Paroles & musiques

Cela fait une bonne dizaine de fois que je vois ce concert sur I-Concerts HD, mais rien à faire : à chaque fois, je reste "scotchée" jusqu'à la dernière note (... et pour cause !!). Je repars instantanément dans ce concert où j'étais allée avec A., à défaut de mon compagnon qui avait boudé, jugeant la soirée trop pour "midinettes". Bouffon ! Coldplay ! De la zik pour pré-pubères ?? il n'y a que ceux qui connaissent uniquement les titres diffusés à la radio qui peuvent dire cela d'eux !!

Il suffit de le voir sur scène, le Chris Martin, le voir vivre ses chansons à fond, pour comprendre qu'il y a bien d'autres choses dans la musique de ce Groupe ! Il faut entendre les paroles, se laisser bercer par elles, puis planer avec lui, avec sa voix absolument sublime. Un grand chanteur, qui peut tenir une note à la perfection durant de longues minutes avec un velouté dans la voix à aucun autre pareil. Pourtant des "dérivés" de Coldplay, il y en a !. A commencer par Guster qui a repris le flambeau... mais c'est une autre histoire.

J'adore ce concert parce que Chris Martin donne TOUT. Il chante comme s'il était à son piano, chez lui, tout seul en train de composer ; et dans le même temps, ses paroles qu'il nous confie comme s'il nous ouvrait son journal intime, c'est juste... émouvant, prenant, sidérant...

Décidément, j'adore ce groupe !...

Découverte de ce groupe (enfin !) dont j'ai beaucoup entendu parler sans l'avoir "goûté"... Et première écoute de ce titre. Celle-ci, il faut que je la garde... que je la déguste et que je l'explore. La voilà donc ici !

Hold my hand as I'm lowered
And please don't see me as a coward
For death, I do not forsake thee
Though your dark stare is always upon me

Well, I fell in love with a world in you
Well, I fell in love with a world in you

O Death, do not feel like the victor
'Cause my poor life makes you none the richer
Oh, your cold hands are clutching at cloth
I leave nothing on Earth that won't rot

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
Well, I fell in love with the world in you

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
And now I feel cold

Well, I fell in love with the world in you
And now I feel holier

J'aime beaucoup cet album de KUBB. Pas très connu, c'est dommage car l'album Mother (2005) est intéressant, riche et bien agréable à écouter et réécouter...

Désolée aucun clip dispo... juste la musique... il faudra se contenter de la radio-blog cette fois !

We used to love each other
And now I'm having to discover
That all is not what it seems
And I'm bleeding
Its so hard to let you go
No, No, No.

Chorus
Without You
Without You

No, No, No

I feel a cold wind blow now
But I don't really wanna go now
Just keep holding on
Cause I need You
And I've got to let you know
No, No, No

Chorus
I can't
I can't
I cannot Live without you
I can't without you
and I can't, I cannot live without you
I can't
I can't
I cannot live without you
Without you

Un autre groupe anglais, que j'affectionne tout particulièrement pour sa musique souvent apaisante et douce. J'aime sa voix, et quelques-unes de leurs chansons qui ont jalonné mes dernières années (spécialement l'album "Tourist" en 2005). Un groupe qui suit son petit bonhomme de chemin mais reste bien présent sur la scène musicale.

I waded through the darkest fields you'd imagine
Your pretty face sketched on the barrel of my gun
And i know you'l be the first to welcome me
When i climb into eternity
Oh,oh

The forest kept us warm
Bur it doesnt feel like home anymore
And i know there's bigger mountains where you are
And a better climate for my heart
Oh,oh

I've been racing the clock
And i've run out of steem
I am ready for my final symphony
Oh my body is weak
But my soul is still strong
I am ready to rest in your arms

Though many battles i have won
I lost to many friends i could count on
And i know they'l be the first to welcome me
When i parachute into eternity
Oh,oh

I've been racing the clock
And i've run out of steam
I am ready for my final symphony
Oh my body is weak
but my soul is still strong
I am ready to rest in your arms

And the rain beat down on the rooftops
But there was no sound,
there was no sound
And all my friends and familly carried me
they carried me home
Carried me home

I've been racing the clock
And iv run out of steam
I am ready for my final symphony
Oh my body is weak
But my soul is still strong
I am ready to rest in your arms
I've been racing the clock
And i've run out of steam
I am ready for my final symphony
Oh my body is weak
But my sould is still strong
I am ready to rest in your arms
Oh, oh

Parce qu'elle m'a longtemps traîné dans la tête, cette chanson, et parce qu'elle me revient régulièrement en tête, suivant l'humeur... L'humeur du moment s'y prête...

