The point of no-return
Publié le dimanche 13 juin 2010 - modifié le 06/12/11 - Concerts - 7389 lectures
It's been a long time since I wanted to write a post in English, but I never got the opportunity to do it.
And here it is ! Last Thursday, I was in Paris for Jamie Cullum's gig at the Olympia.
Of course, for those who would be English-challenged, a translation follows.
Though I had been quite excited for months about this concert, I didn't really feel like going there!
It's just one of those things I'd never tell anyone, out of fear that I would be taken the the mickey out of me:
"You kiddin'! You are one of his biggest fans! If you grew weary of attending his shows, that means he is not as extraordinary as you claimed!"
Oh, God! I wouldn't have taken that from them! You see, my mood is rather grumpy at the moment, and teasing without support is sometimes a pain in the arse.
Tough times, hibernation's here. I'd rather it wouldn't, but it's a fact: my flat and bed have been the best places to be lately!
Anyway, I just did what I had to : I kicked my butt off to Paris. Concert
at eight, that sounds fine!
But what should I really be scared of?
Surely that there wouldn't be anything left in me from the child I had been, capable of joy and marveling at music.
May be that I became too stern a grown-up to allow this guy to
take me away and escape into the music.
Or not ready to be overwhelmed by this down to earth relentless fact : music
ain't gonna let me down.
Says Jamie! Sings Jamie! Shouts Jamie!
How can it be that this short-teen-looking-thirty-year-old crooner is so full of joy and energy
That he can galvanize 2000 people with his voice and a double-bass or a piano only?
That was very haughty of me to be thinking that I wouldn't learn anything from his music, that 7 concerts would have made me blunt.
He just surprized me over and over again, every and each second of this night!
I then realized that
these are the days that I've been missing, the taste and the joy of summer wine,
after years of expensive education, a car full of books and anticipation, I'm an expert on... whatever!
But the world don't need scholars as much as I thought!
There's a point of no-return.
Nohing's gonna harm you, not while I'm around, claims music!
And there is this deep true obviousness:
Music is the only thing that never disappointed me, that never deceived me.
It's always been
as a blueprint of my soul, the only thing that
I get a kick out of.
There's a point of no-return.
I wish I went beyond, and if so,
no, I won't come back!
The ones who never let them go, who never abandonned themselves, who just refused to bind their soul to something or somebody they love,
Out of pride, out of fear, out of self-sufficiency, out of the son,you-have-to-be-a-man thing, those ones have never really been alive, just pale shades of sheer haze!
As for us, we just
run things another way.
 One of those things - The Pursuit
 Oh God! - Catching Tales
 Get your way - Catching Tales
 Please don't stop the music - The Pursuit
 Love ain't gonna let you down - The Pursuit
 These are the days - Twentysomething
 Twentysomething - Twentysomething
 Not while I'm around - The Pursuit
 Mixtape - The Pursuit
 I get a kick - Twentysomething
 I'm all over it - The Pursuit
 We run things - The Pursuit