Мадонна
Не устаю поражаться творчеству Мадонны. На этот раз наступила очередь последнего ее альбома Hard Candy. С одной стороны, это гармоничная попса, которую просто приятно послушать, которой с удовольствием подпеваешь. С другой, - в этой попсе (!) есть смысл (!), над которым невольно размышляешь, который носит по-настоящему онтологический характер. Один вопрос в самом начале Voices - Who is a master and who is the slave? (Кто есть хозяин, а кто - раб?) - это свернутая в одно предложение философия.
Цельность и наполненность творчества Мадонны меня очень впечатляет. Обычно, когда слушаешь альбом того или иного исполнителя, постепенно понимаешь, что все песни слились в одно и стали практически неразличимыми. Но Mаdonna - совсем другое дело. Ее альбом - как деликатес: с ним надо познакомоиться, его нужно распробовать, а дальше остается только почувствовать волну наслаждения - эстетического и рефлексивного, расслабиться и получать долгоиграющее удовольствие.
Кроме того, альбом этой исполнительницы всегда представляет собой подсистему, объединенную стилем и тематически, которая, в свою очередь, гармонично вписывается в систему всего творчества Мадонны. Чтобы полностью это прочувствовать, нельзя упускать в ее песнях ничего: принципильны и музыка, и слова, и имидж самой звезды.
Чтобы не быть голословной, приведу слова (в английском варианте) двух поп-песен с Hard Candy. Именно такая поп-музыка мне нравится. Такую "попсу" я готова назвать искусством.
Devil Wouldn`t Recognize You
It's quiet as it is tonight
You'd almost think you were saved
Your eyes are full of surprises
They cannot predict my fate
Waiting underneath the stars
There's something you should know
The angels they surround my heart
Telling me to let you go
I bet you couldn't
I bet you couldn't recognize but I've been hidin' to it
Who am I to criticize
Somehow I'll get through it and you won't even realize
Falling through your own disguise
It's like over and over you're pushing me
Right down to the floor
I should just walk away.
Over and over I keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over
You can ride on me right through your smile
I've seen behind your eyes
Now it's over, the more intoxicating my mind
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
I do, I do
You almost proved yourself this time
That all the saints be praised
You hide your sadness behind your smile
And you keep your lost heartbreaks
The steps that are ... on the ledge
Is much higher than it seems
That I've been on that ledge before
You can't hide yourself from me
I bet you couldn't
I bet you couldn't recognize, I still play ... to it
Who am I to criticize
Somehow I'll get through it and you won't even realize
Falling through your own disguise
It's like over and over you're pushin me
Right down to the floor
I should just walk away
Over and over I keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over
You can ride on me right through your smile
I've seen behind your eyes
Now it's over the more intoxicating my mind
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
I do, I do
It's like over and over you're pushin me
Right down to the floor
I should just walk away
Over and over I keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over you can ride on me
Right through your smile
I've seen behind your eyes
Now it's over the more intoxicating my mind
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
I do, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you
VOICES
Who is the master? Who is the slave?
Treat me like a curse
Then tell me I'm your saviour
I never liked the stranger
I used to know so well
Waiting for your answer
Is a kind of torture
Could I grow accustomed to this kind of hell?
Are you walking the dog, 'cause that dog isn't new
Are you out of control, is that dog walking you
Haven't you had enough, now your time is up
Baby show me your hell
Voices start to ring in your head
Tell me what do they say
Distant echoes from another time
Start to creep in your brain
So you're playing 'round, it's like it's a rewind
You blew it so often that you start to believe it
You have demons so nobody can blame you
But who is the master and who is the slave?
First you say you love me
Then you wanna leave me
Then you say you're sorry
You play the game so well
I bought your illusion
You're the greatest salesman
How could I refuse you
When you sold it to yourself
Are you walking the dog, 'cause that dog isn't new
Are you out of control, is that dog walking you
Haven't you had enough, now your time is up
Baby show me your hell
Voices start to ring in your head
Tell me what do they say
Distant echoes from another time
Start to creep in your brain
So you're playing 'round, it's like it's a rewind
You blew it so often that you start to believe it
You have demons so nobody can blame you
But who is the master and who is the slave?
