The Alchemist

Hoy hace 40 años del disco que cambió el mundo. Se hartarán, cómo no. Pero aquí siempre intentamos darles nuestro toquecito.
Por eso hoy nos vamos a quedar con dos canciones de aquel disco:

Cuando tenga 64 años la escribió el bueno de Paul, ¡angelito! y habla de si me seguirás queriendo cuando a los 64 me convierta en un abuelete. Tipo Paul, tiene ese punto naïve que tan bien supieron explotar los beatles.

When I get older losing my hair
many years from now
will you still be sending me a valentine
birthday greeting, bottle of wine
If I'd been out till quarter to three
would you lock the door
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

You'll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you

I could be handy mending a fuse
when your light have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

Every summer we can rent a cottage on the
Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line
stating point of view
indicate precisely what you mean to say
yours sincerely wasting away
Give me your answer fill in a form
mine forever more
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

Un día en la vida es, creo, mi canción favorita de los Fab Four. Ya saben que las canciones las firmaban siempre Lennon-McCartney pero que en realidad cada uno hacía prácticamente en solitario sus canciones. Esta es la mejor que hicieron entre los dos o dos canciones en una, con sus partes -temática y musicalmente- claramente diferenciadas pero perfecta en su conjunto. A destacar esa nota apocalípticamente sostenida.
¿A ver si saben quién es quien?

I read the news today oh, boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, i just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the house of lords

I saw a film today oh, boy
The english army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But i just had to look
Having read the book
I love to turn you on.

Woke up, got out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up, i noticed i was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
Somebody spoke and i went into a dream
Ah

I read the news today oh, boy
Four thousand holes in blackburn, lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the albert hall
I'd love to turn you on