I just love this song. It reminds me a long walk over a city I used to spent a good part of my life in. It was raining in the morning, but the sky went very clear after that. Found this animation in YouTube, and love it also. Thanks to this interconnectivity and hypertextuality. — Another Sunny Day, Belle & Sebastian.
I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go
And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside
The film is named after the Texas town of Paris, but no footage was shot there. Instead, Paris is referred to as the location of a vacant lot owned by Travis that is seen in a photograph.
ดูสิ มีตัวละครชื่อ Travis ในเรื่องนี้ด้วยนะ น่ารักมั๊ย ;)
ชื่อหนังตั้งชื่อตามเมือง Paris ในมลรัฐเท็กซัส
The band Travis is named after the main character of this movie and mention the film in their song “New Amsterdam” from the album The Boy With No Name.
หลังจากไล่ “Paris, Texas” ได้แล้ว
ก็ลอง “New York, New York” ต่อ
“New York, New York” ที่ตามมาด้วย “good bye girl” นั้น จะเป็นอะไรไปไม่ได้
นอกเสียจาก “Theme from New York, New York”
เพลงประกอบหนังที่ทักษิณ เอ้ย แฟรงก์ ซินาตร้า ร้องไว้ซะดัง
(ดังขนาดที่เวลาผมไปคาราโอเกะ ทั้งพ่อผม พี่รุ่นใหญ่ ๆ ที่บริษัท และคนรุ่นนั้น จะพยายามเปล่งเสียง New York, New York อย่างดื่มด่ำกันทุกครั้งไป ... จะแพ้ก็แค่เพลง “My Way” เท่านั้นล่ะมั้ง :P)
ยังติด Blaker Street อยู่ มันอยู่ตรงไหน?
ปรับปรุงเพิ่มเติม:
เพิ่งพบว่า ในหนังเรื่อง “Taxi Driver” ที่ มาร์ติน สกอร์เซซี่ กำกับ
De Niro รับบทคนขับแท็กซี่ในนครนิวยอร์ก ชื่อตัวละครตัวนั้นคือ Travis Bickle
โรเบิร์ต เดอนิโร เล่นหนังให้ มาร์ติน สกอร์เซซี่ หลายเรื่อง รวมทั้ง New York, New York ข้างบนนั่นด้วย
The stranger in the moonlight,
looks stranger in the moonlight.
And they meet
on Bleecker Street
or the Park that is Central
oh no
I watched the sun go down
down down beneath the ground
and it's a new day,
it's a new dawn,
in New Amsterdam.
And we meet
on Bleecker Street
or the Park that is Central
oh no
I watched the sun go down
down down beneath the ground
and it's a new day,
it's a new dawn,
in New Amsterdam.
Das Leben ist nur ein Moment
und wer den Anfang und das Ende kennt
der weiß es geht nur darum
sind wir glücklich
Was können wir füreinander tun
wir lassen alle Waffen ruhn
und wünschen uns wir wären alle glücklich
Der Himmel wird weit
alle Träume sind geträumt und wahr
Das ist die Magie zwischen uns
die kam und blieb
Darum weiß ich
Besser geht's nicht schau nur hin
das ist Leben wir sind drin
besser geht's nicht wir sind da
auch im Dunkeln wird es klar
keine Angst vorm nächsten Sturm
spring mit mir auf den höchsten Turm
Besser geht's nicht jetzt und hier
Ich vertrau dir
Du vertraust mir
Da da da da....
Die Wege zwischen Kopf und Herz
geht niemand ohne Schmerz
und zwischendurch verliert man mal die Nerven
Wir suchen Wahrheit suchen Halt
wir sind jung und wir sind alt
und manche können durch das Weltall surfen
Der Himmel wird weit
alle Träume sind geträumt und wahr
Das ist die Magie zwischen uns
die kam und blieb
Darum weiß ich
Besser geht's nicht schau nur hin
das ist Leben wir sind drin
besser geht's nicht wir sind da
auch im Dunkeln wird es klar
keine Angst vorm nächsten Sturm
spring mit mir auf den höchsten Turm
Besser geht's nicht jetzt und hier
Ich vertrau dir
Du vertraust mir
Picture a scene in your mind
Looks at all the people and take note of the setting behind
Listen, watch, and wait
A plot begins to take shape
There's a story
And then characters will come to you
Relating events as they choose to
But all their words and actions come entirely from you
If you're a storyteller you might think you're without responsibility
And you can lead your characters anywhere you want
You have immunity
Have you considered the way
People might react to all the things that your characters say?
And are their actions hand in hand with what you want to portay?
“Are you sick?
Are you crippled? Insane?
Expressing the desires that daren't speak their name?
Are you the one to be blamed?”
Now you're a storyteller you might think you are without responsability
But in directions, actions and words
Cause and effect
You need consistency
How can you finish the tale?
Lives which have played a part
Are summarised from the very start
And episodes left out to make it all go our way
“It's a might big world
Some of it I've seen
But mostly I've only heard
And stories are all fiction from their moment of birth”
You're just a storyteller
You're not trying to escape responsability
If we believe you then you're succesful
But you don't make claims of verity
You're just a storyteller
You're not trying to escape responsability
If we believe you then you're succesful
But you don't make claims of verity
Hey now now, they'll find you when you're sleeping now now
they'll reach in and grab what you're dreamin' now now
cut it up and slip it back in, and I know, and I know, and I know it
Hey now now, the smallest things are crushing me now
the crush crush crush is so comforting now
did the earth just slam in the sun, and I know, and I know, and I know it
Won't undo their past by walking and talking backwards
Hey now now, we're goin' down down
and we ride the bus there and pay the bus fare
or we find a new reason, a new way of living
and we breathe it in and try to dream again
When you are out there on the road
for several weeks of shows
and when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home
They will see us waving from such great heights,
“come down now”, they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away,
“come down now”, but we'll stay...
Look at the kid from school
He’s teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool
He’s changing fashion, the way he dress
The tracksuits are old, and the hoody’s way too moody
For a kid with the will to funk
He dances in secret; he’s a part-time punk
She’s getting off the plane
She wants to write a thesis on the population underprivileged
The kids fighting up the lane
Shop lifting, just drifting
Like The Switchblade And The Cross
But if there’s trouble she’s got the moves
She’s taking an elementary class in Kung fu
I left my washing in the launderette
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
That when I see my washing
The black will be grey and the white will be grey
But the blues are still blue
I’m crying out for my mum
If the malady don’t go away we’re in a little trouble
With the boss of the company
I’m a singer, a swinger I’m a layabout but laying on
The dock in the lazy sun
Will never quite relegate me to a bum
I left my lady in the launderette
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
That when I see my lady
The black will be white and the white will be black
But The Blues Are Still Blue
Baby, I love your face
I’ve been creeping round this town because…
Well, creeping’s just my way
But with a little wink I’ll be there
I’ll be excited for a week, but then excitement starts to fade
I know your young, but you’re out of touch
You’re French, your vocabulary’s not quite formed
I left my homework in the launderette
I got a letter from my mamma which my stoopid dog has ate
I hid behind the fence
Here comes the deputy head with the bark of a bulldog
He’s not making much sense
I left my lady in the launderette
You can put some money on it, you can place a little bet
That when I see my lady
The black will be white and the white will be black
But the blues are still blue…
Blue moon, you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own.
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for.
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold.
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me."
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold.
Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own.
