Pasolini is me,
"Accattone" you'll be.
I entered nothing,
and nothing entered me
'til you came
with the key, and...
you did your best but...
As I live and breathe,
you have killed me, you have killed me.
Yes I walk around,
somehow,
but you have killed me, you have killed me.
Piazza Cavour...
what's my life for?
Visconti is me,
Magnani you'll never be.
I entered nothing,
and nothing entered me
'til you came
with the key, and...
you did your best but...
As I live and breathe,
You have killed me, you have killed me.
Yes I walk around,
somehow,
but you have killed me, you have killed me.
Who am I that I...
come to be here?
As I live and breathe,
you have killed me, you have killed me.
Yes I walk around,
somehow,
but you have killed me, you have killed me.
And there is no point saying this again,
there is no point saying this again,
but I forgive you, I forgive you,
always I do...
forgive you.
some long-time Moz/Smiths fans have complained of the cliched sound of "the key," but I rather like the use of the key and the "entering" bit. it sounds like he's talking remotely about a chastity belt, which is certainly reasonable for him to bring up, considering he went for so many years claiming he had taken a vow of celibacy himself. the duality of "I entered nothing, and nothing entered me" as being physical - especially for a man - works on a literal level. he has neither "given" nor "received" as part of consummation. notice how this doesn't really work from a woman's perspective - unless there is some "entering" some women are capable of that I don't know about. ha!
at the same time, you can look at this figuratively, as if nothing in his life was worth entering, and nothing touched his life either. I can relate to this. sometimes you just cannot feel inspired to join the bandwagon on something, even though everyone else has gone gaga over it. and sometimes you cannot get the same satisfaction from something else that other people find fascinating/intriguing/beguiling/whatever. it's like Harry Potter. I've never read any of the books or seen any of the movies, and I've got friends and relatives who are just positively enamoured by the whole franchise. I have 2 little cousins who regularly host and/or go to Harry Potter-themed birthday parties. is the way I'm feeling wrong? what's wrong with me, if I can't like "The Da Vinci Code" like everyone else?
I have an additional personal reason for liking this song: it resonates with me because it reminds me of my last ill-fated relationship. I'm one of those people who tries to maintain friendships even if a relationship doesn't work out, so I still occasionally talk to my ex. but sometimes I find that I'll remember a good time we'd had, and then think, "gawd! I still think that there might be hope for us...what the hell?" it's usually when I'm by myself, walking around, feeling sorry for myself that I'm not in a serious relationship that these emotions surface. I think all exes must think this way, maybe only on occasion. "what IS the other person doing, and are they happy? because I'm not happy without them. I know I broke up with him/her, but it kills me that he/she is still alive, doing everyday things, without me."
his references to old Italian movie stars begs the question - should I see these films? I admit that the only film I've seen from that era is "La Dolce Vita," a very long and in my opinion, very drawn out story about a photographer who . why did I rent this? it's been named by Nick Rhodes as his favorite film, and I wanted to see what the fuss was all about. I wasn't moved as I thought I would be. ::shrug:: so...maybe if I happen to see "Accattone" somewhere, I'll pick it up.
when thinking of a proper gift for Morrissey in Manchester, I thought a YHKM-inspired item might do the trick - read more about it here on my Bridgewater gig review. For more information: