La musica di Jules

Dalla / De Gregori - Gran Turismo

There’s no need to argue anymore
I gave all I could, but it left me so sore
And the thing that makes me mad
Is the one thing that I had

I knew, I knew
I’d lose you
You’ll always be special to me
Special to me, to me

And I remember all the things we once shared
Watching T.V. movies on the living room armchair
But they say it will work out fine
Was it all a waste of time?

‘Cause I knew, I knew
I’d lose you
You’ll always be special to me
Special to me, to me

Will I forget in time?
You said I was on your mind
There’s no need to argue
No need to argue anymore
There’s no need to argue anymore

Special

The Cranberries - No need to argue

Dear God,
Hope you got the letter and
I pray you can make it better down here.
I don’t mean a big reduction in the price of beer
But all the people that you made in your image,
See them starving on their feet
‘Cause they don’t get enough to eat
From God
I can’t believe in you.
Dear God,
Sorry to disturb you, but
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in the amount of tears
And all the people that you made in your image,
See them fighting in the street
‘Cause they can’t make opinions meet
About God,
I can’t believe in you.
Did you make disease, and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind after we made you?
And the devil too?!
Dear God,
Don’t know if you noticed, but…
Your name is on a lot of quotes in this book,
Us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a look,
And all the people that you made in your image,
Still believing that junk is true
Well I know it ain’t, and so do you
Dear God,
I can’t believe in…
I don’t believe in…
I won’t believe in heaven and hell.
No saints, no sinners, no devil as well.
No pearly gates, no thorny crown.
You’re always letting us humans down.
The wars you bring, the babes you drown.
Those lost at sea and never found,
And it’s the same the whole world ‘round.
The hurt I see helps to compound
That Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Is just somebody’s unholy hoax
And if you’re up there you’d perceive
That my heart’s here upon my sleeve.
If there’s one thing I don’t believe in…..
It’s you…..
Dear God.

XTC - Dear God

Eric Clapton - Double trouble

Jesus Christ Superstar - Pilate’s dream

I know the pieces fit cause I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.

I know the pieces fit cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn’t mean I don’t desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication

The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance

There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I’ve done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion

Between supposed lovers
Between supposed lovers

And I know the pieces fit (x8)

Tool - Schism

Al Green - Summertime

New York New York Soundtrack - Bobby’s dream

(qualità pessima perché l’ho passata io stessa da vinile, un vinile usato fino allo sfinimento)

There’s a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain
Though we won’t ever meet I remember your name

Can’t believe you were once just like anyone else
then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to God I think of a nice thing to say
But I don’t think I can so fuck you anyway

You`re a scum, you`re a scum and I hope that you know
That the cracks in your smile are beginning to show
Now the world needs to see that it’s time you should go
There’s no light in your eyes and your brain is too slow

Can’t believe you were once just like anyone else
then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to God I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don’t think I can so fuck you anyway

Bet you sleep like a child with your thumb in your mouth
I could creep up beside put a gun in your mouth
makes me sick when I hear all the shit that you say
so much crap coming out it must take you all day

There’s a space kept in hell with your name on the seat
With a spike in the chair just to make it complete
When you look at yourself do you see what I see
If you do why the fuck are you looking at me

There’s a time for us all and I think yours has been
Can you please hurry up cos I find you obscene
We can’t wait for the day that you’re never around
When that face isn’t here and you rot underground

Can’t believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don’t think I can so fuck you anyway

So fuck you anyway

Archive - Fuck U

I keep going round and round on the same old circuit
A wire travels underground to a vacant lot
Where something I can’t see interrupts the current
And shrinks the picture down to a tiny dot
And from behind the screen it can look so perfect
But it’s not

So here I’m sitting in my car at the same old stop light
I keep waiting for a change but I don’t know what
So red turns into green turning into yellow
But I’m just frozen here on the same old spot
And all I have to do is to press the pedal
But I’m not

People are tricky you can’t afford to show
Anything risky anything they don’t know
The moment you try - well kiss it goodbye

So baby kiss me like a drug, like a respirator
And let me fall into the dream of the astronaut
Where I get lost in space that goes on forever
And you make all the rest just an afterthought
And I believe it’s you who could make it better
Though it’s not
No it’s not…
No it’s not…

Aimee Mann - It’s not

Mai più mi chinai e nemmeno su un fiore,
più non arrossii nel rubare l’amore
dal momento che Inverno mi convinse che Dio
non sarebbe arrossito rubandomi il mio.

Mi arrestarono un giorno per le donne ed il vino,
non avevano leggi per punire un blasfemo,
non mi uccise la morte, ma due guardie bigotte,
mi cercarono l’anima a forza di botte.

Perché dissi che Dio imbrogliò il primo uomo,
lo costrinse a viaggiare una vita da scemo,
nel giardino incantato lo costrinse a sognare,
a ignorare che al mondo c’e’ il bene e c’è il male.

Quando vide che l’uomo allungava le dita
a rubargli il mistero di una mela proibita
per paura che ormai non avesse padroni
lo fermò con la morte, inventò le stagioni.

… mi cercarono l’anima a forza di botte…

E se furon due guardie a fermarmi la vita,
è proprio qui sulla terra la mela proibita,
e non Dio, ma qualcuno che per noi l’ha inventato,
ci costringe a sognare in un giardino incantato,
ci costringe a sognare in un giardino incantato
ci costringe a sognare in un giardino incantato.

Fabrizio De André - Un blasfemo

Massive Attack - Dissolved girl

Nitin Sawhney - Herecia latino

Who put the mess in your head?
Filtering the sense of all your could have said
I stole the words from your mouth
So twisted in contagion, and reaching out

If this is the lullaby, then
Why am I not sleeping easy?
If you leave me alone, I will come home
Dragging my tails behind me

Sweetheart, don’t hang me out to dry
When nothing is left
There is always us
When nothing is left
There is always us

If I could sing you to sleep
Lay you down and pray that your soul to keep
I would be all that you need
Wider eyes oblivious to everything

If this is the lullaby, then
Why am I not sleeping easy?
If you leave me alone, I will come home
Dragging my tails behind me

Sweetheart, don’t hang me out to dry
When nothing is left
There is always us
When nothing is left
There is always us
When nothing is left
There is always us
When nothing is left
There is always us

IAMX - Lulled by numbers

Egberto Gismonti - Tributo a Wes Montgomery