Ma chanson préférée du monde de la semaine : DAX RIGGS : "Tower Of Song"

Hier, je réécoutais ce qui est de plus en plus en train de s'imposer comme une de mes voix préférées : Dax Riggs. Je vous ai déjà parlé de lui quand j'ai redécouvert Acid Bath, puis ses projets plus persos. Sur Electric Comoland, un de ses albums solos, il reprend le "Tower Of Song" de Leonard Cohen, et cette chanson est juste ouqdghfiohyr, y a pas d'autres mot (je sais Ercan, je t'ai piqué ta formule). Les paroles sont à tomber par terre, et l'interprétation de Dax, qui commence en guitare/voix avant d'ajouter des nappes et de créer une ambiance unique, donne un charisme à cette chanson que je n'avais plus entendu depuis Johnny Cash et Nick Cave, rien de moins. Je suis sur le cul.

Je ne résiste pas au plaisir de partager les magnifiques paroles avec vous, elles devraient parler à tout qui à un jour pris sa plume pour tenter d'écrire une chanson :

Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song
I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all night long
A hundred floors above me
In the Tower of Song

I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And twenty-seven angels from the Great Beyond
They tied me to this table right here
In the Tower of Song

So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they don't let a woman kill you
Not in the Tower of Song

Now you can say that I've grown bitter but of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there's a mighty judgement coming, but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices
In the Tower of Song

I see you standing on the other side
I don't know how the river got so wide
I loved you baby, way back when
And all the bridges are burning that we might have crossed
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
We'll never have to lose it again

Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
There moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone
I'll be speaking to you sweetly
From a window in the Tower of Song

Yeah my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song