ainda e sempre as misteriosas pérolas desta banda

que não se importa de as remeter para os lados b dos singles 

 

é verdade: com os cure

estou (sempre) em casa

 

a canção-surpresa do último disco dos cure:

 

the cure, ainda outra do novíssimo album

 

dezasseis anos depois, um novo disco.

e ninguém melhor do que eles para retratar

estes tempos de 'doom & gloom'...

 

ainda e sempre o mistério das grandes canções

dos cure relegadas para os lados b dos singles...

 

a vasculhar raridades dos cure dei com esta pérola de '87

ainda hoje não percebo como não foi incluída

no álbum "kiss me kiss me kiss me"

 

...e no fundo do baú encontrei estes gatinhos pombinhos...

 

um clássico a que gosto de retornar

continua a haver um tesouro escondido em ti. nem sempre me foi possível descobrir sob que mistério se ocultava, mas sei que permanece intacto. lembra-te do que te disse quando deitei o teu corpo frio no escuro das águas, das palavras que te sussurrei, letras diluídas que inscrevi num beijo nos teus lábios serenos: o teu rio sem foz só pode desaguar em mim.

She whispers "Please remember me when I am gone from here"


She whispers "Please remember me but not with tears,

Remember I was always true,


Remember that I always tried,


Remember I loved only you,


Remember me and smile



For it's better to forget


Than to remember me
 and cry"


d e s c u b r a
a s
s e t e
d i f e r e n ç a s :






entre as canções de amor




a) de robert





b) de nataly

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am home again

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am young again

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away

I will always love you

However long I stay

I will always love you

Whatever words I say

I will always love you

I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am free again

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away

I will always love you

However long I stay

I will always love you

Whatever words I say

I will always love you

I will always love you

que me lembre, foi esta desesperada confissão (um lamento universal pelo fim de uma relação) que me fez perceber que robert smith era muito mais que um cantor...

If you've got something left to say

You'd better say it now

Anything but "stay"

Just say it now

We know we've reached the end

We just don't know how

"well at least we'll still be friends"

Yeah one last useless vow

"there are different ways to live"

Yeah I know that stuff

"other ways to give"

Yeah all that stuff

But holding onto used to be

Is not enough

Memory's not life

And it's not love

We should let it all go

It never stays the same

So why does it hurt me like this

When you say that I've changed?

When you say that I've aged?

Say I'm afraid

And all the tears you cry

They're not tears for me

Regrets about your life

They're not regrets for me

It never turns out how you want

Why can't you see?

It all just slips away

It always slips away

Eventually

So if you've got nothing left to say

Just say goodbye

Turn your face away

And say goodbye

You know we've reached the end

You just don't know why

And you know we can't pretend

After all this time

So just let it all go

Nothing ever stays the same

So why does it hurt me like this

To say that I've changed?

To say that I've aged?

Say I'm afraid

But there are long long nights when I lay awake

And I think of what I've done

Of how I've thrown my sweetest dreams away

And what I've really become

And however hard I try

I will always feel regret

However hard I try

I will never forget

I will never forget

[ele disse uma vez que esta era talvez a sua melhor canção. ela parece estar de acordo. e quem sou eu para os desdizer?]

d e s c u b r a
a s
s e t e
d i f e r e n ç a s :

entre ele e ela, como no céu

"Show me how you do that trick 
The one that makes me scream" she said 
"The one that makes me laugh" she said 
And threw her arms around my neck 
"Show me how you do it 
And I promise you I promise that 
I'll run away with you 
I'll run away with you" 
Spinning on that dizzy edge 
I kissed her face and kissed her head 
And dreamed of all the different ways I had 
To make her glow 
"Why are you so far away?" she said 
"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you 
That I'm in love with you" 

You 
Soft and only 
You 
Lost and lonely 
You 
Strange as angels 
Dancing in the deepest oceans 
Twisting in the water 
You're just like a dream 

Daylight licked me into shape 
I must have been asleep for days 
And moving lips to breathe her name 
I opened up my eyes 
And found myself alone alone 
Alone above a raging sea 
That stole the only girl I loved 
And drowned her deep inside of me 

You 
Soft and only 
You 
Lost and lonely 
You 
Just like heaven

foram canções destas que me fizeram recordar letras assim
foi a doçura da tua pele e tudo o que poderíamos ter sido
que me encheu de esperança para desejar coisas impossíveis

Remember how it used to be 


When the sun would fill up the sky 


Remember how we used to feel 


Those days would never end 


Those days would never end 


Remember how it used to be 


When the stars would fill the sky 


Remember how we used to dream 


Those nights would never end 


Those nights would never end 



It was the sweetness of your skin 


It was the hope of all we might have been 


That fill me with the hope to wish 


Impossible things 



But now the sun shines cold 


And all the sky is grey 


The stars are dimmed by clouds and tears 


And all I wish 


Is gone away 


All I wish 


Is gone away 


há uma novela de bret easton ellis supostamente dedicada às (possíveis?) regras da atracção. 
prefiro a atmosfera desta pequena fábula de robert smith, que parte da constatação dessa estranha improbabilidade para chegar a conclusão nenhuma.

