Ho la mia libera volontà
ma entro certe limitazioni
Non posso desiderare per me stesso
mutazioni illimitate
Non posso sapere cosa sarei
se non fossi io
posso solo immaginarmi...
Una sublime poesia in musica racconta della nostra libertà...
Free will and testament
Given free will but within certain limitations,
I cannot will myself to limitless mutations,
I cannot know what I would be if I were not me,
I can only guess me.
So when I say that I know me, how can I know that?
What kind of spider understands arachnophobia?
I have my senses and my sense of having senses.
Do I guide them? Or they me?
The weight of dust exceeds the weight of settled objects.
What can it mean, such gravity without a centre?
Is there freedom to un-be?
Is there freedom from will-to-be?
Sheer momentum makes us act this way or that way.
We just invent or just assume a motivation.
I would disperse, be disconnected. Is this possible?
What are soldiers without a foe?
Be in the air, but not be air, be in the no air.
Be on the loose, neither compacted nor suspended.
Neither born nor left to die.
Had I been free, I could have chosen not to be me.
Demented forces push me madly round a treadmill.
Demented forces push me madly round a treadmill.
Let me off please, I am so tired.
Let me off please, I am so very tired.
Robert Wyatt.Sperimentatore geniale, poco conosciuto dal grande pubblico, ex batterista dei Soft Cell, protagonisti della scena di Canterbury (progressive rock UK), poi divenuto tastierista a causa di un incidente che da decenni lo costringe su una sedia a rotelle. Musicista e poeta cerebrale, impegnato, mente e cuore aperti capaci di rivelare intimi stati d'animo, ora pesantissimi ora soavi. Un maestro.
Due album su tutti: Rock Bottom (Thirsty Ear, 1974) e Shleep (Thirsty Ear, 1997). Ascoltateli.
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