I dreamed the perfect song

Un absence. Un oubli. Une coquille d'impression. Un bug.

Je ne peux m'expliquer autrement de n'avoir pas (ne serait-ce que) cité l'album "Sometimes I Wish  We Were An Eagle" de Bill Callahan dans mon bilan musical 2009... ni donc, mécaniquement, dans mon top des 00's.

Parce que, clairement, c'est un des plus réussis de sa discographie (càd pas très loin du sommet "The Doctor Came at Dawn"), avec en outre des arrangements d'une extrême délicatesse. Dans le morceau suivant, Bill Callahan nous raconte deux rêves successifs. Dans le second il compose la "chanson parfaite", qui plus est, porteuse de "toutes les réponses". Le lendemain matin, il lira ces bribes de paroles, griffonnées à la hâte dans la nuit :

Eid ma clack shaw zupoven del ba

Mertepy ven seinur cofally ragdah

Inoubliables.

Working through death's pain
Last night I swear I felt your touch, gentle and warm
The hair stood on my arms - how, how, how?
Show me the way, show me the way
Show me the way to shake a memory

I flipped my forelock, I twitched my withers, I reared and bucked
I could not put my rider aground
All these fine memories are fucking me down
I dreamed it was a dream that you were gone
I woke up feeling so ripped by reality
Love is the king of the beasts
And when it gets hungry it must kill to eat
Love is the king of the beasts
A lion walking down city streets

I fell back asleep some time later on
And I dreamed the perfect song
It held all the answers, like hands laid on
I woke halfway and scribbled it down
And in the morning, what I wrote, I read
It was hard to read at first but here's what it said:
"Eid ma clack shaw zupoven del ba
Mertepy ven seinur cofally ragdah"
"Eid ma clack shaw zupoven del ba
Mertepy ven seinur cofally ragdah"

Show me the way, show me the way
Show me the way to shake a memory

Bill Callahan, Eid Ma Clack Shaw

Sometimes I Wish  We Were An Eagle (Drag City,  2009)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqUqZDarYi4