25-05-09

Elke mens is een tijdscapsule

Je leeft een aantal jaar en bent gevormd niet alleen door wat je zelf meemaakt en de herinneringen eraan maar ook door de verhalen, herinneringen en verlangens van je ouders vrienden en ieder die je tegenkomt.

Dat conglomeraat, die mengelmoes ben jij, ben ik.

 

Dory Previn heeft dat schitterend uitgedrukt in haar song Taps Tremors and Time Steps waarin ze die gevoelens neerlegt wat haar eigen leven betreft.

Ze vertrekt vanuit een telefoontje van haar zus die meldt dat haar vader gestorven is. Herinneringen aan haar vader. Haar kinderdromen die door de realiteit worden verbroken.

Ze herinnert zich o.a. de verhalen van haar vader over het luxeleven in luchtschepen de Zeppelin,

en hoe die droom plots doorbroken werd, denkt aan haar hang haar ouders te willen bevallen en het daarin mislukken en haar gebrek aan eigenliefde. Dat wordt zoveel poëtischer en knap beschreven in volgende zeer lange song van meer dan 12 minuten...

Alleen al de lengte maakte dat dit liedje haast niet gespeeld werd. Jammer, doodjammer.

Gelukkig is er You Tube al maakt You Tube's uploadlimiet van 10 minuten dat dit lied in twee deeltjes wordt gehakt:

 

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UV8YAAP1t6s

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvmJxlMFQ2U

Lyrics:

the telephone rang
my sister calling
i got to run i said
nonononono
i just want
to tell you
to tell you
dad is dead
dad is dead?
well when did it happen?
six a.m.
said she
new york time
or california?
new york time
i see

the telephone rang
the week of the earthquake
death was still in the air
at six o one
the walls came down
they never had a prayer
dad is dead?
well how is mother?
good as she
can be
say i said
when dad was goin'
did he happen
to ask
for me?

'member the way
i used to time step
lord it made him proud
he told his friends
(he never told me)
that i stood above the crowd
'member the way
he played the jew's harp
till he broke a tooth
why'd he have
to turn against me
he loved me
once
in his youth

but jesus
i couldn't live his life
make his fantasies real
i couldn't be him
i had to be me
i couldn't make up
for the deal
the dirty deal
he got in this world
he got in
a treacherous world
where six a.m.
suddenly breaks
with senseless death
and shocking quakes
senseless death
and shocking quakes....

it's the safest way
i promise you
it's the only way to fly
my daddy said as he pointed up
at the great grey thing
in the sky
the great grey thing
in the sky
pal he said
(he called me pal)
we'll ride in that big balloon
some day we'll fly to londontown
we'll soar like
the silv'ry moon
we'll go to spain
and portugal
we'll fly to paris france
didya' know that ship
has a ballroom hall
where it's big enough
to dine and dance
with colored lights
and saxophones
oh yes dad
tell me yesyesyes
and didya' know
every night for dinner pal
the people have to wear
full dress?

wah wah wah
wah wah wah
wah wah wah
wah wah

i loved to hear him
talking talking
the safest way to fly
my daddy promised
and i trusted him
despite his
terrible eye
despite his
terrible eye
for i had not yet
felt his wrath
when i gazed at the grey balloon
and i dreamed of
going off with him
by the light of
the silv'ry moon

we ran inside the house
to hear on the
big brown radio
the actual real live
landing broadcast
the big ship was coming in slow
ladies and gentlemen
here she comes
the announcer gaily exclaims
she's gliding in like
a great grey bird
oh god
it's burst into flames
my god
it's burst into flames....

i'm always loving someone
more than he loves me
lord
i wish
just this once
that's not how it would be

i always try too hard
when i find someone new
god
i wish
just this once
you'd need me more
that i need you

i danced
to please my father
just to win once glance
some sign of his approval
i danced and danced
and danced and danced
i smiled
to make my mother
proud i was her child
to gain some small attention
i smiled and smiled
and smiled and smiled
my books and bikes
i bartered to try
to buy a friend
now i'm grown
this heart i own
is the currency
i spend and spend
and spend
and
in the end
i'll give you
everything i own
sure
you'd never want me
for myself alone
how i hate the way i am
always trying to impress
lord
if i could love me more
i could love you less

and if i could
love you less
i would not
confuse you
dancing
dancing
smiling
smiling
till
of course
i lose you....

...my god
it's burst into flames
i can hear the
screaming screaming
everyone's doomed to
die
sweet jesus folks
it's a terrible sight
the announcer
starts to cry and i look
at my father's
eye
and
it suddenly seemed
too fearful
rimmed-red
as the edge of hell
and it fixed itself
upon me
and it burned
into every cell
it burned
into every cell

oh dad
the broken promises
hurt
more than broken bones
the people's screams
in the ballroom hall
drowned out
the saxophones

wah wah wah
wah wah wah
wah wah wah
wah wah

a great grey frog
now crouches
on the throne
of a former prince
and it's endless
croaking croaking
has no power to convince
oh dad
you did me in that day
with the turn
of your terrible
eye
and
i cannot fly
and i will not fly
and i'm afraid to fly
ever since

wah wah
wah wah
wah wah
wah wah....

...the telephone rang
my sister calling
i'll go on
fighting
his ghost
don't you know dad
the kid that hates
is
the kid that loves
the most
dad is dead?
when did it happen?
six a.m.
said she
new york time
or california?
did he
ask
for me?

what did you say?
never mind
he died in his sleep

god is kind.


Over de Last Flight of the Hindenburg zie volgend filmpje. Luister zeker naar het live verslag vanaf de derde minuut:


 

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