Il a tourné sa vie dans tous les sens
Pour savoir si ça avait un sens l'existence
Il a demandé leur avis à des tas de gens ravis
Ravis, ravis, de donner leur avis sur la vie
Il a traversé les vapeurs des derviches tourneurs
Des haschich fumeurs et il a dit

La vie ne vaut rien, rien, rien, la vie ne vaut rien
Mais moi quand je tiens, tiens,
Là dans mes mains éblouies,
Les deux jolis petits seins de mon amie,
Là je dis rien, rien, rien, rien ne vaut la vie,

Il a vu l'espace qui passe
Entre la jet set les fastes, les palaces
Et puis les techniciens de surface,
D'autres espèrent dans les clochers, les monastères
Voir le vieux sergent pépère mais ce n'est que Richard Gere,
Il est entré comme un insecte sur site d'Internet
Voir les gens des sectes et il a dit

La vie ne vaut rien, rien, rien, la vie ne vaut rien
Mais moi quand je tiens, tiens,
Là dans mes mains éblouies,
Les deux jolis petits seins de mon amie,
Là je dis rien, rien, rien, rien ne vaut la vie

Il a vu manque d'amour, manque d'argent
Comme la vie c'est détergeant
Et comme ça nettoie les gens,
Il a joué jeux interdit pour des amis endormis,
Et il a dit

La vie ne vaut rien, rien, rien, la vie ne vaut rien
Mais moi quand je tiens, tiens,
Là dans mes mains éblouies,
Les deux jolis petits seins de mon amie,
Là je dis rien, rien, rien, rien ne vaut la vie.

Une artiste que j'aime tout particulièrement. Sa pêche et ses textes valent le détours. Une artiste méconnue, hélas...

[Album Finally Woken - 2004]

Who made up all the rules?
We follow them like fools,
Believe them to be true,
Don't care to think them through

And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this

And it's ironic too
'Cause what we tend to do
Is act on what they say
And then it is that way

And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this
I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this

Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?
Who are they?
Where are they?
How can they possibly
Know all this?

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?

Who are they?
Where are they?
How do they
Know all this?
And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry it's like this

Do you see what I see?
Why do we live like this?
Is it because it's true
That ignorance is bliss?

And who are they?
Where are they?
How can they
Know all this?
And I'm sorry, so sorry
I'm sorry we do this

Un excellent album, qui date un peu... mais la voix reste toujours aussi poignante.

Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a fish on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it, let it go by.
If I, have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.

Like a bird free
there's a bird free

Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
don't cry no more don't cry
it's completed, oh it's finished
it;s been paid for

Like a bird free
there's a bird free
Like a bird free
there's a bird free
Like a bird free
there's a bird free
Like a bird free
there's a bird free
Like a bird (free) on the wire, (free)
like a drunk (free) in a midnight choir (free)
don't cry (free) don't cry (free)
Like a bird free (free) free

Cette chanson se suffit à elle-même ; pas besoin d'en rajouter je pense... flemme de traduire mais je me comprends ! Sa voix est trop trippante, le son est trop bon, la rythmique aussi. Non, vraiment cette chanson me fait craquer !...

To hold me closer or set me free
To trust completely or let it be
You don't know my destiny
You can't see what I can see

Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared

To love me truely or let me go
Inbetween I don't want to know
This is how it has to be
No more us and no more we

Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared

Once again, on the station
See your face in a crowd
Comes again the sensation
You can't hear yourself think
With their voices inside your head Hey

Hey - I wish I cared
Hey - I wish I cared
I wish I cared
Yes I really do
I wish I cared
(Hey) I wish I cared
Yes I really do
I wish I cared
(Hey) I wish I cared
I wish I cared
(Hey)

Flashback...

C'est lui qui le dit, pas moi...

