O rock de Courtney Barnett

Enviado por Jair Fonseca

Courtney Barnett é uma jovem roqueira australiana que lançou seu primeiro álbum no ano passado: “Às vezes eu me sento e penso, às vezes eu só me sento”. Dá pra notar que a moça é bem irônica já pelo título do disco. Segue também um vídeo em que Courtney faz papel de palhaço de 2013, e que perde lugar para o palhaço de 2014, continuando seu humor cáustico e desencantado. Segue também ao vivo, pra se constatar que é de verdade.

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Jair Fonseca

- 2015-03-18 14:02:32

Tem aquela coisa musical

Tem aquela coisa musical obsessiva e circular do Faust. Com aquele esparramamento verbal de Dylan. PS: há também alguma influência do Nirvana, só que com humor.

morallis

- 2015-03-17 23:55:14

Essa primeira lembra alguma

Essa primeira lembra alguma coisa do "krautrock que nãome vem a cabeça.

Gostei!

Jair Fonseca

- 2015-03-17 22:54:00

"Pedestrian At Best", a letra da primeira canção.

A ironia e a jogo inteligente das palavras revelam uma ouvinte e leitora atenta de Dylan e de poesia.

I love you I hate you I'm on the fence it all depends whether I'm up I'm down I'm on the mend trendsetting on reality I like you despise you admire you what are we gonna do when everything all falls through I must confess I've made a mess of what should be a small success but I digress at least I've tried my very best I guess this that the other why even bother it wont be with me on my death bed but ill still be in your head

put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
tell me I'm exceptional and I promise to exploit you
give me all your money and I'll make some origami honey
I think you're a joke but I don't find you very funny

my internal monologue is saturated analog it's scratched and drifting I've become attached to the idea it's all a shifting dream bittersweet philosophy I've got no idea how I even got here I'm resentful I'm having an existential time crisis what bliss daylight savings wont fix this mess under worked and oversexed I must express my disinterest the rats are back inside my head what would Freud've said

put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
tell me I'm exceptional and I promise to exploit you
give me all your money and I'll make some origami honey
I think you're a joke but I don't find you very funny

I want to wash out my head with turpentine cyanide I dislike this internal diatribe when I try to catch your eye I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen I don't know why it makes me like this when you're not even mine to consider erroneous harmonious I'm hardly sanctimonious dirty clothes I suppose we all outgrow ourselves I'm a fake I'm a phony I'm awake I'm alone I'm homely I'm a Scorpio

put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you
tell me I'm exceptional and I promise to exploit you
give me all your money and I'll make some origami honey
I think you're a joke but I don't find you very funny

put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint
you tell me I'm exceptional and I promise to exploit you
give me all your money and I'll make some origami honey
I think you're a joke but I don't find you very funny 

Jair Fonseca

- 2015-03-17 22:47:10

History Eraser

I got drunk and fell asleep
Atop the sheets but luckily
I left the heater on

And in my dreams I wrote the best
Song that I’ve ever written
Can’t remember how it goes

I stayed drunk and fell awake
I was cycling on a plane
And far away I heard you say you liked me

We drifted to a party, cool
The people went to arty school
They made their paints by mixing acid wash and lemonade

[Chorus]
In my brain
I re-arrange
The letters on the page
To spell your name

I found an Ezra Pound
And made a bet that if I found
A cigarette, I’d drop it all and marry you

Just then a song comes on:
"You can’t always get what you want"
The Rolling Stones, oh woe is we, the irony

The stones became the moss
And once all inhibition's lost
The hipsters made a mission to the farm

We drove by tractor there
The yellow straw replaced our hair
We laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth

In my brain
I re-arrange
The letters on the page
To spell your name


You said, "We only live once"
So we touched a little tongue
And instantly I wanted to

I lost my train of thought
And jumped aboard the Epping as
The doors were slowly closing on the world

I touched on and off
And rubbed my arm up against yours
And still the inspector inspected me

The lady in the roof
Was living proof that nothing
Really ever is exactly as it seems

In my brain
I re-arrange
The letters on the page
To spell your name


We caught the river boat downstream
And ended up beside a team
Of angry footballers

I fed the ducks some krill
Then we were sucked against our will
Into the welcome doors of the casino

We drank green margaritas
Danced with sweet senoritas
And we all went home as winners of a kind

You said "I guarantee we'll have more fun
Drink till the moon becomes the sun
And in the taxi home I’ll sing you a Triffids song"

In my brain
I re-arrange
The letters on the page
To spell your name

Jair Fonseca

- 2015-03-17 22:45:27

Antes do álbum, Courtney

Antes do álbum, Courtney havia lançado um ótimo EP, onde já mostrava a qualidade literária de suas canções, como nesta, "Apagador de história". 

[video:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6_G5PlEXdk]

 

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