he wanted to talk to the people,
he wanted his own show
Tune in Moscow. Tune in New York
Listen tot the Welsh kid talk
Communicating like in the good old days

Forgive me father for I have sinned
It was either me or him
And a voice said Benny
You fucked the whole thing up
Benny your time is up
Your time is up

Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio
He wanted to talk to the people
He wanted his own show
Tune in Moscow. Tune in New York
Listen to the Welsh kid talk communicating
Like in the good old days

Forgive me Father

Welsh Policeman: Mobile One Two to Central.
For I have sinned

Welsh Policeman: We have a multiple on the A465 between Cwmbran and Cylgoch.
Father it was either me or him.
Father can we turn back the clock?

Welsh Policeman: Ambulance, over.
I never meant to drop the concrete block.

Welsh Policeman: Roger central, over and out.
Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio
He wanted to talk to the people
He wanted his own show
Tune in Moscow. Tune in New York
Listen to the Welsh kid talk
Just like in the good old days
The good old days".

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CORREIO : Recebido em condições, atrasado como de costume, a ser respondido parcialmente mais para o fim de semana.