venerdì 16 dicembre 2011

all is full of Blue

This Flight Tonight – Joni Mitchell, Blue, 1971

Look out the left, the captain said
The lights down there that's where we'll land
I saw a falling star burn up
Above the Las Vegas sands
It wasn't the one that you gave to me
That night down south between the trailers
Not the early one
That you can wish upon
Not the northern one
That guides in the sailors

Oh starbright starbright
You've got the lovin' that I like all right
Turn this crazy bird around
I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight

You got the touch so gentle and sweet
But you've got that look so critical
Now I can't talk to you baby
I get so weak
Sometimes I think love is just mythical
Up there's a heaven
Down there's a town
Blackness everywhere and little lights shine
Oh blackness blackness dragging me down
Come on light the candle in this poor heart of mine

Oh starbright starbright
You've got the lovin' that I like all right
Turn this crazy bird around
I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight


Sometimes I feel like I’m anesthetizing feelings.

Running into past it’s my skill and my life, wallowing in my grief to writing on it, sinking eyes and hands and then drawing them back: they’re bare flesh.

I suffer childish manias, and paranoias as a teenager awkward at her first date, shy and mute.

- The whole world is stifled: there are no ‘deep thoughts’, don’t you think? -

And I am waiting for an answer which can stay, between my chasm and levity meanwhile flying.

Being everywhere is being nowhere but

being elsewhere, is being home.

Oh starbright starbright
You've got the lovin' that I like all right
Turn this crazy bird around
I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight

I'm drinking sweet champagne
Got the headphones up high
Can't numb you out
Can't drum you out of my mind
They're playing Goodbye baby, Baby Goodbye
Ooh ooh love is blind
Up go the flaps down go the wheels
I hope you got your heat turned on baby
I hope they finally fixed your automobile
I hope it's better when we meet again baby

Starbright starbright
You got the lovin' that I like all right
Turn this crazy bird around
I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight

© 1970; Joni Mitchell


Joni Mitchell è la più grande cantautrice americana vivente, assieme alla poetessa/rocker Patti Smith. Il suo album più famoso, Blue del 1971, possiede ancora, dopo quarant’anni, la temperatura emotiva di un’epoca, e di tutte le epoche. È entrato nel mio sangue meno di dieci anni fa, e attraverso l'ascolto mi sono ritrovata a riflettere su di me con più profondità, perché è un'opera che incide. Ho tentato con audacia in questi mesi un’operazione d’accostamento a testi [e musica], aggiungendo alle sue parole, parole mie, rielaborando i suoi lyrics. Mia è la terza strofa. È una sfida che passa attraverso il corpo, una sfida in cui la mia carne – e dunque la mia voce, che è incarnata – prova a restituire i colori di un’opera grande, un’opera generazionale, un diario confessionale, in cui arte e vita si confondono. Blue è stato questo e molto altro per me, e per questo è così autentico, viscerale, imprescindibile. Sono sulla strada della poesia (che la Mitchell ha praticato, in forma di canzone), ma un po’ lontana ancora – perché sto imparando, a scrivere e a vivere.


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