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.