Mi viene spesso rinfacciato che certi miei comportamenti appaiono senza motivo, inutili, o anche solamente strani. Non mi prendo la briga d’obiettare: questi, sotto certi aspetti, come ad esempio il comune modo di vedere le cose, non hanno alcuna ragione d’essere.
Per fortuna il modo comune non corrisponde troppo di frequente con il mio. Per carità, non che abbia chissà che cosa di speciale, semplicemente è il personalissimo e mio, non copiato da nessuno, forse peggiore di tanti altri, ma molto affezionato e unico.

In ambito musicale la mia stravaganza, chiamiamola così, più irritante (!) è quella che chiamo il Bad loop.
Si narra (lo narro solo io) che esista un pugno di canzoni che sia in grado di ascoltare a ripetizione senza che desideri mai cambiarle, ovvero riesco a mettere in ciclo continuo una singola canzone, e da mattino a sera ascolto sempre quella.
Nulla di grave, invero. Solo che per gli altri è una cosa poco sopportabile, poco soportabile anche solo l’idea: infatti se uso gli auricolari non dovrei dare fastidio, ma vengo ripreso lo stesso, perché così non si fa.
Quindi ora elencherò le Bad loop song. La memoria mi viene in soccorso suggerendomi quattro titoli. Attenzione, queste non solo le oggi ho ascoltato tutto il giorno questa canzone, ma le capita spesso che per un giorno intero ascolti questa sola, non so se risulti chiara la sfumatura…
Eccole le Bad loop song in ordine crescente di Bad loop:

Credence Clearwater Revival ::: Susie Q

Credence Clearwater Revival

Oh, Susie Q, oh, Susie Q,
Oh, Susie Q, baby I love you, Susie Q
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk;
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q
Well, say that youll be true,
well, say that youll be true,
Well, say that youll be true,
and never leave me blue, Susie Q
Well, say that youll be mine,
well, say that youll be mine,
Well, say that youll be mine,
baby all the time, Susie Q
Oh Susie Q, oh Susie Q,
Oh Susie Q, baby I love you, Susie Q
I like the way you walk,
I like the way you talk,
I like the way you walk,
I like the way you talk, Susie Q
Oh Susie Q, oh Susie Q,
Oh Susie Q, baby I love you, Susie Q

U2 ::: Zooropa

U2

Zooropa, vorsprung durch technik
Zooropa, be all that you can be
Be a winner
eat to get slimmer
Zooropa, a bluer kind of white
Zooropa, it could be yours tonight
We’re mild and green
and squeaky clean
Zooropa, better by design
Zooropa, fly the friendly skies
Through appliance of science
we’ve got that ring of confidence
And I have no compass
and I have no map
and I have no reasons
no reasons to get back
And I have no religion
and I don’t know what’s what
and I don’t know the limit
the limit of what we’ve got
Don’t worry baby, it’ll be alright
you got the right shoes
to get you through the night
it’s cold outside, but brightly lit
skip the subway
let’s go to the overground
get your head out of the mud baby
put flowers in the mud baby
overground
No particular place names
no particular song
I’ve been hiding
what am I hiding from
Don’t worry baby, it’s gonna be alright
uncertainty can be a guiding light
I hear voices, ridiculous voices
out in the slipstream
let’s go, let’s go overground
take your head out of the mud baby
She’s gonna dream up
the world she wants to live in
she’s gonna dream out loud
she’s gonna dream out loud
dream out loud

Jefferson Airplane ::: White Rabbit

Jefferson Airplane

One pill makes you larger
and one pill makes you small
and the ones that mother gives you
don’t do anything at all,
go ask Alice
when she’s ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
and you know you’re going to fall
tell ’em a hookah smoking caterpillar
has given you the call,
call Alice
when she was just small
When the men on the chessboard
get up and tell you where to go
and you’ve just had some kind of mushroom
and your mind is moving low,
go ask Alice
I think she’ll know
when logic and proportion
have fallen softly dead
and the White Knight is talking backwards
and the Red Queen’s off with her head!
remember what the dormouse said:
Feed your head!
Feed your head!

Nirvana ::: Where did you sleep last night (live)

Nirvana

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me,
tell me where did you sleep last night.
In the pines, in the pines,
where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows.
In the pines, in the pines,
where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
Her husband was a hard working man,
just about a mile from here.
His head was found in a driving wheel,
but his body never was found
My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me,
tell me where did you sleep last night.
In the pines, in the pines,
where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows.
In the pines, in the pines,
where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me,
tell me where did you sleep last night.
In the pines, in the pines,
where the sun don’t ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I’m going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, the pines,
sun, shine,
I’ll shiver the whole night through

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