prima edizione 26/10/2012
Oggi qui ci sono le nuvole. Parlando invece di messico, volevo invitarvi a confrontare la visione “jannacciana” (fa strano scriverlo, ma si scrive così) espressa in “Messico e Nuvole”, con la visione del Messico offerta dai Coasters.
I Coasters erano più noti a me per brani come “Along came Joe”, o “Charlie Brown”. Non so se “Down in Mexico” sia stata scritta prima o dopo, ma sicuramente è diversa.
E Quentin Tarantino la rende come solo pochi registi viventi e senzienti saprebbero fare (e gli altri che lo sanno più o meno fare penso che abbiano tutti imparato da lui). Quentin Tarantino è fondamentalmente un documentarista e un rievocatore di epoche. A volte si perde un poco, ma a chi non capita? L’importante è ritrovarsi!
…tanto per non crogiolarsi troppo sulle atmosfere musical-intelletual-velaspiegoio di Bennato:
Songwriters: LEIBER, JERRY / STOLLER, MIKE
Down in Mexicali
There’s a crazy little place that I know
Where the drinks are hotter than the chili sauce
And the boss is a cat named Joe
He wears a red bandana, plays a blue pianna [this is the way he pronounces
It; to rhyme with “bandana”]
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
Well, the first time that I saw him
He was sittin’ on a piano stool
I said “Tell me dad, when does the fun begin?”
He just winked his eye and said “Man, be cool.”
He wears a red bandana, plays a cool pianna
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
in mexico
All of a sudden in walks this chick
in mexico
Joe starts playing on a Latin kick
in mexico
Around her waist she wore three fishnets
in mexico
She started dancin’ with the castanets
in mexico
I didn’t know just what to expect
in mexico
She threw her arms around my neck
in mexico
We started dancin’ all around the floor
in mexico
And then she did a dance I never saw before.
So if you’re south of the border
I mean down in Mexico
And you wanna get straight,
Man, don’t hesitate
Just look up a cat named Joe.
He wears a red bandana, plays a cool pianna
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache
In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico
[Spoken by Carl Gardner:]
Yeah, como est usted senorita
Come with me to the border, south of the border, that is
In Mexico, yeah in Mexico
You can get your kicks in Mexico
Come with me baby, come with me, come with me, crazy, yeah