Trigger happy hands - Placebo

Gli avvenimenti in Libia di questi giorni mi hanno messo addosso una certa tristezza e preoccupazione e questa è la prima canzone che mi è venuta in mente.

Speriamo che finisca presto...





Il video ufficiale, forse un po' scontato:



The world is run by clowns with trigger happy hands
But the world is filled with people that we don’t understand
So we’re living in a culture made of death and fear
Doesn’t seem the human race will make it through the year

The world is run by lying, drunk, balding, know it alls
But my mother told me pride always come before a fall
Now remember in the day when we were young and green?
We were filled with hope; we were squeaky clean

"The world’s an unforgiving place", we've all heard this before
But we want hospitals and equal rights instead of bloody wars
We want the right to blow our minds, as crazy as it seems
The only place you’re truly free is cosy in your dreams
I said the only place you’re truly free is cosy in your dreams

put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

The world is run by clowns with trigger happy hands
But the world is filled with people that we don’t understand
So we’re living in a culture made of death and fear
Doesn’t seem the human race will make it through the year

Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck
put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

Without you I'm nothing - Placebo

Questa è una canzone veramente intensa, parla di un'ossessione, riguardo a cosa poi ci sono almeno tre interpretazioni:
-qualcosa che sta finendo (tick tock...)
-qualcosa mai corrisposto
-droga


Non mi voglio dilungare perché penso che ognuno percepisca il testo di una canzone a modo suo e quella è l'interpretazione corretta.

Se però volete sentire qualche opinione vi consiglio un salto su Song Meanings.


Versione studio: qui

Con David Bowie: qui

Ma questa performance live è fantastica, estratta dal Dvd del concerto parigino del 2003:




Traduzione in italiano: qui, bisogna scorrere un attimo, ma c'è.


Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide.
I'll take it by your side.
Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide.
I'll take it by your side.
Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies.
I'll take it by your side.
Oversaturation curls the skin and tans the hide.
I'll take it by your side.

tick - tock x3
tick - tick - tick - tick - tick - tock

I'm unclean, a libertine
And every time you vent your spleen,
I seem to lose the power of speech,
Your slipping slowly from my reach.
You grow me like an evergreen,
You never see the lonely me at all

I...
Take the plan, spin it sideways.
I...
Fall.
Without you, I'm Nothing.
Without you, I'm nothing.
Without you, I'm nothing.
Take the plan, spin it sideways.
Without you, I'm nothing at all.

Placebo - Centrefolds

Grazie al commento di G, sì in effetti questo blog tra una cosa e l'altra l'ho un po' abbandonato, quindi approfittando di questo periodo di stop vedrò di aggiornarlo partendo proprio dai preziosi consigli dei lettori, e scusate se non li ho sfruttati prima ma gli impegni portano via il loro tempo.

Si parla qui di Placebo, proprio in questi giorni per rilassarmi un po' sto ascoltando il loro live in Paris del 2003 (fantastico! con tanto di omino che sale sul palco e avvinghia Stefan Olsdal) e quindi seguendo il consiglio di G propongo Centerfolds:





e qui nella versione live di Parigi:






Traduzione Centerfolds

Come on Balthazaa I refuse to let you die
Come on fallen star I refuse to let you die
Cos that's wrong and I've been waiting far too long
It's wrong I've been waiting far too long
For you to be..be me..be..be mine
For you to be mine..be mine..for you to be mine
And it's wrong, I've been waiting far too long
It's wrong, I've been waiting far too long
For you to be..be me..be

All the centrefolds that you can't afford
Have long since waved their last goodbyes
All the centrefolds that you can't afford
You've long since faded from their eyes
So be..be mine [x2]

Song to say goodbye - Placebo

per gli amanti dei live (come me): clicca qui

Song to say goodbye traduzione in italiano

You are one of God's mistakes,
You crying, tragic waste of skin,
I'm well aware of how it aches ,
And you still won't let me in.
Now I'm breaking down your door,
To try and save your swollen face ,
Though I don't like you anymore,
You lying, trying waste of space..

Before our innocence was lost,
You were always one of those ,
Blessed with lucky sevens ,
And the voice that made me cry .
My Oh My.

You were mother nature's son ,
Someone to whom I could relate ,
Your needle and your damage done,
Remains a sordid twist of fate.
Now I'm trying to wake you up ,
To pull you from the liquid sky ,
Coz if I don't we'll both end up ,
With just your song to say goodbye.
My Oh My.

A song to say goodbye,
A song to say goodbye ,
A song to say...

Before our innocence was lost,
You were always one of those,
Blessed with lucky sevens,
And the voice that made me cry.

It's a song to say goodbye

Pierrot the Clown - Placebo

Chi è Pierrot.

Pierrot the Clown (Ita)




Leave me dreaming on the bed
See you right back here tomorrow for the next round
Keep this scene inside your head
As the bruises turn to yellow
The swelling goes down

And if you're ever around
In the city or the suburbs of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in sorrow
Wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown

Saw you crashing round the bay
Never seen you act so shallow
Or look so brown
Remember all the things you'd say
How your promises rang hollow
As you threw me to the ground

And if you're ever around
In the backstreets or the alleys of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in pity
And wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown

When I dream I dream of your lips
When I dream I dream of your kiss
When I dream I dream of your fists
Your fists.. Your fists

Leave me bleeding on the bed
See you right back here tomorrow for the next round
Keep this scene inside your head
As the bruises turn to yellow
The swelling goes down

And if you're ever around
In the city or the suburbs of this town
Be sure you come around
I'll be wallowing in sorrow
And wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown

In the cold light of morning - Placebo

Questa canzone si discosta un pò dalla tipologia di quelle pubblicate in precedenza, ma non posso non metterla, è troppo particolare.

In the cold light of mornig (Ita)

Album version:


Live:



In the cold light of morning while everyone is yawning,
you’re high
In the cold light of morning the party gets boring,
you're high
As your skin starts a scratchin', wave yesterdays actions goodbye

Forget past indiscretions
And stolen possessions
You’re high
In the cold light

In the cold light of morning while everyone’s yawning
You’re high
In the cold light of morning
You’re drunk sick from whoring and high
Staring back from the mirror's
A face that you don’t recognise
It’s a loser, a sinner, a cock in a dildo’s disguise
In the cold light

Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow

As your skin starts a scratchin'
And wave yesterdays action goodbye

Forget past indiscretions
And stolen possessions.
You’re high
In the cold light of day

Tomorrow’s only a kettle
Whistle
Whistle
Whistle
Whistle
Whistle
Whistle
Whistle
Whistle
Away

In the cold light of day