Bob Dylan: Deus

Que Bob Dylan é Deus, todo mundo sabe... Suas excelentes letras compensam sua voz meio "desajeitada" mas marcante. Assim, Dylan é frequentemente gravado por vários cantores e aqui vou destacar 3 canções gravadas por cantoras que trouxeram uma emoção tão grande em suas interpretações que dá vontade cortar os pulsos. A primeira "Blowin'in the wind" é um dos maiores sucessos do cara regravado pela ex-groupie (que no passado "deu" pra todo mundo hehehehhehehehehe) e hoje coroona Marianne Faithful. "Man with the long black coat" foi gravado por Joan Osborne no seu excelente album de estréia "Relish". "Moonshiner" é um dos principais destaques de "Moon Pix", obra-prima da musa indie Cat Power. Vamos pegar uma garrafa de vinho, alguns cigarros, colocar as 3 músicas em sequência e ver no que é quer dar...Perigaaaaaaaaa? Aaaaaaaah! A primeira foto aeeee de cima é do cartaz do documentário que o Martin Scorcese fez sobre sua vida e obra. Luuuuxooooooo!!!!


"Blowin'in the wind"


How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.


"Man in the long black coat"

Crickets are chirpin’ the water is high
There’s a soft cotton dress on the line hangin’ dry
Window’s wide open african trees
Bent over backwards in a hurricane
Not a word, a goodbye, not even a
She's gone with the man in the long black coat

Somebody seem him hangin’ around
At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town
He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask
If he wanted to dance he had a face like a mask
Somebody said from the Bible he'd quote.
There was dust on the man in the long black coat.

Preacher was talkin', there's a sermon he gave.
He said, Ev'ry man's conscience is vile and depraved.
You cannot depend on it to be your guide,
when it's you who must keep it satisfied.
It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat.
She gave her heart to the man in the long black coat.

One, two, there are no mistakes in life.
Some people say it's true sometimes you can see it that way.
The people don't live or die.
People just float.
She gave her heart to the man in the long black coat.

There's smoke on the water, it's been there since June.
Tree trunks uprooted in the high crescent moon.
Hear the pulse and vibration and rumbling force.
Somebody's out there beating on a dead horse.
She never said nothing, there was nothing she wrote.
She's gone with the man in the long black coat.
She's gone with the man in the long black coat.
gone, she's gone, gone with the man in the long black coat.


"Moonshiner"


I've been a moonshiner
For seventeen long years
I spent all my money on whisky and beer
I go to some hollow
And set up my holy holy still
If drinking do not kill me
Then I don't know what will

I go to some bar room
And drink with my friends
If women and men would come to follow
To see what I might spend
God bless them handsome men
I wish they was mine

They're breath is as sweet as
The dew on the holy holy vine

You're already in hell, you're already in hell
I wish we could go to hell

When the bottle gets empty
Then life ain't worth the drown