Вообще все впечатления от Мадонны трудно выразить в одной коротенькой заметке. Поэтому уверена, этой моей любимой певице будут посвящены многие записи в ЖЖ на sunnyreflective :-) На всякий случай отмечу, что я не фанатка этой поп-дивы: я вообще против фанатизма. Но музыкальное творчество Мадонны - одно из немногих современных направлений в музыке, которое я очень уважаю и искренне люблю.
Цельность и наполненность творчества Мадонны меня очень впечатляет. Обычно, когда слушаешь альбом того или иного исполнителя, постепенно понимаешь, что все песни слились в одно и стали практически неразличимыми. Но Mаdonna - совсем другое дело. Ее альбом - как деликатес: с ним надо познакомоиться, его нужно распробовать, а дальше остается только почувствовать волну наслаждения - эстетического и рефлексивного, расслабиться и получать долгоиграющее удовольствие.
Кроме того, альбом этой исполнительницы всегда представляет собой подсистему, объединенную стилем и тематически, которая, в свою очередь, гармонично вписывается в систему всего творчества Мадонны. Чтобы полностью это прочувствовать, нельзя упускать в ее песнях ничего: принципильны и музыка, и слова, и имидж самой звезды.
Чтобы не быть голословной, приведу слова (в английском варианте) двух поп-песен с Hard Candy. Именно такая поп-музыка мне нравится. Такую "попсу" я готова назвать искусством.
Devil Wouldn`t Recognize You
It's quiet as it is tonight
You'd almost think you were saved
Your eyes are full of surprises
They cannot predict my fate
Waiting underneath the stars
There's something you should know
The angels they surround my heart
Telling me to let you go
I bet you couldn't
I bet you couldn't recognize but I've been hidin' to it
Who am I to criticize
Somehow I'll get through it and you won't even realize
Falling through your own disguise
It's like over and over you're pushing me
Right down to the floor
I should just walk away.
Over and over I keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over
You can ride on me right through your smile
I've seen behind your eyes
Now it's over, the more intoxicating my mind
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
I do, I do
You almost proved yourself this time
That all the saints be praised
You hide your sadness behind your smile
And you keep your lost heartbreaks
The steps that are ... on the ledge
Is much higher than it seems
That I've been on that ledge before
You can't hide yourself from me
I bet you couldn't
I bet you couldn't recognize, I still play ... to it
Who am I to criticize
Somehow I'll get through it and you won't even realize
Falling through your own disguise
It's like over and over you're pushin me
Right down to the floor
I should just walk away
Over and over I keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over
You can ride on me right through your smile
I've seen behind your eyes
Now it's over the more intoxicating my mind
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
I do, I do
It's like over and over you're pushin me
Right down to the floor
I should just walk away
Over and over I keep on coming back for more
I play into your fantasy
Now that it's over you can ride on me
Right through your smile
I've seen behind your eyes
Now it's over the more intoxicating my mind
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you, I do
I do, I do
Even the devil wouldn't recognize you
VOICES
Who is the master? Who is the slave?
Treat me like a curse
Then tell me I'm your saviour
I never liked the stranger
I used to know so well
Waiting for your answer
Is a kind of torture
Could I grow accustomed to this kind of hell?
Are you walking the dog, 'cause that dog isn't new
Are you out of control, is that dog walking you
Haven't you had enough, now your time is up
Baby show me your hell
Voices start to ring in your head
Tell me what do they say
Distant echoes from another time
Start to creep in your brain
So you're playing 'round, it's like it's a rewind
You blew it so often that you start to believe it
You have demons so nobody can blame you
But who is the master and who is the slave?
First you say you love me
Then you wanna leave me
Then you say you're sorry
You play the game so well
I bought your illusion
You're the greatest salesman
How could I refuse you
When you sold it to yourself
Are you walking the dog, 'cause that dog isn't new
Are you out of control, is that dog walking you
Haven't you had enough, now your time is up
Baby show me your hell
Voices start to ring in your head
Tell me what do they say
Distant echoes from another time
Start to creep in your brain
So you're playing 'round, it's like it's a rewind
You blew it so often that you start to believe it
You have demons so nobody can blame you
But who is the master and who is the slave?
Вообще все впечатления от Мадонны трудно выразить в одной коротенькой заметке. Поэтому уверена, этой моей любимой певице будут посвящены многие записи в ЖЖ на sunnyreflective :-) На всякий случай отмечу, что я не фанатка этой поп-дивы: я вообще против фанатизма. Но музыкальное творчество Мадонны - одно из немногих современных направлений в музыке, которое я очень уважаю и искренне люблю.