Una
delle canzoni più vecchie degli HER PILLOW, ma che ancora rispecchia fedelmente
la nostra "filosofia" riguardo alla musica. Non c’è molto da capire o da spiegare,
nessuno tenta di dire qualcosa di nuovo, finché dura a noi va bene…
Our Song
(Mancuso)
Let Me Introduce The
Band To You, Sirs
I Think The
Most Of You Already Know Our Names
But There’s
Something That You Could Ignore
So This Is The
Whole Story And The Exhaustive Rap
We’re Here Tonight O See You And Play For You
The Music You’ll Be Hearing Is
Made To Make You Move
Me And The
Boys Are Playing The Tunes We Love So Well
They Come From
We Believe It Won’t Be Hard
For You, People,
Forgetting Your Sorrows And Pains
Raise Your Souls For
A While
Drinking Good Beer And Wine
The Only Beat You Listen Is The One From Your Heart
Just Two Hours Along
This Sound And Then Live Or Die
Me And The
Boys Are Playing The Tunes We Love So Well
They Come From
As You Can Plainly See
We’re Not So Hard To Please
Shouts, Calls And
Claps To Show Us
You’re Satisfied By Thy
‘Cause Your Mood And Attention Pay The Efforts We All Do
This Is The
Reason Why We’re So Pleased To Play For You
Me And The
Boys Are Playing The Tunes We Love So Well
They Come From
"Drops"
è nata in sala d'incisione mentre registravamo il demo.
Le parole e la musica sono di Fabio. E’ stata
praticamente arrangiata e suonata direttamente in studio durante le
registrazioni del demo; anche per questo, "Drops" è diventata la title-track
prima del demo e poi del CD.
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Drops (Magnasciutti
F.) I
Cure. I Stroke Tonight The Lump I Have In My Throat For Something I Don’t Know ‘Cause My Life Is Mine Tonight I Do Understand Tonight We’re Looking For Each Other And Soon We Shall Meet ‘Cause My Life Is Mine Tonight ‘T Was My Father’s, It Was My Mother’s Forgotten Tales And Forgotten Dreams ‘T Was Your Eye’s, Hands And Mouth And Sometime, For A While, I Felt Life Grazing Me And I Made Love To Her I Feel Your Voice Tonight Sweet Touch Of Glass Don’t Know What You’re Saying So I Drink ‘Cause My Life Is Mine Tonight Shout And Sing Tonight To Me, To You, To God We All Three Know Well That My Life Is Mine Tonight ‘T Was The Confessor’s And His Verdict ‘T Was My Brother’s And Our Games And The First Times Out Of Home And Sometime, For A While, I Felt Life Grazing Me And I Made Love To Her ‘T Was My Good’s, It Was My Evil’s Night Visions And Remembrances Of Us ‘T Was Your Heart’s, Soul And Flesh And Sometime, For A While, I Felt Life Grazing Me And To Her Love I Made |
…perché
se mai qualcuno ti ha voluto dire qualche cosa del proprio cuore con una
canzone, e forse era una canzone che a te non diceva niente, forse non ti
piaceva.
Però l’amore che non è stato espresso è come una
pistola pronta a sparare, carica, oliata, efficiente che, però, devi seppellire
sotto la terra, sotto il fango, forse per sempre…
Ma Tu sai che quella pistola può sparare, può uccidere.
Può uccidere anche te.
Questo è solo un sogno dovuto alla tequila ed al gin.
Amare l’alcool non è normale, nel senso che non
tutti lo fanno o lo possono fare.
Fa male e fa bene allo stesso tempo. Come amare una
donna.
Diventi un’altra persona e non puoi sapere se
sei meglio o peggio di quello che saresti stato.
E NON
LO SAPRAI MAI.
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DEAD SLOW (Mancuso – Magnasciutti
R.) do you love me? I don’t need you any more do you miss me? i made a mistake i’m sorry I’m
dying without you we can marry and have a child that will be wonderful as you I’m
dead and gone do you love me? with
a pistol in my mouth and
a rope around my neck i’d feel better I don’t need you any
more where
have you gone? I love you I’m nothing without you |
Da una idea
musicale di Roberto Magnasciutti, che suona l’intro e la chitarra acustica in tutto il pezzo, con delle
parole sconvolgenti di Fabio (tradotte in inglese non proprio fedelmente da
Nicola).
Il titolo è un tributo ai
Joy Division ed il basso
del ritornello un tributo ai Japan.
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A MEANS TO A DEATH (Magnasciutti F. – Magnasciutti R.) Take
A Boy And A Girl Give’em A Spring Shiver In That Night What
You’ll Get Is Love Take
A Hair And A Soap As
Long As It’s Little Wet Don’t
Part’em And What You’ll Get Is Love Take
A Man And His Sadness Leave’em Alone For A While Take
A Man And A Woman In
Their Home Ignoring Each Other Chewing
And Stinking Everytime And
The Man And The Woman They
Don’t Fight Anymore Anyway
You Will Get Only Love Take
A Man And His Solitude Give
Them Time To Make Love Take
A Man Who Knows There’s
Nothing To Know About And
Let Him Choose Death To Make Love To Take
A Man Who Knows There’s
Never Been Nothing To Know And
Let Him Choose Death To Make Love To Take A
Man And His Death Give
Them Time To Make Love |
Musica
ed arrangiamento scritti da quel mostro di Luca su un bellissimo testo di Yeats.
