ヨーヨーマ率いるGOAT RODEO
ちょっと哲学的な深みを持った世界なのかな、
韻のせいもあるのか、私には難解な詩。
移民たちで結成されている故か、
それぞれのルーツを孕んだ
音たちがボーダーレスに駆け回り、
じゃれ合って大地を吹き抜けていくよう。
GOAT RODEOの音楽には、不思議な心地よさがあります。
今日は、お墓参りへ。
北鎌倉から歩いて建長寺前の菩提寺へ、
お参りして、いつものミョウガのお裾分けをいただき、また歩いて鎌倉へ。
途中、老舗店の閉店をいくつか知ることに。
時間が流れていたのを感じました。
Here and Heaven
With a hammer and nails and a fear of failure
we are building a shed
Between here and heaven between the wait and the wedding
for as long as we both shall be dead
to the world beyond the boys and the girls trying
to keep us calm
We can practice our lines 'til we're deaf and blind
to ourselves to each other where it's
Fall not winter spring not summer cool not cold
And it's warm not hot have we all forgotten that
we're getting old
With an arrow and bow and some seeds left to sow
we are staking our claim
On ground so fertile we forget who we've hurt along
the way and reach out for a strange hand
to hold someone strong but not bold enough to
tear down the wall
'Cause we're not lost enough to find the stars aren't
crossed why align them why fall hard not soft into
Fall not winter spring not summer cool not cold
And it's warm not hot have we all forgotten that
we're getting old
