...
Azúl. . . de Atardecer...
Evening Blue.
Dedicated To:
"Chris Wood".♫
Flute & Sax. . .
Of "Traffic".♫
♫♫♫
♫♫
♫
introducción.
"...Que el árbol...
no me impida
ver
el bosque...
el Azúl. . .
de Atardecer..."
Música Destacada:
"Evening Blue".♫
Azúl... de Atardecer...♫
De: Stevie Winwood & Jim Capaldi.♫
Por...
..."Traffic".♫
una
de las mejores
Bandas Británicas
de Rock & Blues
de éste Planeta...♫
live!
1973.♫
♫♫♫
♫♫
♫
Letra Original:
Sitting all alone by the fireside
Listen to the wind in the chimney top
Haven't slept for days, and I'm still wide eyed
Try not to think, but my mind won't stop
Evening shadows making my heart sing out
With the setting sun, turning leaves to brown
If I had a lover, who's heart was true
I wouldn't be alone in this evening blue
Everybody's looking for something in life
Not everyone's finds what they're looking for
Everybody wants a little happiness in life
But everyone can open the door
Morning wakens, making my heart sing out
Now that summer's here, changing fears and doubts
"Azúl. . .
de Atardecer..."
Música Destacada:
"Evening Blue".♫
De: Steve Winwood & Jim Capaldi.♫
By...
..."Chris Robinson".♫
Cantante
& Guitarrista
de The Black Crowes.♫. . .
. . .
live
acoustic!♫
♫♫♫
♫♫
♫
Evening Blue.
"Azúl. . .
de Atardecer..."
"...y fué Chris...
Quien,
un día,
le llevó
a Stevie...
la música
de John Barleycorn. . .
. . .
en un disco
de los Watersons.♫ . . .
. . .
. .
.
Música Destacada:
"John Barleycorn" (Must Die).♫
Algo Así,
como...
John Barleycorn.(Debe Morir).♫
-del Folk Tradicional Inglés-
en un Arreglo
à la Traffic.♫
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♫♫
♫
Letra Original:
(traditional)
There were three men came out of the west, their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die
They've ploughed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead
They've let him lie for a very long time, 'til the rains from heaven did fall
And little Sir John sprung up his head and so amazed them all
They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day 'til he looked both pale and wan
And little Sir John's grown a long long beard and so become a man
They've hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at the knee
They've rolled him and tied him by the waist serving him most barbarously
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks who've pricked him to the heart
And the loader he has served him worse than that
For he's bound him to the cart
They've wheeled him around and around a field 'til they came unto a barn
And there they made a solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn
They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone
And the miller he has served him worse than that
For he's ground him between two stones
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl and his brandy in the glass
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl proved the strongest man at last
The huntsman he can't hunt the fox nor so loudly to blow his horn
And the tinker he can't mend kettle or pots without a little barleycorn
era...
197O.
Chris. . .
estaba recién casado,
con Jeanette Jacobs,
Que había sido
una de las cantantes
del trío vocal "The Cake".♫...
...
Chris
estaba felíz!
y se le notaba...,
Particularmente,
en la música ♪.
El electric sax
de Chris,
con wah wah,
incluído,
en "Glad",
es magnífico,
y contagiante.
Una composición
instrumental
de Winwood,
al piano,
en la Que,
sobresale,
el talento
de Chris,
Que, irradia
alegría, fuerza
& luz!, y,
Steve Winwood
Que estaba
"inspiradísimo",
hasta tal punto,
Que en el mismo
tema, creaba una
atmósfera...,
con sus teclados
Que bién podría
ser una variación
pianística
de Maurice Ravel
ó Claude Debussy,
por el climax logrado
e imaginado,
en el pentagrama...
...
..
.
Música Destacada:
"Glad".♫
Contento.
Alegre.♫
De: Steve Winwood.♫
Por...
..."Traffic".♫
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♫♫
♫
por supuesto.
eran tiempos
felíces
de creación
plena.
luego...,
la vida
se convertiría
para Chris Wood,
como en un tango
en bajada...,
en un blues
errante. . .,
en un avión...
de combate,
un Spitfire...
en picada. . .
...
en un submarino
Que no volvería
a emerger.
A ver la luz
del día. . .
. . .
. .
.
sín embargo,
pienso,
Que Chris...
volvió al bosque.
A su bosque.
De donde
no tendría
Que haberse
alejado.
Allí.
en el bosque.
Era felíz.
Porque
Allí
estaba...
...
Allí
lo esperaba. . .
el
evening blue.
simplemente
el azúl. . .
de atardecer..."
...
..
.
Música Destacada:
"No Time To Live".♫
Sín Tiempo Para Vivir.♫
De: Steve Winwood & Jim Capaldi.♫
by...
..."Traffic".♫
y la cautivante flauta
de Chris Wood. . .♫
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♫♫
♫
Letra original:
As time begins to burn itself upon me
And the days are growing very short
People try their hardest to reject me
But in a way, their conscience won't be caught
Something's happening to me day by day
My pebble on the beach is getting washed away
I've given everything that was mine to give
And now I'll turn around and find that there's no time to live
So often I have seen that big wheel of fortune
Spinning for the man who holds the ace
There's many who would change their places for him
But none of them have ever seen his lonely face
