The big hand

the big hand makes all of your favourite things
like all your dreams go small
and all your friends run away
until your memories fail
and the words don't fit
but the way the big hand smiles
you just won't care about it

the big hand makes all of your favourite things
like all your days run out
and all your hopes disappear
and your smiles just stop
and your eyes go dead
and the shadows start to crawl
in the back of your head

but when the big hand speaks
it's like fireworks and heaven
so you listen
don't think
and wish for nothing at all
and when the big hand sings
it's like fireworks and friends
leaving alone i'm not
leaving alone
leaving alone i'll never
leave alone again

so when the big hand holds up all your favourite things
and with a touch like glass
starts to squeeze
you don't ask
"why me?"
you just slip to the floor
just slip to your knees

but when the big hand speaks
it's like fireworks and heaven
so you listen
don't think
and wish for nothing at all
and when the big hand sings
it's like fireworks and friends
leaving alone i'm not
leaving alone
never leaving alone
leaving alone i'm not
leaving alone
leaving alone
i'm not leaving alone again

The Cure

Gone! and Numb

Se valuti le cose da un punto di vista, il tutto si confonde.
Un esempio musicale. 15 anni fa The Cure hanno pubblicato un disco bellissimo, Wild Mood Swings. Ne ho cercato recensioni in giro. E tutte parlano di delusione e tradimento di un presunto vecchio stile. Si parla anche di deriva latin. Eppure, di latin nel disco c'è traccia solo in un pezzo. Poi c'è funk, pop, rock, jazz e una grande energia creativa. Peccato che, col senno di poi, lo stesso Robert Smith abbia in parte disconosciuto l'album. Punti di vista.
Dimenticati della storia dei Cure, e ascolta questo pezzo straordinario, Gone!, dove un esperto di depressione come Smith ti avverte: non autocommiserarti, datti una mossa. Nel disco originale, Gone! è seguito da Numb, una ballad straziante. E l'accostamento dei due brani è impressionante. Fortissimo.
Grande musica oltre i pregiudizi. E Smith è il solito enorme interprete.
Di Gone! riporto una versione live interessante e l'originale del disco (con un solo di tromba molto più mordente).


GONE!





Oh you know how it is

wake up feeling blue
and everything that could be wrong is
including you
black clouds and rain and pain in your head
and all you want to do is stay in bed
but if you do that you'll be missing the world
because it doesn't stop turning whatever you heard
if you do that you'll be missing the world
you have to get up get out and get gone!
yeah you know how it is
wake up feeling green
sick as a dog and six times as mean
you don't want to sing you don't want to play
you don't want to swing you don't want to sway
all you want to do is nothing
on a day like today

but if you do that you'll be missing the world
because it doesn't stop turning whatever you heard
if you do that you'll be missing the world
you have to get up get out and get gone!
yeah get up get out and have some fun
you have to get up get out and get gone!
yeah get up get out and get it on
get up get out and get gone!
you have to get up get out and get living
yeah this is really it...

so you know how it is
wake up feeling grey
nothing much to think and nothing much to say
don't want to talk don't want to try
don't want to think don't want to know
who what where when or why...

oh but you do that and you're missing the world
yeah it's happening right now whatever you heard
you do that and you're missing the world
you have to get up get out and get gone!
yeah get up get out and have some fun
you have to get up get out and get gone!
yeah get up get out and get it on
get up get out and get gone!
you have to get up get out and get living
yeah this is really it


NUMB



Yeah this is how it ends

After all these years
Tired of it all
Hopelessly helplessly broken apart
He finally falls
He doesn't want to think
Doesn't want to feel
Doesn't want to know what's going on
Says there's nothing he can do will change anything
He doesn't want to know what's going wrong
Because he's in love with a drug
One that makes him numb
One that stops him feeling at all
He's in love with a drug
Forget everyone
He really doesn't care anymore
Anymore...
Yeah this is how it ends
After all this time
Everything just fades away
Worn-out and empty and all alone
With nothing left to say
Oh it's all too big to make a difference
It's all too wrong to make it right
Yeah everything is too unfair
Everything too much to bear
He doesn't have the strength left for the fight
Says all he wants is the drug
The one that makes him numb
The one that stops him feeling at all
He just wants to take the drug
Forget everyone
He doesn't want to care anymore
Just keeps loving the drug
The one that makes him numb
The one that stops him feeling at all
Just keeps loving the drug
The drug that he's become
He isn't really here anymore...


And that makes me cry