Tom Waits é sem dúvida um dos meus artistas preferidos no que se trata de sonoridade jazz e blues experimentais.
Este é um artista no verdadeiro significado da palavra. Tem já muitos álbuns editados e nenhum é igual a outro, sempre a variar deve ser a frase preferida de TW...gosto imenso mas compreendo qu muitos não gostem.
Na essência TW é um contador de histórias e é por isso mesmo que é conhecido na cena mundial de música...é muito bom...e sempre com piada...se não acreditam leiam as letras que vou por nos comentários, pela mesma ordem em que vou postar aqui os vídeos.
God's away on business!
a seguinte tem imensa piada...e nota-se muito escárnio nas palavras de waits..
Chocolate jesus-live
Romeo is bleeding
e por ultimo, uma música do ponto de vista de um músico bebado....extremamente engraçado, pena não ter um clip melhor, no youtube só havia este com imagens, vá-se lá saber porquê, de Vila do conde.
The piano has been drinking
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GOD's AWAY ON BUSINESS
I'd sell your heart to the junkman baby
For a buck, for a buck
If you're looking for someone to pull you out of that ditch
You're out of luck, you're out of luck
Ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
There's a leak, there's a leak in the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves and lawyers
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
Digging up the dead with a shovel and a pick
It's a job, it's a job
Bloody moon rising with a plague and a flood
Join the mob, join the mob
It's all over, it's all over
It's all over
There's a leak, there's a leak in the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves and lawyers
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away on business, business
Godddamn there's always such a big temptation
To be good, to be good
There's always free cheddar in a mousetrap, baby
It's a deal, it's a deal
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
I narrow my eyes like a coin slot baby
Let her ring, let her ring
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
God's away, God's away
God's away on business, business
CHOCOLATE JESUS
Dont go to church on sunday
Dont get on my knees to pray
Dont memorize the books of the bible
I got my own special way
Bit I know jesus loves me
Maybe just a little bit more
I fall on my knees every sunday
At zerelda lees candy store
Well its got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied
Well I dont want no anna zabba
Dont want no almond joy
There aint nothing better
Suitable for this boy
Well its the only thing
That can pick me up
Better than a cup of gold
See only a chocolate jesus
Can satisfy my soul
(solo)
When the weather gets rough
And its whiskey in the shade
Its best to wrap your savior
Up in cellophane
He flows like the big muddy
But thats ok
Pour him over ice cream
For a nice parfait
Well its got to be a chocolate jesus
Good enough for me
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Good enough for me
Well its got to be a chocolate jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate jesus
Keep me satisfied
ROMEO IS BLEEDING
romeo is bleeding but not so as you'd notice
he's over on 18th street as usual
looking so hard against the hood of his car
ans putting out a cigarette in his hand
and for all the pachucos at the pumps
at romeros paint and body
they all seein how far they can spit
well it was just another night
but now they're huddled in the brake lights of a 58 belair
and listenin how romeo killed a sheriff with his knife
and they all jump when they hear the sirens
but romeo just laughs and says
all the racket in the world ain't never gonna
save that coppers ass
he ain't never gonna see another summertime
for gunnin down my brother
and leavin him like a dog
beneath a car without his knife
and romeo says hey man gimme a cigatette
and they hurry for their pack
and frankie lights it for him and pats him on the back
and throws a bottle at a milk truck
and as it breaks he grabs his nuts
and they all know they'd get bitches like romeo
if they only had the guts
but romeo is bleeding but nobody can tell
amd he sings along with the radio
with a bullet in his chest
and he combs back his fenders
and they all agree its clear
that everything is cool now that romeos here
but romeo is bleeding
and he winces now and then and he leans against
the car door and feels the blood in his shoes
and someones crying in the phone booth
at the 5 points by the store
romeo starts his engine
and wipes the blood of the door
and he brodys through the signal
with the radio full blast
leavin the boys there hikin up their chinos
and they all try to stand like romeo
beneath the moon cut like a sickle
and they're talkin now in spanish about their hero
but romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket
and he climbs to the balcony at the movies
and he'll die without a whimper
like every heros dream
just an angel with a bullet
and cagney on the screen
THE PIANO HAS BEEN DRINKING
The piano has been drinking
my necktie is asleep
and the combo went back to New York
the jukebox has to take a leak
and the carpet needs a haircut
and the spotlight looks like a prison break
cause the telephone's out of cigarettes
and the balcony's on the make
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking...
and the menus are all freezing
and the lightman's blind in one eye
and he can't see out of the other
and the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid
and he showed up with his mother
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
cause the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler
cream puff casper milk toast
and the owner is a mental midget
with the I.Q. of a fencepost
cause the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking...
and you can't find your waitress
with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends
and you just can't get served
without her
and the box-office is drooling
and the bar stools are on fire
and the newspapers were fooling
and the ash-trays have retired
the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking
not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
Acho que já tinhas falado por aqui de Tom Waits. Tem uma voz fantasticamente rouca!!
Gostei especialmente do Chocolate Jesus. Até parece que já estou a ver meninos jesus de chocolate, lado a lado, com o pai natal, nas prateleiras do Feira Nova! lol :p
Ah, já para não falar das letras! Brilhantes, cheias de realidade e de ironia. Não conhecia mas gostei muito, sério.*
A tua memória não falha....falei de Tom waits há uns meses atrás aquando do lançamento do seu ultimo albúm.
Quanto à música Chocolate Jesus, o que gosto mais é a critica à igreja, se bem que Waits seja religioso, manda umas boas bocas à instituição da igreja.
Ainda bem que gostaste.
bjo
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