Three songs, three.
The one that matters is the first. Listening to it, in fact, I fell in love with Sarah Records.
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“Smiling guitars, moody lyrics,” so said someone online. Great, something moody is always needed, at least for us who are the moon's favorites. Same thing with the smile, especially if it crosses a sweet guitar weave.
“The Smiths in an after-work version?” asks monsieur Conteverde, to which I reply yes and yes again. After all, the charm of the Sarah Records groups is the uncertain and blurred trait typical of minor delights.
Sarah is loved like spring is loved, the simple, simple things that are just a little strange are what make you walk five centimeters above the ground. And anyway, I didn’t even remember painting the house or buying a white shirt...
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So I'll tell you: when I'm happy, I'm dangerous, I risk running a red light, going straight through intersections.
Even in normal times, I better stay careful. As absent-minded and distracted as I am, my head always risks bumping somewhere. So I focus, or at least I try, watch the wall Lulù, watch the step.
Then, if thoughts/non-thoughts get involved, heavens open! Imagine a little bird, or a cat, imagine the shadow of who knows what. All those “light and wandering” things that, even if you're here, the here is pretty wobbly. And then, not to fly away, you have to anchor yourself down.
What's more, I don't listen, especially if someone talks to me. Maximum two sentences and I’m elsewhere. However, you see, I should, at least in certain cases. So I developed the ability to understand by listening to less than ten percent of what's being said to me. Then okay, if it's children, girls, and kind lunatics speaking, that's another story.
And another story still is “the sweet noise of life,” when you're almost asleep and everything flows like a song. It's nice because it's reality, but it's also a dream. Even here though, unfortunately or fortunately, you have to weigh yourself down, you wouldn't want to always stay in the bubble!
Even though, in my own bubble, I would stay. I would stay in this song, just to say. You know when energy flows? And we are energy, right? Just energy. Substance is just a little stone that slips into your shoes.
You hear the track and think of a radio station broadcasting only for you and it's like casting off among the sparks of guitar light. I wouldn't like to say it, but it's a freaking apotheosis...
“Lulù?”
“Yes?”
“There’s a traffic light coming up soon.”
“And so?”
“And so if it’s red, stop”...
Trallallà...
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