Darling, be home soon...

 

 

Li há um tempão por aí que qualquer enciclopédia de rock só poderia ser levada a sério a partir do momento em que checássemos a inclusão do Slade.

Ou seja, era perversamente ambíguo: não dava pra saber se a enciclopédia só poderia ser levada sério se incluísse ou excluísse o Slade. Assino embaixo.

Nos anos de 1981-82 ninguém - NINGUÉM - amou o Slade como eu e meu irmão, ao menos aqui no Brasil.

A banda, expert em fazer rockers hipercomerciais, teve seus Alive I e II. Ambos clássicos.

No I havia a notória "música do arroto". Pena ter ficado conhecida assim. É que os palhaços achavam que tinham que dar um toque slade à música tão linda do John Sebastian. Não o digo com rancor: a versão deles é antológica. A que posto, sem arroto, tem o uivo inicial do Noddy Holder, tão pouco John Sebastian, tão Slade.

E isso sim será um "cover".

Não é pouco: o próprio Sebastian a cantou em Woodstock. Um tal de Joe Cocker a incluiu no repertório.

A letra do John Sebastiam é linda de morrer e de doer:

(For the great relief of having you to talk to}

DARLING BE HOME SOON

Come
And talk of all the things we did today
Here
And laugh about our funny little ways
While we have a few minutes to breathe
Then I know that it's time you must leave

But darling be home soon
I couldn't bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It's not just these few hours but I've been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to

And now
A quarter of my life is almost past
I think I've come to see myself at last
And I see that the time spent confused
Was the time that I spent without you
And I feel myself in bloom

So darling be home soon
I couldn't bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It's not just these few hours but I've been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to

Darling be home soon
I couldn't bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It's not just these few hours but I've been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to

Go
And beat your crazy head against the sky
Try
And see beyond the houses and your eyes
It's ok to shoot the moon

So darling
My darling be home soon
I couldn't bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It's not just these few hours but I've been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to