Mamasan - Pearl Jam
Mamasan – Pearl Jam (1991)
La leyenda cuenta que Eddie escuchó la cinta en la gasolinera, se fue a surfear e inmediatamente después se fue a su apartamento y se puso a pensar acerca de todo ello.
Al cabo de 3 días tenía listas las letras de los 3 cortes instrumentales de que se componía la cinta, le añadió la voz encima, le puso el título de Mamasan en la carátula, la puso en un sobre y la envió a la dirección de Seattle que ponía en el remitente de la carta que le llegó de mano de Irons. Cuando la carta llegó a Seattle, Stone Gossard y Jeff Ament la abrieron y quedaron sobrecogidos por el contenido, por la poderosa voz de Vedder y por las letras cargadas de metáforas y de misterios. Y llamaron a Vedder para decirle que viniera a Seattle a conocerse y a ensayar juntos. Había nacido Pearl Jam.
Eddie Vedder compuso esas 3 canciones como una mini opera rock acerca de las tribulaciones de una persona que a sus 13 años descubre que su padre había muerto y que la persona que él pensaba que era su padre, al cuál odiaba, era su padrastro y su madre cometía incesto con su hijo, pues este se parecía mucho a su padre (Alive) (Con algunos matices, ésta es la historia real de Eddie Vedder). Con el tiempo, esa persona se convierte en un asesino en serie (Once) y acaba en la cárcel dónde se dedica a recordar estos hechos y a esperar su próxima muerte (Footsteps).
Alive (Ten,1991)
Son, she said, have I got a little story for you
What you thought was your daddy was nothin but a...
While you were sittin home alone at age thirteen
Your real daddy was dyin, sorry you didnt see him, but Im glad we talked...
Oh i, oh, Im still alive
Hey, i, i, oh, Im still alive
Hey i, oh, Im still alive
Hey...oh...
Oh, she walks slowly, across a young mans room
She said Im ready...for you
I cant remember anything to this very day
cept the look, the look...
Oh, you know where, now I cant see, I just stare...
I, Im still alive
Hey i, but, Im still alive
Hey i, boy, Im still alive
Hey i, i, i, Im still alive, yeah
Ooh yeah...yeah yeah yeah...oh...oh...
Is something wrong, she said
Well of course there is
Youre still alive, she said
Oh, and do I deserve to be
Is that the question
And if so...if so...who answers...who answers...
I, oh, Im still alive
Hey i, oh, Im still alive
Hey i, but, Im still alive
Yeah i, ooh, Im still alive
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Once (Ten,1991)
I admit it...what's to say...yeah...
I'll relive it...without pain...mmm...
Backstreet lover on the side of the road
I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode
I got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes, I play...
Once upon a time I could control myself
Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself, yeah...
Oh, try and mimic what's insane...ooh, yeah...
I am in it...where do I stand?
Oh, Indian summer and I hate the heat
I got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat
I got my hand in my pocket, so determined, discreet...I pray...
Once upon a time I could control myself
Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself, yeah, yeah...
You think I got my eyes closed
But I'm lookin' at you the whole fuckin' time...
Ooh, once upon a time I could control myself, yeah...
Once upon a time I could lose myself, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Once, upon a time I could love myself, yeah...
Once upon a time I could love you, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Once [4x]
Yeah...once, once...yeah, yeah...
Yeah...yeah, yeah...yeah, yeah...oww...
Footsteps (cara b de Jeremy,1992)
Don't even think about reachin' me
I won't be home
Don't even think about stoppin' by
Don't think of me at all
I did, what I had to do
If there was a reason, it was you...
Don't even think about gettin' inside
Voices in my head, voices
I got scratches, all over my arms
One for each day, since I fell apart
I did, what I had to do
If there was a reason, it was you...
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you
Pictures on my chest, it was you
It was you...
I did, what I had to do
And if there was a reason
Oh, there wasn't no reason, no
And if, there's something you'd like to do
Just let me continue, to blame you
Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you
Pictures on my chest, it was you, you
* Este post está dedicado a María.
- Daniel Ocejo
María dijo
Mítica trilogía de los PJ.Qué decir de este grupo...no podría ser ni una pizca de objetiva con ellos.Y mucho menos con el gran Eddie.Increíble la fuerza y rabia de Once,clásico de la banda es Alive (cómo mola ese guitarreo) y Footsteps una de las canciones que a mí personalmente me pone el vello de punta cada vez que la escucho...genial la interpretación de Eddie.
No me gustan nada Pearl Jam,se nota.
Gracias por el post Dani ;)
17 Enero 2009 | 11:38 PM