College Years
Mama – Genesis
Genesis, turned to the dark side, but what a sweet dark side.
And the first introduction of the signature drum kit line, you know, the one from In The Air Tonight.
Lyrics:
I can’t see you mama
but I can hardly wait
ooh to touch and to feel you mama
oh I just can’t keep away
in the heat and the steam of the city
oh its got me running and I just can’t brake
so say you’ll help me mama
cos its getting so hard
Now I can’t keep you mama
but I know you’re always there
you listen, you teach me mama
and I know inside you care
so get down, down here beside me
oh you ain’t going nowhere
no I won’t hurt you mama
but its getting so hard
Can’t you see me here mama
mama mama mama please
can’t you feel my heart
can’t you feel my heart
can’t you feel my heart oh
now listen to me mama
mama mama
you’re taking away my last chance
don’t take it away
can’t you feel my heart?
It’s hot, too hot for me mama
but I can hardly wait
my eyes they’re burning mama
and I can feel my body shake
don’t stop, don’t stop me mama
oh make the pain, make it go away
no I won’t hurt you mama
but its getting so hard
Now I can’t see you mama
but I know you’re always there
you taunt, you tease me mama
but I never never can keep away
it’s the heat and the steam of the city
oh got me running and I just can’t brake
so stay don’t leave me mama
cos its getting so hard
Baker Street – Gerry Rafferty
A sad song for a long train trip, wind in your hair, and the feeling that you don’t know where you’re going, or where you’re gonna be next day.
I felt this way long time ago, after a short vacation to Sangeorz Bai, one of our favorite getaway spots. I was in my first year of college, and little did I know, it would be my last vacation with this girl I knew from high school. She left on an early train to Cluj, and I was left waiting for my Bucharest train in this small and nondescript little station, Beclean. I had nothing to do to kill the time, but walk the empty streets on a warm spring day, and wonder where I was going, and what to do next. We would see each other again some 20 years later, still beautiful, but much wiser.
Lyrics:
Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head, and dead on your feet
Well another crazy day
You drink the night away
And forget about everything
This city desert makes you feel so cold,
Its got so many people but its got no soul
And it’s taken you so long to find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything
You used to think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you’re tryin’, you’re tryin’ now
Another year and then you’d be happy
Just one more year and then you’d be happy
But you’re cryin’, you’re cryin’ now
Way down the street there’s a light in his place
He opens the door
He’s got that look on his face
And he asks you where you’ve been
You tell him who you’ve seen
And you talk about anything
He’s got this dream about buyin’ some land
He’s gonna give up the booze and the one night stands
And then he’ll settle down
It’s a quiet little town
And forget about everything
But you know he’ll always keep movin’
You know he’s never gonna stop movin’
‘Cause he’s rollin’
He’s the rolling stone
And when you wake up it’s a new mornin’
The sun is shining it’s a new mornin’
And you’re going, you’re going home
Si Daca – Pro Musica
Pro Musica e unul din grupurile care au fost mereu in topul muzicii rock romanesti desi pe nedrept plasati in umbra favoritilor publicului. Ii ascultam seara de seara la Costinesti, la Perla Marii (putin mai incolo, la Forum, cinta Holograf) si desi nu prea am vazut niciodata locul unei formatii de rock intr-un restaurant, aveau destule cintece frumoase si sentimentale.
Am ales pentru acest post versiunea acustica si nu cea de pe vinil. Sint la fel de frumoase amindoua. Poate cea mai buna adaptare pe muzica a unei poezii clasice.
Nu pot sa nu amintesc, asa ca o gluma, de o adaptare a aceleiasi poezii de Sincron-ul lui Cornel Fugaru. Sa nu ma intelegeti gresit, Sincron-ul a fost o trupa simpatica, cu unele succese la public, dar cu Eminescu nu prea le-a mers. Judecati singuri.
Versuri (asta doar asa, ca sa fiu consistent, ca nu cred ca e cineva sa nu le stie pe de rost):
Si daca ramuri bat în geam
Si se cutremur plopii,
E ca în minte sa te am
Si-ncet sa te apropii.
Si daca stele bat în lac
Adâncu-i luminându-l,
E ca durerea mea s-o-mpac
Inseninându-mi gândul.
Si daca norii desi se duc
De iese-n luciu luna,
E ca aminte sa-mi aduc
De tine-ntotdeuna.
Iarba Prin Par / Daca Vrei / Scrisori Iubite – Celelalte Cuvinte
Eram la Costinesti, vara lui ’87 sau ’88, si beam bere cu prietenii pe o terasa, chiar la marginea marii. Eram foarte veseli – tocmai ne intorceam de la un concert Celelate Cuvinte, la teatrul de vara, care se prelungise mult peste limita obisnuita. Si cum stam noi asa si vorbeam despre Calin Pop si Radu Manafu (daca nu ati auzit de ei: o scurta biografie a grupului ), cind de nicaieri apare o fata si zice, “Vad ca va distrati bine. Pot sa stau si eu cu voi?”. Acuma nu era sa o lasam singura in noapte, singura problema era ca aveam toti prietenele cu noi, cu exceptia unui singur coleg, care insa era si cel mai timid. Eu, normal, am asteptat sa zica el ceva, si el nimic. Fata insa n-avea nici un chef sa plece, asa ca i-am dat o bere si i-am testat cunostintele de Celelalte Cuvinte, pe care le-am gasit satisfacatoare si am lasat-o sa stea. Am mai petrecut citeva ceasuri bune, cu bere si povesti (ce frumoase erau noptile fara televizor si fara smart phone) iar la plecare fata astepta sa o luam cu noi, dar de data asta chiar n-am avut cum sa o scot din incurcatura, iar prietenul meu timid nu s-a ales cu nimic. Fata a plecat asa cum venise, de nicaieri.
Iarba prin par – Versuri:
Nopti de vis
Ce s-au stins
In van
Cugetari
Rugaminti
In zadar
Iarba prin par, pe obrajii ei
Si pe ochii caprui
Ce plangeau la zei
Intr-un loc
Ea mergea
Mereu
Nimeni nu
Va afla
Taina ei
Daca vrei – Versuri:
Daca vrei privirea sa-mi las in podea
Calca peste ea, calca peste ea.
Daca vrei de tine sa simt ca-s robit,
Lasa-ma uimit, lasa-ma uimit.
Daca vrei cu tine lumina s-o impart,
Lasa-ma sa ard, lasa-ma sa ard.
Daca tot ce-i dus vrei din urma s-ajung,
Lasa-ma sa curg, lasa-ma sa curg.
Daca vrei sa stii ce-am in suflet si-n gand,
Lasa-ma sa cant, lasa-ma sa cant,
Lasa-ma sa cant, lasa-ma sa cant,
Lasa-ma sa cant, lasa-ma sa cant…
Scrisori iubite – Versuri:
Aa…, scrisori pastrate, de demult
In linistita zi cu soare
A, cu fruntea-n maini ma plec s-ascult
Tacerea vorbii tale.
Ce fericit eram odata
Si cat sunt de ostenit de drum…
A, dar ea pe unde-o fi acum?
One Song Each Day 