Lou Reed - Sweet Jane

Seguimos com otro dulce clásico...

No es para menos, hay semanas que te apetece desempolvar grandes temas, escalofriantes temas, desequilibrantes temas, de esos que te quitan el hipo, el hambre y las ganas de bostezar...sólo deseas cerrar los ojos y dejarte transportar...porque no todos saben hacerte viajar en un tema...y Lou es de esos.

La canción es de la época con la Velvet Underground, más concretamente de su álbum Loaded. Lou, en su etapa en solitario la mantuvo convirtiendola en un clásico.

Lo tiene todo, tiene una intro de guitarra que te esta diciendo..no te muevas...quedate ahí que lo que viene te interesa...Continua con un bucle riff inconfundible...mientras la voz va desgarrando una historia simple de esas cotidianidades que hacen triste la existencia...compadeciéndose de la dulce Jane...de ahí esos sus últimos lamentos de rabía. "Pero cualquiera que haya tenido alguna vez un corazón ,Oh, no se dará la vuelta para romperlo. Y cualquiera que alguna vez haya interpretado un papel, Oh, no se dará la vuelta para odiarlo. Dulce Jane, dulce Jane, dulce Jane."

Ahí es nada...va por ustedes!



"Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset, Jane is her vest
And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band
Ridin'a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
Oh, all the poets, they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane

I'll tell you something, that Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their monies
And when they come home from work
Ooh, sittin' down by the fire
Oh, the radio does play
The classical music, said Jim, the `March of the Wooden Soldiers`
All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say, get ready
Sweet Jane, come on, baby
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane

Some people, they like to go out dancing
Other peoples, they have to work
Just watch me now
And there's some evil mothers
Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
You know, that women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes
And that, you know, children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die
But anyone who ever had a heart
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and break it
And anyone who's ever played a part
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and hate it

Sweet Jane, sweet Jane, sweet Jane ..."