It started with a dedication

"lost in admiration - happy birthday - I'm forever yours - blossom"

Faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies

I smiled surprised at how when flickered through

The wings flew by spelled out my name...

Six months went by the summer lost

Obsessively the letters dropped into my life

The same soft blood smooth flowing hand

"please try to understand - I have to see you - have to feel you -

Tell you all the ways I need you - yours forever in love... "

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

It varies but the smallest things

You never know how anything will change

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

And alters but the smallest things

You never know how anything will fade

The year grew old incessantly she wrote to me

She'd started smoking poetry!

I laughed in recognition of a favourite phrase

She'd pulled me in...

I answered her

A christmas card in sepia

Arranging when and where

And how the two of us should meet...

Her opening so well prepared

A nervous smile

I couldn't take my eyes from her

She whispered

"can I use some of your lipstick?"

It was perfect so believable

I couldn't help but feel that it was real

And kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms...

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

It varies but the smallest things

You never know how anything will change

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

And alters but the smallest things

You never know how anything will fade

So alone into the cold new year without another word from her

I wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring

But weeks went by with no reply until once more my birthday came

And with it my surprise but this time nothing was the same...

"I'm sorry - blame infatuation - blame imagination -

I was sure you'd be the one but I was wrong -

It seems reality destroys our dreams - I won't forget you - blossom"

Faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes...

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

It varies but the smallest things

You never know how anything will change

Strange attraction spreads it's wings

And alters but the smallest things

And you never know...

dizem que o título desta canção, "cut here", mais não seria que um anagrama do próprio nome da banda, uma vez que o sr. smith teria pensado que era a última que gravavam.
sei que esta versão unplugged me diz mais que a original e este clip - entre os inúmeros que se encontram por aí - é de longe o melhor... a cura e as flores...



(a letra já leram)

adoro isto. os três primeiros segundos são uma cover de "she", a velha canção de aznavour, os duzentos seguintes são uma explosão de relâmpagos, chamas e calor. 
filmado propositadamente a preto&branco [ :) ] pretendeu-se recriar o ambiente dos antigos concertos dos velhos crooners e o sr. smith até cortou o cabelo (coisa rara e nunca mais vista).



The first time I saw lightning strike
I saw it underground
Six deep feet below the street
The sky came crashing down
For a second that place was lost in space
Then everything went black
I left that basement burning
And I never went back

The second time I saw it strike
I saw it at sea
It lit up all the fish like rain
And rained then down on me
For a second that boat was still afloat
Then everything went black
I left it underwater
And I never went back

Hey hey hey!!!
But I like it when that lightning comes
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes I like it a lot
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes I'm jumping like a jumping jack
Dancing screaming itching squealing fevered
Feeling hot hot hot!!!

The third time I saw lightning strike
It hit me in bed
It threw me around
And left me for dead
For a second that room was on the moon
Then everything went black
I left that house on fire
And I never went back

Hey hey hey!!!
But I like it when that lightning comes
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes I like it a lot
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes I'm jumping like a jumping jack
Dancing screaming itching squealing fevered
Feeling hot hot hot!!!

d e s c u b r a
a s
s e t e
d i f e r e n ç a s :









... entre estas duas canções de embalar ...

sei que deixaram de tocar esta canção ao vivo (e o grande concerto de ontem não parece ter sido excepção), mas ouvi-a uma vez, ainda com mais salero que o original de estúdio. 
é por coisas assim (sonoridades imprevistas num grupo de facto inclassificável) que eu gosto tanto dos cure.




Tell me who doesn't love
What can never come back
You can never forget how it used to feel
The illusion is deep
Its as deep as the night
I can tell by your tears you remember it all
I am paralysed by the blood of Christ
Though it clouds my eyes
I can never stop

How it feels to be dry
Walking bare in the sun
Every mirage I see is a mirage of you
As I cool in the twilight
Taste the salt on my skin
I recall all the tears
All the broken words

I am paralysed by the blood of Christ
Though it clouds my eyes
I can never stop

When the sunsets glow drifts away from you
You'll no longer know
If any of this was really true at all 

porque este menino festeja hoje cinquenta e três translações solares

lembrei-me de uma das canções mais próximas de mim

I've waited hours for this, 
I've made myself so sick. 
I wish I'd stayed asleep today, 
I never thought this day would end. 
I never thought tonight could ever be 
This close to me 

Just try to see in the dark, 
Just try to make it work, 
To feel the fear before you're here. 
I make the shapes come much too close, 
I pull my eyes out, 
Hold my breath, 
And wait until I shake 

But if I had your faith, 
Then I could make it safe and clean. 
If only I was sure, 
That my head on the door was a dream. 

I've waited hours for this, 
I've made myself so sick, 
I wish I'd stayed asleep today. 
I never thought this day would end, 
I never thought tonight could ever be 
This close to me 

But if I had your face, 
I could make it safe and clean. 
If only I was sure, 
That my head on the door, 
Was a dream.










... mas a história do roupeiro caído da falésia e naufragado em 1985 não podia ficar por aqui: talvez porque no seu interior estava a cura, os ocupantes descobriram cinco anos depois uma nova carreira subaquática, adornada com a presença de um arranjo para metais:
http://youtu.be/gw8Hwz3Xumc