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É maravilhoso quando descobrimos um som, que não se sabendo bem porque misteriosas ligações se conecta connosco, nos emociona, nos tranquiliza, nos faz rir ou dançar, que passa a fazer parte da nossa memória e da banda sonora do nosso quotidiano...melhor ainda quando nos é dado de presente como se fizéssemos anos e os amigos nos celebrassem a existência...Por vezes sentimo-nos na vanguarda de um som nunca antes escutado outras a viver no fim do mundo onde as músicas e os seus autores parece que demoram 20 anos a alcançarem os nossos ouvidos mas ambos, quase sempre, os recebemos em jeito de partilha, num "toma lá dá cá" de experiências, referências, de conhecimentos e amizade.Que este BLOG seja a nossa caixinha de música, de sons e imagens que descobrimos num entusiástico "UAU" ou que recordamos e que queremos partilhar...a composição conjunta de uma partitura de câmbios musicais...sem comentários...apenas a música e as suas imagens...Um projecto simples e colectivo que seria bom que conseguisse transformar alguns dos nossos dias, em dias muito mais ricos e felizes...Para já um grande bem haja aos seus autores…QUE SOMOS TODOS NÓS

Friday, June 5, 2009

Big Black - Passing complexion (cuidado ao ouvir)



Hail Steve Albini. Para quem reconhecer o riff de guitarra que agora os Yeah, yeah, Yeahs usaram no Y Control.

She was his
She would take his children
Black and white
Right to her own breast
There were times
When he could mix
With ordinary white company
Though?? the subject never came up
No one would notice
He had what they call passing complexion
He had what they call passing complexion
He had what they call passing complexion
He had what they call passing complexion
He'd been white, he'd been black
They asked him, black like that?
Yeah

2 comments:

Ângelo said...

in certain circumstances, a man could prefer to lose his entire heritage, when another more comfortable one presents itself. especially if he plays piano. especially if it's 1926.
Nowadays we can see talk show panels composed of people who have to tell people they're black because they're pale, don't look like the "black" archetype, and therefore miss out on all the racism they're entitled to. If someone can be "black" by proclamation, then the term is as meaningless now as it was in the 1920s.

Steve Albini fala sobre que é a letra: I couldn't tell you exactly... I could tell you what specific things in it are. There's the line, "She would take his children, black and white, to her own breasts" -- there was an Amelia Jackson interview on the radio that I listened to once, and she was talking about how her mother would nurse these white parents' children, literally wet nurse them.

So here's this woman who is good enough to take their babies and raise them and feed them off her breast, but she wasn't good enough to sit in their living room.

There was basically a whole third class of citizens who were black people who were pale enough to be accepted into gentile company if they were entertainers, if they were businessmen in town or something like that. They had passing complexion -- they weren't so dark that people had to think of them as black people, they could sort of construe in their mind that they were white people if it were convenient. If there was some reason to, they could think of them as white people.

There were only two divisions in society -- the rich, upper-crust white class or just another darkie, and the divisions were so obvious, so they all tried to fit into white, gentile society. That's where the whole industry developed for hair straightening and skin lightening. Like Porcelana Fading Cream was originally developed to lighten negro skin.

Zé Loff said...

Hail hail!