Friday, April 08, 2011

Rumput Biru ada Ratu


...dan saya menulis tentang Alison Krauss...

Minat kat dia semenjak lagu ini...



...suara dia ada hantu (haunted) macam suara Alahyarhamah Rafeah Buang yang mak saya minat sangat-sangat sampai nyanyi kat dapur. Nasib baik waktu tu mak saya dah kawin.

Iya Alison Krauss adalah pemuzik Bluegrass-Country, tapi selain Shania Twain, Faith Hill dan Dixie Chicks di Malaysia tidak ramai yang meminati country music sehingga muncul Carrie di Bawah Kayu (Underwood). Tak payah cakap pasal Bluegrass, dondang sayang pun tak ramai yang minat bai.

Saya mengikuti perkembangan beliau sehingga kini. Ibarat walau saya dengar lagu orang muda, taste saya tetap pada makcik-makcik. Zass! *petir*

Tapi saya tidak mahu berbicara tentang mereka itu dan perkara itu. Mari berbicara tentang album baru Alison Krauss & Union Station berjudul Paper Airplane dengan pembuka bicara...

"During her career she has won 27 Grammy Awards, making her the most awarded female artist, the most awarded singer, and tied for the second most awarded artist overall in Grammy history"


...apa ko ingat Justin Bieber tu hebat? Tidak ada perbezaan Justin Bieber dan Rebecca Black dari point of view temporal lobe aku.




I've put it all behind me
Nothin' left to do or doubt
some may say

But every silver lining
always seems to have a cloud
that comes my way

Anticipated pleasure
or unexpected pain
No choice I fear

And love is hard to measure
hidden in the rain
That's why you'll find me...

Here all alone and still wondering why
Waiting inside for the cold to get colder
And here where it's clear that I've wasted my time
hoping to fly 'cause it's almost over now

(Mandolin/dobro solos)

People come together
People go their own way
Love conquers few

And I'll do whatever
I'll say what I need to say
Just not for you

How many days should I smile with a frown
'cause you're not around
with the sun on your shoulders?

And how many nights must I wake up alone
and know in my soul
that it's almost over now?

(Dobro solo)

My love is like a paper airplane
flying in the folded wind
Riding high to then low

But innocence is fair game
I'm hoping I can hold it in
Our love will die I know


Katanya mau jadi Geriatrician

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