Escoltes Ona Mediterrània, des de la 88.8 de la freqüència modulada.
Molt bon vespre, benvinguts a una nova edició de Copinya de Volta Verda aquí a on, en Mediterrània, dedicada avui a la fantàstica Linda Ronstadt, intèrpret arisoniana de carrera excepcional, guanyadora en diverses ocasions dels Premis de la Música Country, Grammys i totes les distincions que se puguin imaginar, i col·laboradora de Dolly Parton i Emilio Harris en el famós Trio.
Segons la Wikipèdia, mare de tot coneixement, té 24 àlbums d'estudi i ha col·locat 38 temes dins el top 100 dels billboards americans. D'aquests 24 àlbums, n'hi ha uns quants decepcionals, Prisoner in Disguise, Hasten Down the Wind, For Sentimental Reasons, i els dos que monografiarem avui, Simple Dreams, de 1977, i Heart Like a Will, de 1974.
Començarem ja a reproduir cançons de Hard Like a Will. Primer escoltarem You're No Good, escrita per Clint Ballad Jr. i duit al número 1 de les llistes per la nostra protagonista avui.
Bona nit. Bona nit.
Baby, you're no good.
You're no good, you're no good Baby, you're no good I'm not saying again You're no good, you're no good Baby, you're no good Oh, oh, no You're no good, you're no good Baby, you're no good
Següent tema de Heart Like a Wheel, Heart Like a Wheel, joia creada per una altra fantàstica senyora, Anna McGarrigal. Some say the heart is just like a wheel when you bend it.
You can't mend it. But my love for you is like a sinking ship. And my heart is on that ship out in the middle.
No love can be one, I know it happens frequently.
But I can't understand Oh, please, God, hold my hand Why it had to happen to me
Bona nit.
Some say the heart is just like a wheel When you bend in, it can end in
Fins demà!
Següent tema, The Heart Like a Wheel. You Can Close Your Eyes. Creada per un altre geni. James Taylor. Well, the sun is slowly sinking down. The moon is surely rising. This old world must still be spinning.
So close your eyes You can close your eyes It's alright I don't know no love song I can't sing the blues anymore But I can sing this song You can sing this song
No one's gonna take that town away And you can stay as long as you like So close your eyes You can close your eyes at home
I can't sing the blues anymore But I can sing this song And you can sing this song when I'm gone So close your eyes You can close your eyes
Bona nit. Bona nit.
Dos temes més de Heart Like a Will, escrits per dos músics també famosos. Primer, Willing, Abra del Lowell George, el de Little Feet. I després, Faithless Love, aquest escrit per J.D. Souther, el col·lega dels Eagles.
I've been walked by the rain, driven by the snow. I'm drunk and dirty, don't you know, but I'm still willing. Out on the road, late last night, I see my pretty Alice in every headline.
I don't care if you have to be the tall and far. Giving every kind of make that's ever been made. Giving the back roads I wouldn't get away. And if you give me weed, whites, and wine, and you show me a sign,
Bona nit.
Rout by the sleet had my head sobbing, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still willing. And I smuggle some smokes from Mexico, baked by the sun every time I go to Mexico. Oh, but I'm still.
To hatch your feet a tall and far Drivin' every kind of reef that's ever been made Drivin' the back row so I wouldn't get wet And if you give me weed twice and white And you show me a sign
Like a cold dark wind Faithless love Like a river flows Faithless love Where did I go wrong? Was it telling stories
Faithless love will find you And the misery intertwined you Faithless love Where did I go wrong? Well, I guess I'm staying
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Dues contribucions estel·lars més. Primer de Paul Anca, amb It Doesn't Matter Anymore, i després de Phil Everly, amb When Will I Be Loved.
There you go, baby, here am I. Well, you left me here so I could sit and cry. Golly gee, what have you done to me? Well, I guess it doesn't matter anymore.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Bona nit. Bona nit. Bona nit.
No, you won't matter anymore.
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Dos últims temes de heart like a will per avui. Keep me from blowing away in the dark end of the street. Well, I spent my whole lifetime
Bona nit.
Soon all the good times, the gay times, the play times, thy colors run together in vain. Oh, Lord, if you hear me, touch me and hold me and keep me.
There's times when I've trembled My minds remember The days that just crumbled away Nothing to show But these lines that I know Are beginning to show
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Hidin' in shadows where we don't belong Livin' in darkness to hide our wrongs, you and me At the dark end of the street, just you and me
It's a sin and we know that it's wrong But our love keeps coming on
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Una vegada liquidat el Heart Like a Will de Linda Ronstadt, poden passar a escoltar temes de Simple Dreams, l'àlbum amb més vendes de la seva carrera, on també aporten temes un altre munt de grans músics. Començarem en dos d'ells, el Blue Bayou de Roy Orbison, número 2 de les llistes, i It's So Easy de Body Holy aquest en número 5.
