lunedì 9 luglio 2007

Matchbox 20 - Mad seasonReduce da un matrimonio in veste di testimone a Ravello - più bel posto del mondo per acclamazione del resto del mondo! - mi rendo perfettamente conto che dovrei mettere le mani a un po' di foto (tipo quelle della Scozia, magari :o), ma sono anche ben conscio del fatto che proprio non ce la faccio. Libido zero meno e fantasia ai negativi. Così, per acquietare in parte i sensi di colpa, ho pensato di spendere due parole per un cantante che mi accompagna da tempo nell'erranza automobilistica e se le merita tutte. Trattasi di Rob Thomas, ora solista, più noto però come voce e scrittura dei Matchbox 20. Uno dei pochi con uno stile ben definito e riconoscibile, in questo tempo di cloni e copiature senza vergogna, mi piace molto per il ritmo dei testi. Vi propongo Rest stop, dall'album qui accanto Mad Season.

Just three miles from the rest stop
And she slams on the breaks
She said I tried to be but I'm not
And could you please collect your things
I don't wanna be cold
I don't wanna be cruel
But I gotta find more
Than what's happening with you
If you'd - open up the door

She said - while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought - hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening - can you hear me
Have you forgotten

Just three miles from the rest stop
And my mouth's too dry to rage
The light was shining from the radio
I could barely see her face
But she knew all the words that I never had said
She knew the crumpled-up promise of this
Broken down man - and as I opened up the door

She said - while you were sleeping Rob Thomas
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought - hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening - can you hear me
Have you forgotten

She said - while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you're dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn't care
So I thought - hell if it's over
I had better end it quick
Or I could lose my nerve
Are you listening - can you hear me

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