I'm Your Man

If you want a lover
Ill do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
Ill wear a mask for you
If you want a partner
Take my hand
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
Im your man

If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want a doctor
Ill examine every inch of you
If you want a driver
Climb inside
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
Im your man

Leonard Cohen

Me & Bobby McGee/ JANIS JOPLIN

MOLTS VAN ANAR AMB EN BOBBY A NEW ORLEANS I ENCARA HI VAN.

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done,
Hey Bobby baby? kept me from the cold.

One day up near Salinas,I let him slip away,
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it,
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for just one yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah,
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

L’era dels politons

El so dels mòbils és el nou soroll de la jungla urbana. Els politons cada vegada són més variats. Els musicals s’emporten la palma, en especial cançons de pop i rock. El més curiós són les estranyes parelles que es formen: si en un autobús sona un rock dur i si en lloc d’un rocker descobrim una mestressa de casa o un jubilat, ens sorgeixen grans dubtes. ¿Va ser el seu fill qui va posar el politò o és una ànima lliure presonera de la seva edat? En qualsevol cas, una nova era musical ja ha arribat. El politò que triem donarà una imatge de nosaltres mateixos a qui l’escolti; serà com una targeta de visita més, de manera que s’ha de tenir molta cura al canviar-lo, que no sigui que mostrem una part de nosaltres mateixos que no ha de ser visible.
El politò també pot ser un vernís social per aparentar el que no som. O el desig de ser un altre.

Carta d'opinió publicada a "El Periódico" el 9-5-010