Muzyka, do której pstrykam palcami:)/ When I snap my fingers


 Jest taka muzyka, która niezmiennie kojarzy mi się ze słońcem, uśmiechniętymi twarzami , dobrymi filmami, coltem 44, Quentinem Tarantino i Kojakiem :)

To muzyka, w rytm której bujam się w fotelu, macham stopami i pstrykam palcami – po prostu chce się żyć!
To zapewne kwestia rytmu:), prostych i chwytliwych brzmień, choć nie brakuje improwizacji, doskonałej aranżacji i dźwięku mojej ulubionej trąbki. No i te głosy!!
Bo teksty – cóż z nimi różnie, zwykle o miłości, kobietach, marzeniach, tęsknotach i bossach…Ale! Jest też miejsce na patos i ważkie słowa.

I zawsze kiedy tego słucham zastanawiam się dlaczego to tak dobrze brzmi? 

Na fotografii Bill Withers

Na początek coś optymistycznego troszkę poza gatunkiem:)))

When I wake up in the morning, love
And the sunlight hurts my eyes
And something without warning, love
Bears heavy on my mind

Then I look at you
And the world’s alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it’s gonna be
A lovely day
… lovely day, lovely day, lovely day …

 

Fot. Norman Seeff – Isaac Hayes

 

 Na zdjęciu Donny Hathaway

 Fot. Norman Seeff – Bobby Womack

  Fot. Norman Seeff – Bobby Womack

  Fot. Norman Seeff – Curtis Mayfield

How did I get so far gone
Where do I belong
And where in the world did I ever go wrong
If I took the time to replace
What my mind erased
I still feel as if I’m here but I’m gone
Porched up in a rocking-chair
With my feet all bare
Rolling my blunt in a cigar wrap
Live an adolescent mind
never do take the time
Waiting for my high, quiet as it’s kept
How did I get so far gone
Where do I belong
And where in the world did I ever go wrong
If I took the time to replace
What my mind erased
I still feel as if I’m here but I’m gone
Mama told me I was best
Argue and punch in my chest
Son now be strong, let me take you home
I’d see in her eyes so sincere
Screaming, what got me here
Standing in the world and with my mind all blown
How did I get so far gone
Where do I belong
And where in the world did I ever go wrong
If I took the time to replace
What my mind erased
I still feel as if I’m here but I’m gone
How did I get so far gone
Where do I belong
And where in the world did I ever go wrong
If I took the time to replace
What my mind erased
I still feel as if I’m here but I’m gone
I do nothing but waste all my time
Leaving the world behind
Smoking my crack just to keep me high
Around the boys I play my part rough
Keep myself tough enough
Never to cry
Don’t really want to die
How did I get so far gone
Where do I belong
And where in the world did I ever go wrong
If I took the time to replace
What my mind erased
I still feel as if I’m here but I’m gone
How did I get so far gone
Where do I belong
And where in the world did I ever go wrong
If I took the time to replace
What my mind erased
I still feel as if I’m here but I’m gone

 Na fotografii Marvin-Gaye

Na fotografii Nina Simone

Na fotografii James Brown

Na zdjęciu Stevie Wonder

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