Quante volte ho scoperto che una bella canzone è in realtà una cover di un altro brano!
Quante volte mi sono detto che la cover è meglio dell’originale!
Da qui nasce l’idea di una serie di pezzi sulle cover che mi sembrano più "emozionali" della versione originaria.
La "cover" deve essere sentita, voluta: bisogna travasare in essa una nuova sensibilità artistica e farla diventare un prodotto indipendente.
Inizio con "The rhythm of my heart", un pezzo di Rod Stewart del 1991 pubblicato sull’album "Vagabond Heart": il brano ai tempi mi sembrò piacevole, ma acquista vita propria solo con la versione dei Runrig, un gruppo di “scottish celtic rock” (belle queste definizioni, anche se forse non è mai troppo giusto cercare di "definire" la musica…) datata 1996 e apparsa sulla loro compilation "Long Distance", di cui consiglio a tutti l'ascolto per conoscerli un po' meglio.
Cosa ci fa piacere una canzone? Non si può spiegare a parole: sono sensazioni!
Di questa versione mi piacciono sia la strumentazione folk (rock?) scozzese che il video (molto fascinoso per chi come me ama i panorami anglosassoni), ed in definitiva la preferisco alla versione di Rod Stewart.
Ecco la versione dei Runrig:
Ed ecco l'originale di Rod Stewart, in una versione LIVE:
A voi quale piace di più?
Rhythm Of My Heart
(Marc Jordan, John Capek)
Across the street the river runs
Down in the gutter life is slipping away
Let me still exist in another place
Running under cover of a helicopter blade
The flames are getting higher in effigy
Burning down the bridges of my memory
Love may still be alive somewhere someway
where they're downing only deer
a hundred steel towns away
Burning down the bridges of my memory
Love may still be alive somewhere someway
where they're downing only deer
a hundred steel towns away
Oh rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
Photographs and kerosene light up my darkness
light it up, light it up
I can still feel the touch of your thin blue jeans
Running down the alley I've got my eyes all over you baby
Oh baby
light it up, light it up
I can still feel the touch of your thin blue jeans
Running down the alley I've got my eyes all over you baby
Oh baby
Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky I'll be sailing
I'll be sailing
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky I'll be sailing
I'll be sailing
Oh I've got lightning in my veins
shifting like the handle of a slot machine
Love may still exist in another place
I'm just yanking back the handle
no expression on my face
shifting like the handle of a slot machine
Love may still exist in another place
I'm just yanking back the handle
no expression on my face
Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
Never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
Never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
The rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
Never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
with the words "I love you" rolling off my tongue
Never will I roam for I know my place is home
where the ocean meets the sky
I'll be sailing
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