Angels and Devils the Following Day

Não me lembro de quando descobriu o Vítor este disco de Dory Previn, Mythical Kings and Iguanas - de 1971 e seu segundo álbum a solo -, mas julgo que terá sido lá por 1982 ou 83.

Apaixonei-me perdidamente por esta música, Angels and Devils the Following Day, à primeira audição. Lembro-me, isso sim, e como se tivesse sido ontem, de mim sentada no chão, o Vítor de pé junto à janela, cigarro na mão, atento a tentar decifrar na minha cara a reacção emocional à música. Quando a última nota se extinguiu eu estava a chorar e pedi só «outra vez...», num fiozinho de voz, tão imensamente comovida me sentia. Tantos anos depois, a paixão permanece acesa. Há músicas que nunca esgotamos, e esta é para mim uma delas.

Espero que gostem. Depois vos contarei mais sobre Dory Previn.

Angels and Devils the Following Day

Loved I two men equally well

Though they were different as heaven and hell

One was an artist
One drove a truck
One would make love
The other would fuck

Each treated me the way he knew best
One held me lightly
One bruised my breast
And I responded on two different levels
Like children reacting to angels
And devils

One was a poet who sang and read verse
One was a peasant who drank and who cursed
Before you decide who’s cruel and who’s kind
Let me explain what I felt in my heart and my mind

The artist was tender but suffered from guilt
Making him sorry the following day
And he made me feel guilty the very same way
In his bed on the following day

The other would take me and feel no remorse
He’d wake with a smile in the bed where we lay
And he made me smile in the very same way
In his bed on the following day

The blow to my soul by fear and taboos
Cut deeper far than a bodily bruise
And the one who was gentle hurt me much more
Than the one who was rough and made love on the floor