La musica può suscitare emozioni e sensazioni che vanno ben oltre al semplice piacere musicale:
si possono avere associazioni con ricordi personali, sensazione recondite dell'io e stimoli intersensoriali.
Partendo da questo presupposto ho cercato nella vastità della cultura pop e rock, con le loro mille sfumature, testi di canzoni contenenti le , le parole chiave.
Tra le centinaia di risultati ne ho scelte tre per me più significative:
"Brown Eyed Handsome Man"
Well, flying across the desert in a TWA,
I saw a woman walking in the sand.
She'd be walking thirty miles en route to Bombay
to meet a brown eyed handsome man,
her destination was a brown eyed handsome man.
Way back in history three thousand years,
in fact ever since the world began,
there's been a whole lotta good women shedding
tears over a brown eyed handsome man,
a lot of trouble was a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, the Milo de Venus was a beautiful lass,
she had the world in the palm of her hand
she lost both her arms in a wrestling match to win a brown eyed handsome man,
she fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, a beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind between a doctor and a lawyer man.
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself a brown eyed handsome man,
just like your daddy was, a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, a two, three the count with nobody home he hit a high flyer into the stand.
A rounded third he was a-heading for home,
it was a brown eyed handsome man that won the game, It was a brown eyed handsome man.
It was a brown eyed handsome man.
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown Shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don't make it
TV dinner by the pool
Watch your brother grow a beard
Got another year of school
You're okay, he's too weird
Be a plummer
He's a bummer
He's a bummer every summer
Be a loyal plastic robot
For a world that doesn't care
That's right
Smile at every ugly
Shine on your shoes and cut your hair[...]
Red
Elton John https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4rRAJMXNVY
I'm stoned in the twilight
Screaming on the inside
Give me your water, help me survive
Gonna miss the sunlight
When I lose my eyesight
Give me my red shoes, I want to dance
They search for an answer
But that old man wouldn't listen
Back then I was handsome
Back then he was ignorant
And shave off the years now, it's all inside my head
The boy in the red shoes is dancing by my bed
Put them in a box somewhere, put them in a drawer
Take my red shoes, I can't wear them anymore
Had garlands in the wings back then
All the pretty little things back then
Calling out my name, oh what fame brings
After curtain calls and bows
I can't see the front row now
Hand me my red shoes just one more time.
