По сиэтлскому радио частенько передают некоторые из его вещей, я давно собиралась купить или взять послушать целыей его альбом, а тут после отпуска на Гаваях решила подобрать музыку для гавайского видео, вот и купила.
Какой же это классный альбом!!!
Мне кажется его песни очень натуральны, человечны, искренни, как бы очищеннные от шелухи излишней цивилизации и коммерции. С одной стороны они очень расслабленные и спокойные, но в то же время с довольно серьезными и хорошими текстами.
Редкий случай когда музыка и слова гармоничны. Иногда бывает, что музыкальный ряд классный, а слова глуповатые, или наоборот шикарные тексты, но музыкальное обрамление подкачало. А тут все доставляет удовольствие и слова и музыка и исполнение.
Летом у него было турне с Беном Харпером. На открытом амфитеатре на реке Коламбия собралось 20 тысяч человек и билеты были довольно быстро распроданы. Я тогда удивилась такому ажиотажу, а теперь жалею, что не была на том концерте, ибо мне кажется, что песни Jack Johnson как нельзя лучше подходят для открытых площадок в живописных местах. Если он в наши края еще заглянет, то я обязательно пойду на его концерт.
У него есть сайт, где можно послушать samples (on and on -> samples) http://www.jackjohnsonmusic.com/music/default.aspx
В общем, всем сильно рекомендую.
Вот несколько текстов.
Gone (05)
look at all those fancy clothes
but these could keep us warm just like those
and what about your soul is it cold
is it straight from the mold and ready to be sold
and cars and phones and diamond rings
those are only removable things
and what about your mind does it shine
or are there things that concern you more than your time
gone going gone everything gone give a damn
gone be the birds when they dont want to sing
gone people all awkward with their things, gone
look at you out to make a deal
you try to be appealing but you loose your appeal
what about those shoes youre in today
theyll do no good on the bridges youve burnt along the way
you willing to sell anything, gone with your herd
leave your footprints and well shame them with our words
gone people all careless and consumed, gone
gone going gone everything gone give a damn
gone be the birds if they dont want to sing
gone people all awkward with their things, gone
Cookie Jar (12)
i would turn on the tv, but its so embarrassing
to see all the other people, i dont know what they mean
it was magic at first, when they spoke without sound
but now this world is gonna hurt, you better turn that thing down
turn it around
it wasnt me, says the boy with the gun
sure i pulled the trigger, but it needed to be done
because lifes been killing me ever since it begun
you cant blame me because im too young
you cant blame me, sure the killer was my son
but i didnt teach him to pull the trigger of the gun
its the killing on his tv screen
you cant blame me, its those images he seen
you cant blame me, says the media man
i wasnt the one who came up with the plan
i just point my camera at what the people want to see
its a two way mirror and you cant blame me
you cant blame me, says the singer of the song
or the maker of the movie which he based his life on
its only entertainment, as anyone can see
its smoke machines and makeup, you cant fool me
it was you, it was me, it was every man
weve all got the blood on our hands
we only receive what we demand
and if we want hell then hells what well have
i would turn on the tv, but its so embarrassing
to see all the other people, dont know what they mean
it was magic at first, but let everyone down
and now this world is gonna hurt, you better turn it around
turn it around
Traffic In The Sky (03)
theres traffic in the sky
and it doesn't seem to be getting much better
theres kids playing games on the pavement
drawing waves on the pavement
shadows of the planes on the pavement
it's enough to make me cry
but that don't seem like it would make it feel better
maybe it's a dream and if i scream
it will burst at the seams
this whole place will fall into pieces
and then they'd say
well how could we have known?
i'll tell them it's not so hard to tell
if you keep adding stones
soon the water will be lost in the well
puzzle pieces in the ground
but no one ever seems to be digging instead they're looking up towards the heavens
with their eyes on the heavens
there are shadows on the way to the heavens
it's enough to make me cry
but that don't seem like it would make it feel better
the answers could be found
we could learn from digging down
but no one ever seems to be digging
instead theyll say (chorus)
well how could we have known?
i'll tell them it's not so hard to tell
if you keep adding stones
soon the water will be lost in the well
words of wisdom all around
but no one ever seems to listen
theyre talking about their plans on the paper
building up from the pavement
there are shadows from the scrapers on the pavement
its enough to make me sigh
but that dont seem like it would make it feel better
the words are all around
but the words are only sounds
and no one ever seems to listen
instead theyll say (chorus)
well how could we have known?
i'll tell them it's not so hard to tell
if you keep adding stones
soon the water will be lost in the well
Wasting Time (07)
im just a waste of her energy
and shes just wasting my time
so why dont we get together
and we could waste everything tonight
and we could waste
and we could waste it all tonight
i dont pretend to know what you know
now please dont pretend to know whats on my mind
if we already knew everything that everybody knows
we would have nothing to learn tonight
and we would have nothing to show tonight
but everybody thinks that everybody knows
about everybody else but nobody knows
anything about themselves,
because theyre all worried about everybody else
love is just a waste of our energy
and life is just a waste of our time
so why dont we get together
and we could waste everything tonight
and we could waste
and we could waste it all
but everybody thinks that everybody knows
about everybody else but nobody knows
anything about themselves
because they're all worried about everybody else
Я его уже третий день подряд слушаю.