Voilà qui colle parfaitement à l'humeur du moment !!

When she was 22 the future looked bright
But she's nearly 30 now and she's out every night
I see that look in her face, she's got that look in her eye
She's thinking how did I get here and wondering why

It's sad but it's true how society says her life is already over
There's nothing to do and there's nothing to say
'Til the man of her dreams comes along
Picks her up and puts her over his shoulder
It seems so unlikely in this day and age

She's got an alright job but it's not a career
Whenever she thinks about it, it brings her to tears
'Cause all she wants is a boyfriend, she gets one night stands
She's thinking how did I get here, I'm doing all that I can

It's sad but it's true how society says her life is already over
There's nothing to do and there's nothing to say
'Til the man of her dreams comes along
Picks her up and puts her over his shoulder
It seems so unlikely in this day and age

It's sad but it's true how society says her life is already over
There's nothing to do and there's nothing to say
'Til the man of her dreams comes along
Picks her up and puts her over his shoulder
It seems so unlikely in this day and age

Je suis une fan de Peter Gabriel, en particulier depuis ses débuts en solo. Cette chanson, que j'adore, me transporte dans le passé et je la trouve pleine de sensibilité, et d'émotions comme seul PG sait l'exprimer. Il y a non seulement sa voix absolument troublante, avec ses envolées envoûtantes, il y a les paroles, et il y a la musique. Le tout donne des envies irrépressibles de douceur et de tendresse à deux.Cette chanson est l'apothéose musicale de l'union de deux personnes, à mon sens.

Bref, sans lassitude aucune, bien au contraire...

I caught sight of my reflection
I caught it in the window
I saw the darkness in my heart
I saw the signs of my undoing
They had been there from the start

And the darkness still has work to do
The knotted chord's untying
The heated and the holy
Oh they're sitting there on high
So secure with everything they're buying

In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman and the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
We wanted the the union oh the union of the woman, the woman and the man

My grip is surely slipping
I think I've lost my hold
Yes I think I've lost my hold
I cannot get insurance any more
They don't take credit, only gold
Is that a dagger or a crucifix I see
You hold so tightly in your hand
And all the while the distance grows between you and me
I do not understand

In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman and the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
We wanted the the union oh the union of the woman, the woman and the man

At my request you take me in
In that tenderness I am floating away
No certainty, nothing to rely on
Holding still for a moment
What a moment this is
Oh for a moment of forgetting
A moment of bliss
Oh....

I can hear the distant thunder
Of a million unheard souls
Of a million unheard souls
Watch each one reach for creature comfort
For the filling of their holes

In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
I feel the man in the woman and the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man
I feel the man in the woman and the woman in the man

In the blood of Eden we have done everything we can
In the blood of Eden, so we end as we began
With the man in the woman and the woman in the man
It was all for the union, oh the union of the woman, the woman and the man

Un bien bon morceau, découvert par hasard et qui trotte dans la tête depuis...

This ain't the down, it's the upbeat
Make it complete
So what's the story?
Guaranteed accuracy, enhanced CD
Latest technology, darts at Treble 20
Huge non-recuparable advance
Majors be vigilant
I excel in both content and deliverance
So let's put on our classics
And we'll ‘ave a little dance, shall we?
No sales pitch, no media hype
No hydro, it's nice and ripe
I speak in communication in bold type
This AIN’T yer archetypal street sound
Scan for ultrasounds North, South, East, West
And all round and then to the underground

You say that every thing sounds the same
Then you go buy them!
There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward (2x)

As we progress to the checkpoint
I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint
But this ain't your typical Garage joint
I make points which hold significance
That ain't a bag, it's shipment
This ain't a track, it's a movement
I got the settlement
My frequencies are transient
And resonate your eardrums
I make bangers, not anthems
Leave that to the Artful Dodger
The broad shouldered 51% shareholder
You won't find us on Alta Vista
Cult classic, not bestseller
Your gonna need more power,
Plug in the freephase and the generator
Crank it up to the gigawatts
Critics ready with the potshots, the plot thickens
Put on yer mittens for these sub-zero conditions
But remember I'm just spittin',
Remember I'm just spittin'
Once bitten, forever smitten

You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them!
There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward (2x)

