autor: lauderdale » marca 14, 2011, 5:01 am
A ja ostatnio wysluchalem audycji o Bogu, bluesie i Son House Eddie'm
O tym ze nie ma bluesa bez Boga, a Son House chce "glosic bluesa". O jego kaznodziejskiej przeszlosci itd itp Wspomniano tez utwor Preachin' Blues (Version 2) i wyrwano z niego wers ... na udowodnienie tezy.
Znalazlem ten tekst przeczytalem i postanowilem przetlumaczyc oszczedzajac sobie I Wam powtorek.
Gloszac bluesa
Tak, zamierzam wziac sie za religie, dolacze do kosciola Baptystow
Wiecie chce byc Baptysta kaznodzieja, po prostu po to zebym nie musial pracowac.
Jeden diakon zerwal sie na rowne nogi I usmiechnal sie szeroko
Wiecie, powiedzial: Jedna rzecz stary, chyba pojde z powrotem do baru
Jedna siostra zerwala sie I zaczela wrzeszczec
“Wiesz co , ciesze sie ze ten pijaczyna wychodzi
Inny diakon wrzasnal : Dlaczego sie nie przymkniesz
Te twoje smierdzace klamstwa - Ty sama bimber pijesz
Jedna siostra skoczyla na rowne nogi I krzyknela
Moge wam powiedziec o co tu chodzi
Druga wrzasnela : czemu sie nie zamkniesz
Zona go opuscila , nie powinnas tego roztrzasac
Stalem przy pulpicie nie wiedzac co robic
A moje siostry w kacie wrzeszczaly az do granic Alabamy
Zlapalem za walizke I ruszylem w droge
Rzeklem: Zegnaj kosciele I niech Bog poblogoslawi twa dusze
Wiecie szkoda , ze nie mam swojego wlasnego nieba
Moglbym wtedy wszystkim moim kobietom dac wymarzony dom
Zamierzam glosic bluesa wybiore sobie miejsce I tam usiade
Ale nadejdzie Duch Swiety a ja chce zebyscie to wy wtedy byli zagubieni
Stalem przy pulpicie nie wiedzac co robic
A moje siostry w kacie wrzeszczaly az do granic Alabamy
Preachin' Blues (Version 2)
by Eddie James "Son" House, Jr.
Yes, I'm gonna get me religion, I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
Yes, I'm gonna get me religion, I'm gonna join the Baptist Church
You know I wanna be a Baptist preacher, just so I won't have to work
One deacon jumped up, and he began to grin
One deacon jumped up, and he began to grin
You know he said, "One thing, elder. I believe I'll go back to barrelhousin' again"
One sister jumped up, and she began to shout
One sister jumped up, and she began to shout
"You know I'm glad this corn liquor's goin out"
Another deacon jumped up and said, "Why don't ya hush?"
Another deacon jumped up and said, "Why don't ya hush?"
"You know you drink corn liquor and your lie's a horrible stink"
One sister jumped up and she began to shout
One sister jumped up and she began to shout
"I believe I can tell ya'll what it's all about"
Another sister jumped up, she said, "Why don't ya hush?"
Another sister jumped up, she said, "Why don't ya hush?"
"You know he's abandoned, and you outta hush your fuss"
I was in the pulpit, I's jumpin up and down
I was in the pulpit, I's jumpin up and down
My sisters in the corner, they're hollerin Alabama bound
Grabbed up my suitcase and I took off down the road
Grabbed up my suitcase and I took off down the road
I said, "Farewell church, may the good Lord bless your soul"
You know I wish I had a heaven of my own
You know I wish I had a heaven of my own
I'd give all my women a good ol' happy home
I'm gonna preach these blues and I'm gonna choose my seat and sit down
I'm gonna preach these blues and I'm gonna choose my seat and sit down
But, when the Spirit comes, I want you to jump straight up and down
You know I's in the pulpit, I was jumpin straight up and down
You know I was in the pulpit, I was jumpin straight up and down
You know the sisters in the corner, they were hollerin' Alabama bound
To moze jeszcze fragment zyciorysu ... Eddiego
The middle of three brothers, House was born in Riverton, two miles from Clarksdale, Mississippi. Around age seven or eight, he was brought by his mother to Tallulah, Louisiana, after his parents separated. The young Son House was determined to become a Baptist preacher, and at age 15 began his preaching career. Despite the church's firm stand against blues music and the sinful world which revolved around it, House became attracted to it and taught himself guitar in his mid 20s, after moving back to the Clarksdale area, inspired by the work of Willie Wilson. He began playing alongside Charley Patton, Willie Brown, Robert Johnson and Fiddlin’ Joe Martin around Robinsonville, Mississippi, and north to Memphis, Tennessee, until 1942.
After killing a man, allegedly in self-defense, he spent time at the Mississippi State Penitentiary (Parchman Farm) in 1928 and 1929. The official story on the killing is that sometime around 1927 or 1928, he was playing in a juke joint when a man went on a shooting spree. Son was wounded in the leg, and shot the man dead. He received a 15-year sentence at Parchman Farm prison.
Pogrubilem jedno zdanie.
" Pomimo ze kosciol twardo sprzeciwial sie muzyce bluesowej i grzesznemu srodowisku obracajacemu sie wokol niej , przyciagnela ona Housa i zaczal on uczyc sie gry na gitarze w polowie lat dwudziestych itd .. "
Potem juz bylo "baby wino i co yno" nawet zabojstwo ... rzekomo w obronie wlasnej pozniej pobyt w zakladzie penitencjarnym ...
No i jak to sie wszystko ma do opowiesci o wspolczesnym opacznym rozumieniu bluesa czyli, ze kiedys to bluesmani byli porzadni a teraz to kojarzy sie ich dzieki wiadomo komu z prochami i woda.
Son House mial jesli dobrze licze 86 lat z czego znaczaca wiekszosc spedzil na chlaniu gorzaly i zadawaniu sie z kobietami i to w liczbie bardzo mnogiej o czym wspomina nawet w powyzszej piosence.
Zaiste godny to patron do nasladowania, rowniez autorytet w sprawach wiary , kosciola i Boga w bluesie. Nie to co Rysiek.
Inna teza: Nie ma bluesa bez Boga .... tylko , ze wyglada na to, ze na 100 zachowanych tekstow z tamtych czasow 10 jest "o Bogu" a 90 o gorzale i babach, a to dotyczy rowniez Eddiego.
I na koniec cytat z tego samego autora ...
Oh, these blues, worthwhile to be heard
Lord, t'ain't even likely that there ain't no God
Oto jak sobie pan House z za grobu dworuje z pokretnych mitologii ... na swoj temat.
Pozdrawiam
Lauder Dale
...zeby grac, trzeba grac ...
Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam.