martedì 8 dicembre 2015
Waiting down on the corner
Miss Jimmie and Miss Anne
They said, ‘Let’s go up to Billy’s house,
He’s got a couple of strange friends there.’
So I went up to the fourth floor
And much to my surprise
Nobody looked at my body
They were all looking at my eyes
Sweet Jane, from "The Complete Matrix Tapes"
""I imagined teen-agers wandering in off the street, paying two dollars and hearing something that cut so gently against the grain of its time, while pointing toward other places where differences—queerness, of one kind or another—would be welcomed and, eventually, celebrated."
The Velvet Underground in California, di Alex Abramovich, The New Yorker, 8 dicembre 2015.
Pubblicato da Lucio Picci a 22:36