mercoledì 28 marzo 2007

La nostra velocità


Our eartly pleasures.

Che figata. Mi piace un sacco. Mette addosso una carica, un'energia...quella che ben pochi dischi ti danno. Quella voglia di ballare, di scatenarti. Di camminare veloce, fare le cose velocemente. Sbrigarti e spaccare tutto. Di cantare e ballare mentre passi lo straccio, appiccicandoti all'asta del mocio fingendo di afre la rock star. E questo, devo dire, mi è sempre riuscito bene..eheh.


I'm not a man, I'm a machine
Chisel me down until I am clean

I buy books I never read
Then I tell you some more about me!

Beneath the concrete there's a sound
A muffled cry below the ground
There is a poison in the air
A mix of chemicals and fear

My words are just hunches I'm not sure what they mean
You're asking for commitment when I’m somewhere in between

Never never try to gauge temperature when you travel at such speed
Its our velocity.
Is it cold where you are this time of year?
You didn't leave a scar.

A stream of numbers hit a screen
And you're expected to know what they mean

Throughout the conflict, I was serene
I can't outrun the sadness I've seen

Are you willing to resist, for people you've never met?
The devil's wheel revolves, but it needs to be reset.

Never never try to gauge temperature when you travel at such speed
Its our velocity.
Is it cold where you are this time of year?
You didn't leave a scar.

I've got no-one to call in the middle of the night anymore
I'm just alone with these thoughts

Love is a lie. Which means I've been lied to
Love is a lie, which means I've been lying too.

I watched a film to change my feelings
I am strong enough to bear a burden
If everyone became this sensitive
Then I wouldn't be so sensitive


Questo tipo di velocità.

Bello bello bello.


Aggiorniamo le liste dei preferiti, diciamo a marzo2007:

* MAXIMO PARK *
* MICHEL GONDRY *
* JONATHAN COE *

Infatti, sto divorando "La casa del sonno" e direi che "Our eartly pleasures" è la colonna sonora che mi ci sto immaginando. Forse perchè entrambi sono talmente british...odiosamente british, direi.
Ma Ashdown mi sembra tanto via Bartolo....



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