Spilt jewels like Eastern riches
Junkie fixes
Around 'ere we say birds, not bitches
As London Bridge burns down, Brixton's burning up
Turns out your in luck
Cos I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck
So it's just another showflick from your
Local City Poet
Case you geezers don't know it
Let’s Push Things Forward
It's a tall order, but we’re taller
Calling all maulers, backstreet brawlers
Cornershop crawlers, victory’s flawless
Love us or hate us, but don't slate us
Don't conform to formulas
Pop genres and such sharp darts, double Dutch
Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud
Let's Push Things Forward

You say that everything sounds the same
Then you go buy them
There's no excuses my friend
Let's Push Things Forward.

Je veux tout
Toi et les autres aussi
Aux quatre coins de ma vie
Sur les coeurs, il n'y a pas de prix
Je veux tout tout de suite et ici.

Je veux tout l'image claire et la floue
Sur les sentiments illimités
Je travaille pour l'amour sans rendez-vous
Je veux voler sans me faire attraper...

Refrain

Le vide, je vais le remplir
De bons ou de mauvais souvenirs
Le vide je veux le remplir
Avant que mon âme s'assèche et que je craque...

Je veux tout
Le silence et les promesses.
Le rigide et la souplesse
Je veux tout
L'anarchie et la sagesse.
Ton sourire et puis tes fesses...

Je veux tout
toi et tous tes amis
Pour tracer mes jours et mes nuits
Sur les cœurs, il n'y a pas de prix
Je veux tout tout de suite et ici (2x)

Ohh...

Le vide, je vais le remplir
De bons ou de mauvais souvenirs
Le vide je veux le remplir
Avant que mon âme s'assèche et que je craque...

Je veux tout
Toi et les autres aussi
Aux quatre coins de ma vie
Sur les cœurs, il n'y a pas de prix
Je veux tout tout de suite et ici (4x)

Une chanson bien jolie que voilà, dans un bien joli album (Hall of Mirrors - 2008). Mon coup de coeur du moment !

(moment spend worry spend fear give room grow back fear worrying Clear your pathway)

Lost, In the dark for so long I was blind in my mind but now I realize
I can open my eyes... and see,
It was me, all along who was accusing the darkness
when I was the one blocking out my sun
I stood for too long waitin' for my ship to come,
I was washed up and used, I was trampled and bruised
Here's the news :

Every little moment you spend on a worry
You spend on a fear, you just a give it room to grow
So take back your fear and your worrying (and just)
Clear your pathway!

Trouble,
Don't come round here no more knowing I stopped accusing
There's no more divine, tell me where would it hide
Coz' here, in the great hall of mirrors you get what you give,
You project what you live, reflect what you give
Great waves of sunshine are comin'up your way,
Open up the flood gates and let your love light shine in

Every little moment you spend on a worry
You spend on a fear, you just a give it room to grow
So take back your fear and your worrying (and just)
Clear your pathway! (2x)

lalalala ouh

Here, in the great hall of mirrors you get what you give,
You project what you live, reflect what you give
Great waves of sunshine are comin'up your way,
Open up the flood gates and let your love light shine in

Every little moment you spend on a worry
You spend on a fear, you just a give it room to grow
So take back your fear and your worrying (and just)
Clear your pathway yeah (2x)

J'aurais tant aimé y être...

I tied myself with wire
To let the horses roam free
Playing with the fire
Until the fire played with me

The stone was semi-precious
We were barely conscious
Two souls too smart to be
In the realm of certainty
Even on our wedding day

We set ourselves on fire
Oh God, do not deny her
It’s not if I believe in love
If love believes in me
Oh, believe in me

At the moment of surrender
I folded to my knees
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me

I’ve been in every black hole
At the altar of the dark star
My body’s now a begging bowl
That’s begging to get back, begging to get back
To my heart
To the rhythm of my soul
To the rhythm of my unconsciousness
To the rhythm that yearns
To be released from control

I was punching in the numbers at the ATM machine
I could see in the reflection
A face staring back at me
At the moment of surrender
Of vision over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me

I was speeding on the subway
Through the stations of the cross
Every eye looking every other way
Counting down ’til the train would stop

At the moment of surrender
Of vision of over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me