Schlagwort-Archive: I’m Wide Awake It’s Morning

Song des Tages: Mac Miller – „Lua“


Eigentlich braucht es keinen Grund, täglich eine Coverversion eines Bright Eyes-Songs zu posten (und das könnte ich, glaubt mir – allein mit Neuinterpretationen von einem der wohl schönsten Stücke über Liebe ever ever ever – „First Day Of My Life“ – könnte ich über eine Woche füllen). Oder eben eines von Conor Obersts Originalen. Weil: einer der besten Singer/Songwriter überhaupt, dessen Lieder fast immer gehen. Isso? Isso.

Diese Meinung vertritt übrigens auch Mac Miller, seines Zeichens Rapper aus Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Deshalb nahm sich der 23-Jährige vor nicht allzu langer Zeit auch unter anderem „Lua“, im Original vom 2005 erschienenen Bright Eyes-Werk „I’m Wide Awake, It’s Morning„, vor und erwies dem Song seine Ehre – allerdings nicht mit dicken Beats und Battle-Sprech, sondern lediglich zu Akustikgitarrenbegleitung. Dass Millers Version dabei etwas windschief daher torkelt, passt umso mehr zu einem Sonntag wie diesem…



„I know that it is freezing but I think we have to walk
I keep waving at the taxis, they keep turning their lights off
But Julie knows a party at some actor’s west side loft
Supplies are endless in the evening, by the morning they’ll be gone.

When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend
I get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit.

And I know you have a heavy heart, I can feel it when we kiss
So many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
But me I’m not a gamble you can count on me to split
The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won’t exist.

You’re looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
You just keep going to the bathroom always say you’ll be right back
Well it takes one to know one, kid, I think you’ve got it bad
But what’s so easy in the evening, by the morning is such a drag.

I’ve got a flask inside my pocket we can share it on the train
If you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same
We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain
But what was normal in the evening, by the morning seems insane.

And I’m not sure what the trouble was that started all of this
The reasons all have run away but the feeling never did
It’s not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live
Cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is
What’s so simple in the moonlight, now is so complicated
What’s so simple in the moonlight, so simple in the moonlight…“


Rock and Roll.

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