Luca la propose qualche anno fa e fu subito
inserita nelle "scalette" dei concerti live, nonostante il fatto che
per la sua lentezza e lunghezza potrebbe non sembrare
in linea con le altre canzoni. Tuttavia abbiamo notato
che, anche per l’intensa voce di Francesca, è una delle songs più apprezzate.
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THE
WHEEL (Forte) poesia scritta da w. b.
yeats Through winter-time we call on spring. And through the spring on summer call. And when abounding hedges ring declare that winter’s best of all; and after that there’s nothing good because the spring-time has not come nor know that what disturbs our blood is but its longing for the tomb. |
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(Mancuso
– Magnasciutti R.) Sleep
on me Cry
with me Feel
the pain to be alone Having
nobody to share the tears and
to fight the disease of love So be
my lover, be my friend Be
everyone for me or be
my enemy, be my end Be nothing
to me Feel
yourself lost and Lonely
in the crowd Is
something you should never try It’s
hard to believe you don’t care for me after all everything must die. |
Roberto Orlandi è il chitarrista principale degli HER PILLOW,
tuttavia, per vari motivi quali il lavoro, gli impegni di teatro e quelli di
musica, è sempre stanco, tanto che spesso si addormenta durante le prove ed una
volta successe pure che dopo un concerto si addormentò mentre staccava i cavi
del suo amplificatore…
Da qui la canzone che spesso gli viene dedicata durante i concerti e che presso qualcuno gli
è valso il soprannome di "sleepy".
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SLEEPY GUITAR-MAN (Mancuso –
Magnasciutti R.) Wake up early in the
morning, going out to work riding in the cold streets,
never going slow finally at the desk, all
the bullshit on your neck just one hour for
dinner and then begin again. Traffic jam on the way
home, same old shit today this stuff will never
change, you’re tired to be the same that girl of
yesterday was so gorgeous, this is sure! Perhaps tonight
you’ll see her and you’ll get a little more Sleepy man, Guitar man I know why you’re so
tired You’re working like a
donkey And you never rest a while At night when you’re
on stage And the whiskey is flowing
warm Forget your guitar solos But never do it wrong. The friend
of the stage have called you to warn you not to miss. Don’t need to be
reminded ‘bout your duty and your delay: You’re trying the
part of everyone, who knows the future now? The show is big and funny, The
play is working right. The Pogues
of Séan Mac Gowan are
singing in your head, you can’t
recall the tunes and the words are all the same. HER PILLOW and your sound are
melting like a flame but you’re sicked tired of moving, you want to go to bed… |
La prima canzone scritta da
Nicola per gli HER PILLOW. Quasi una storia vera, se non fosse per il fatto che il "True
Love" in questione non solo non è mai tornata indietro, ma che si è anche
sposata ultimamente…
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TRUE
LOVE BLUE (Mancuso) If you went on the shore of
the sea at night, you could hear him singing
out that name ‘cause she’s
gone away with the wind one night far away from him
and far away from his love… He will keep on living in
the past as if it were now the day
she parted because he is a prisoner of
his heart; it’ sad the story
about the lost of his True Love Blue. Gone in the wind on a
winter rainy day, She grabbed his heart like
fire near the straw, Gone in the wind on a sad
and dreary way, She grabbed his heart and
he lost his True Love Blue. His true love has the
blackest hair and the deepest
eyes you had never ever seen. Her lips so fleshy, the
smile so warm like a flame desire still
burns him inside ‘cause the most
charming thing through all his life ‘t was in the morning
when she was waking for in that moment the
dream came true as he was close to the body
of his True Love Blue. Perhaps one day
she’ll be coming back ‘cause she had never
had intention to fall apart, and untill
that day he’ll be waiting in the hope that the days will
run and the tide will turn. But now you can find this
lonely man on the shore of the sea
singing prayers to hell ‘cause she’s
gone away with the wind one night far away from him and far
away from his True
Love Blue. |
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(Mancuso –
Magnasciutti F.) spin
round, spin round, I can’t turn away can’t turn around, can’t turn around, so I stay away. I’m carried by the wind, I’ve turned away my eyes from you I’ve poured all my tears and sinked
down that cursed night. I
walked along the shore and swear I’ll never be one again… I
picked up all my things, I’m ready to stay away. I’m burning in the sun, "you
spin round" your mother say I
can’t touch the ground, think
thick, I’m petrified wonder
where I’m gone so
close my eyes and let it go spin
round never ends, I
can’t turn around so I stay away. |