domingo, 28 de julio de 2013

Se apagó la voz rota de J.J. Cale

J.J. Cale ha muerto de un infarto a la edad de 74 años en un hospital de La Jolla, California
Podría hablar mucho de este inmenso artista, de su influencia en el Tulsa Sound, de sus colaboraciones con artistas como Eric Clapton, Brian Ferry o Mark Knopfler, y las versiones que artistas como Santana o Deep Purple hicieron de algunas de sus canciones pero, creo que el mejor modo de recordarlo es a través de retazos de sus poéticas, íntimas, densas, reales y, a veces crueles, letras: 

DON’T CRY SISTER 
Don’t cry sister cry, it’ll be alright, in the morning 
Don’t cry sister cry, everything’ll be just fine 
Dont cry sister cry, it’ll be alright, I tell you no lie 
Don’t cry sister cry, don’t do it, don’t do it. 

EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT 
All we do is weep and moan 
Trying to build ourself a home 
Ain't no shame in trying, ain't no use denying 
Everything will be alright 

COCAINE 
If you got bad news, you want to kick them blues, cocaine 
When your day is done and you got to run, cocaine 
She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, cocaine 

SENSITIVE KIND 
Don't take her for granted 
She has a hard time 
Don't misunderstand her 
Or play with her mind 
Treat her so gently 
It will pay you in time 
You've got to know 
She's the sensitive kind 

GUITAR MAN 
Guitar man, in a guitar jam 
Playing low, playing slow 
Playing loud, working the crowd 
Playing high, you seem to fly 
Guitar man, tell me what your secret am 

HOMELESS 
He said, "I'm not a homeless man 
I'm a gypsy by trade 
And I'm travelling this land 
I'm not a homeless man" 
He moved through the streets 
With his headband low 
Never thinking he would never see 
That woman again, you know 
Just sleeping in the doorways 
And alleys like he always had 

TRACES 
Traces of loving a life I remember 
Already grown by December 
By spring it was gone 
Traces of people and things, and places 
So much a part of my life 
Where did it go 
Time has brought some changes 
Caught us by surprise 
Where is the seed, that we need 
Keeps our love alive 
Traces of lines that lead back to nowhere 
Forgotten memories of yesteryear 
That's all gone Time has brought some changes 
Caught us by surprise 
Where is the seed, that we need 
Keeps our love alive 
Traces of lines that lead back to nowhere 
Forgotten memories of yesteryear 
That's all gone 

Tu voz rota me ayudó en muchos momentos. Gracias por todo, J.J.