STEP 5. IL MUSI-MAGENTA

ALLA SCOPERTA DEL MAGENTA NELLA MUSICA

 

Di seguito verranno proposti dei testi di vari generi musicali inerenti il color magenta:

• "The color song"  (1969)  di Marcus Uzilevsky 

Blue green shades of morn

Violet sprays of dawn
Golden rays are born
On the windy blue

Red cherries on the trees
Yellow umber leaves
A blue misty breeze
sings a lavender song

A slow magenta sunset
The sky turns into violet
Twinkling silver stars set
On a deep purple sky 

                 

•  "Maria Magenta"  (1973)  di Donovan               

Maria Magenta
Scarlet O'Hara
Henna ma honey
You are the one
Ma silver moon lady
She like a choir boy
Hair all a-cloudy
And flying and real

A halo a sky gold
A moon on the water
A scuddy go cloud
Aroundy the sky bowl
Henna ma honey
You are the one

My copper go-go-girl
She like a show girl
Delightful Dolores
Ma Anna Belinda
Maggie yer reggae
You move me along

My copper go-go-girl
She like a show girl
Delightful Dolores
Ma Anna Belinda
Maggie yer reaggae
You move me along

• "I Want You"  (1997)  di Savage Garden 

 Anytime I need to see your face I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place
Where your crystal minds and magenta feelings
Take up shelter in the base of my spine
Sweet like a chica cherry cola
I don't need to try to explain
I just hold on tight and If it happens again
I may move so slightly to the arms
And the lips and the face
Of The Human Cannonball that
I need to I want to

Come stand a little bit closer
Breathe in and get a bit higher
You'll never know what hit you when
I get to you

Ooh I want you, I don't know if I need you but
Ooh I'd die to find out
Ooh I want you, I don't know if I need you but
Ooh I'd die to find out

I'm the kind of person who endorses a deep commitment
Getting comfy getting perfect is what I live for
But a look and then a smell of perfume
It's like I'm down on the floor
And I don't know what I'm in for
Conversation has a time and place in the interaction
Of a lover and a mate but the time of talking
Using symbols, using words can be likened
To a deep sea diver who is swimming with a raincoat

Come stand a little bit closer
Breathe in and get a bit higher
You'll never know what hit you when
I get to you

Ooh I want you, I don't know if I need you but
Ooh I'd die to find out
Ooh I want you, I don't know if I need you but
Ooh I'd die to find out

Ooh, ah
Ooh, ah

Anytime I need to see your face I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place
Where your crystal minds and magenta feelings
Take up shelter in the base of my spine
Sweet like a chica cherry cola
I don't need to try to explain
I just hold on tight and If it happens again
I may move so slightly to the arms
And the lips and the face
Of The Human Cannonball that
I need to I want to

• "The Thrill Is Gone"  (1984) di The Waterboys        
  
  

  I'm too tired to deceive you
  We can't pretend there's nothing wrong
  Who'll be first to say it?
  That the thrill is gone
  And we never get it back
  When we talk of old acquaintance and
  Speak like two strangers all day long
  The only four words that I hear
  Are: the thrill is gone
  And we never get it back
  When evening fall Magenta
  And goodnight hangs on and on
  I won't need to go to sleep and dream
  To tell me
  That the thrill is gone
  And we never get it back

  • "Difficult for Weirdos"  (2009)  di Robbie Williams
    
    
    
    

    Where the future rests in the bistro where the music is for weirdos,
    We like it different we like it strange in our own way we haven't changed
    I got my eyes made up at the bus stop by my girlfriend and you know what,
    She likes me different she likes me strange in her own way she's just the same
    
    [Chorus: x2]
    Psycho evolution your pollution makes it difficult for weirdos,
    Just another humanoid reaction to the voices in this town
    Every Saturday at the plaza guess the gender unless you'd rather,
    He is a lesbian but that's ok she is the center of attention for another day
    In the universe we are magenta you can join us if you enter,
    Because you're different and you are strange in your own way you're just the same
    
    Time isn't lost where devotion is I never wasted a life,
    Space is the place where the soul is far from the safe and the norm
    In the off stream they call it cavarade but they'll say that won't they,
    I want it different I like it strange in my own way I haven't changed
    It's insulting to be mislead by the hairdo of a god head
    They show reverence but that's OK we are the center of the universe anyway

    [Chorus:  x2]

  • "Forget in fire"  (1983)  degli Anvil                                            GENERE : ROCK

  
  

  Scraping the earth in search of the essence
  Metallic rock ore where iron is present
  Extraction smelters burn hot with phosphorescence
  
  Rivulets of sweat steam hot in the mold
  Splashes in magenta, yellow and gold
  Glowing sparks flashing too hot to hold
  
  Made for pounding a massive weight
  Forming metal, willing fate
  
  Power blasted streams engage the injection
  The mechanism reacts with affection
  Processing starts and so begins infection
  
  Altered shape, affected matter
  Giving form, an ominous factor
  Never break it, it will never bend
  The Anvil was Forged In Fire
  
  Made for pounding a massive weight
  Forming metal, willing fate

  ...e per non farci mancare nulla...

• "Kill Dem All"  di Vacca  ft Ntò                                                            GENERE: HIP HOP

  J. Simms
Wa a go kill dem all
Vacca, Vodoo Smokers Familia, Ntò

We a go kill dem all
kill dem all

Sono leggero tipo carbonio
più affamato di un avvoltoio
spingo dai caraibi allo Ionio
e non firmo il patto con il demonio
cago bombe assieme ad Antonio
punto a salire sopra a 'sto podio
metto in salvo il mio patrimonio
fotte un cazzo zio se t'annoio
valgo molto più del petrolio
taglio più di questo rasoio
in tribunale non testimonio
scrivo bombe tipo plutonio
te le servo sopra al vassoio
quelli parlano lasciali fare
son solo voci di corridoio
soltanto checche da spogliatoio

Easy questi parlano e tu lasciali parlare
io sono sempre lo stesso
nessuno mi può cambiare
puoi portarmi in tribunale
in fronte al giudice di corte
che non apro la mia bocca
nemmeno in caso di morte

Kill dem all
We a go kill dem all(x3)

Spilli nelle bambole
amputo ambo le mani, machete
la mia gente spinge al macello
tinge di rosso sangue magenta
con le bombole di Purple Haze
te le spade vedi Bambulè
sbrici nei libri degli sbirri
sbrighi le pratiche bisbigli
sembra strano
ma non mi spaventa nessun rapper nostrano
bello noi perlustriamo il ghetto,
non ci prostriamo
ho detto non ci prostituiamo nè costituiamo
oggetto di manipolazioni
di un manipolo di cazzoni
in colletto bianco ho letto tanto
e non dentro un colleggio
A letto stanco penso a frasi, gesti e poi collego
il peso della fama non mi schiaccia,
lo sollevo
mama hai la faccia di una che mi può dare sollievo

Non serve che eviti
so che lo meriti
adesso vieni qui
sto con la Voodoo Family
non difendi ma ti vendi la tua gente infame
se li offendi e poi ti penti che lo fai a fare?

Kill dem all
We a go kill dem all(x4)

N.T.O
Stirpe nuova, poesia cruda
generale dagli incarichi speciali
(Frà, light it up Vacca!)
Kill dem all

Easy questi parlano e tu lasciali parlare
io sono sempre lo stesso
nessuno mi può cambiare
puoi portarmi in tribunale
in fronte al giudice di corte
che non apro la mia bocca nemmeno in caso di morte

Kill dem all
Wa a go kill dem all, we a go