I feel so bad I got a worried mind I'm so lonesome all the time Since I left my baby behind on Blue Bayou Saving nickels, saving dimes
Workin' till the sun don't shine. Lookin' forward to happier times on blue bye.
Where those fishing boats with their sails afloat If I could only see That familiar sunrise Through sleepy eyes How happy I'd be
I'm gonna be with some of my friends. Maybe I'll feel better again only by you. Saving nickels, saving dimes.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
The silver moon and the evening tide Or some sweet day Gonna take away this hurting inside Well, I'll never be blue My dreams come true
Fins demà!
It's so easy to fall in love. Look into your heart and see what your love is inside with me. It seems so easy, it's so easy, it's so easy, it's so easy.
Fins demà!
So easy to fall in love.
El gran Warren Zevon, una de les nostres debilitats, va portar dos temes a Simple Dreams. Són Carmelita i Poor, Poor, Pitiful Me. I hear mariachi static on my radio And the tubes that glow in the dark
And I'm here in Epcot Park Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strung out of hell On the outskirts of
Well, I pawned my Smith & Wesson And I went to meet my man He hangs out down on Alvarado Street At the Pioneer Chicken stand Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down
And a monster out of heaven on the outskirts of town.
Well, I'm sittin' here, playin' solitaire With my pearl-handled deck The county won't give me no more methadol And they cut off your welfare check I'm a leader, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strong out of heroin On the outskirts of town Carmelita, hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down And I'm all strong out of heroin On the outskirts of town
I lay my head on the railroad track Waiting on the double E But the train no runs I hear no more Poor, poor pitiful me Poor, poor pitiful me Poor, poor pitiful me Oh, these boys won't let me be Lord, have mercy on me
Fins demà!
That mercy on me Oh, is me When I met a boy in the food caray Down in Yokohama
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Ara ve una joia intemporal, l'incomparable I Never Will Marry de la família Carter. Aquí en Ron ha estat acompanyada per la seva col·lega Dolly Parton. They say that love's a gentle thing
But it's only brought me pain For the only man I ever loved Has gone on the morning train I never will marry I'll be no man's one
I expect to live single all the days of my life. Well, the train pulled out, the whistle blew, with a long and a lonesome moan.
He's gone, he's gone like the morning dew And left me all alone I never will marry I'll be no man's wife I expect to live sick
All the days of my life There's many a change in the winter wind
And a change in the clouds' design There's many a change in a young man's heart But never a change in mine I never will marry I'll be no man's one
I expect to live single all the days of my life.
Els Rolling Stones també tenen cosa a dir dins Simple Dreams. Aquesta és la versió ronstadiana de Tumbling Dice.
Bona nit.
Bona nit. Bona nit.
Fins demà!
El següent convidat de Simple Dreams és Eric Kass, un dels membres d'aquella deliciosa banda anomenada American Flyer. Hi ha tot un munt de cançons per altri. Aquesta és Sorrow Lives Here.
If you see a friend and he tries to say a girl we once knew is losing her way, it's true. I may be blue.
I've seen the best years of life go through. A man that I love and another I need. Both men have helped make the sad life I lead. Sorrow lives here in my heart.
It haunts me when I sleep I can't keep the thought of it from my dreams Everything seems to spin all around But I can't see whether it happens
Bona nit.
A chill up my spine, the world was mine. Then hiding high to bide my time. Till all of my hopes just wish you were mine. Sorrow lives here in my heart.
It haunts me when I sleep. I can't keep the thought of you from my dreams. Everything seems to spin all around, but I can't see whether it happens without me.
Un nou tema aportat per J.D. Souther, igual que Heart Like a Will. Se trata del que dona títol a l'àlbum Simple Man, Simple Dream. What if I fall in love with you Just like normal people do Well maybe I'd kill you Or maybe I'd be true
When I go down to get a job sometime It seems people can read my mind And make money disappear While they're talking sweet and kind Well, in some ways I am like a child You never seem to know it
And if a kind word ever crossed your mind You never tried to show it
Well, in some ways, I am like a child. You never seem to know it. And if a kind word ever crossed your mind, you never tried to show it. When people don't know what you
They say your words are stupid and your plans are only schemes. Truth is simple but seldom ever seen. Let nothing come between. Simple man, simple.
Acabarem l'escolta de Simple Dreams i per extensió d'aquest monogràfic Linda Ronstadt d'avui amb el tema tradicional Old Paint. Revisitarem Linda Ronstadt en un futur pròxim segur. Per avui això serà tot. Molt bona nit per tant. Adeu. Ahoy.
I'm going to Montana to throw a hula hand. They feed in the coolies, they water in the drawl. Their tails are all matted, their backs are rawl.
The fiery and the snuffy are rare in the gold. Old Bill Brown had a daughter and a son. One went to Denver and the other went wrong. His wife, she died in a pool
Bona nit.
Estimats germans, ens hem juntat a la caça de Déu per donar un miracle, una veracitat.