Un atac de cor ¨destrona¨ Michael Jackson.
Bangkok, divendres, 26 / juny / 2009.
Recordo el primer dia de l´any 1983, al despertar-me al matí després de celebrar la nit de cap d´any a casa amb els meus pares, quan només tenia 9 anys, la meva mare em va dir: ¨Jordi, t´he d´ensenyar un vídeo musical que he gravat amb el vídeo ( un Sony betamax C7 que en aquella època els pobres dels meus pares van pagar més de 100.ooo ptes. ) la passada nit durant el programa que ha ofert TVE. d´un cantant nord-americà que es diu Michael Jackson. Aquell vídeo era Thriller, una cançó que em va marcar durant bona part de la meva infància i també de la meva adolescència, sens dubte!
Ara que han passat 26 anys des de llavors, encara recordo aquell moment, les imatges d´aquell vídeo que tant em van impactar. Les imatges dels morts ressuscitant de les tombes totalment desfigurats i putrefactes les tinc gravades a la meva memòria. Certament, no sé quantes vegades hauré escoltat el llarga dorada: Thriller, recordem l´ LP més venut en tota la història de la música, més de 104 milions de còpies arreu de tot el Món.
No vull parlar de la vida personal de Michael Jackson, això crec que no interessa, almenys a mi, perquè absolutament tots tenim alts i baixos durant gran part de les nostres vides, ningú pot criticar a ningú sense abans fer-se una bona radiografia d´ell mateix. El més important és que ell va crear un estil de música nou que ha acompanyat a moltíssima gent des d´anys enrere, va revolucionar les vides de molts de nosaltres fent-nos sentir i estimar la música encara que el Pop o el Soul no siguin els estils musicals que més m´agraden però que són, en definitiva, sentiments que surten des de dins del cor de les persones, és ART.
Crec que viure la vida és important, intentar viure la vida amb coses que creus i que sents de veritat és més important encara, no és tant important si mors de vell, és més important i destacable si la teva vida ha sigut intensa i plena d´emocions. Crec que la d´aquest increïble i irrepetible music ho ha sigut!
Una abraçada, Michael!!!
Ens tornarem a retrobar en algun lloc de l´univers!
Llum permanent!!!
Jordi Meya.
Lletra ¨Thriller¨:
1st verse
Its close to midnight and something evils lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,
Youre paralyzed
Chorus
cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no ones gonna save you from the beast about strike
You know its thriller, thriller night
Youre fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
2nd verse
You hear the door slam and realize theres nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand and wonder if youll ever see the sun
You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination
But all the while you hear the creature creepin up behind
Youre out of time
Chorus
cause this is thriller, thriller night
There aint no second chance against the thing with forty eyes
You know its thriller, thriller night
Youre fighting for your life inside of killer, thriller tonight
Bridge
Night creatures call
And the dead start to walk in their masquerade
Theres no escapin the jaws of the alien this time
(theyre open wide)
This is the end of your life
3rd verse
Theyre out to get you, theres demons closing in on every side
They will possess you unless you change the number on your dial
Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together
All thru the night Ill save you from the terror on the screen,
Ill make you see
Chorus
That this is thriller, thriller night
cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try
Girl, this is thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller
Thriller here tonight
(rap performed by vincent price)
Darkness falls across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize yawls neighbourhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpses shell
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzy ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
1st verse
Its close to midnight and something evils lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,
Youre paralyzed
Chorus
cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no ones gonna save you from the beast about strike
You know its thriller, thriller night
Youre fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
2nd verse
You hear the door slam and realize theres nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand and wonder if youll ever see the sun
You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination
But all the while you hear the creature creepin up behind
Youre out of time
Chorus
cause this is thriller, thriller night
There aint no second chance against the thing with forty eyes
You know its thriller, thriller night
Youre fighting for your life inside of killer, thriller tonight
Bridge
Night creatures call
And the dead start to walk in their masquerade
Theres no escapin the jaws of the alien this time
(theyre open wide)
This is the end of your life
3rd verse
Theyre out to get you, theres demons closing in on every side
They will possess you unless you change the number on your dial
Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together
All thru the night Ill save you from the terror on the screen,
Ill make you see
Chorus
That this is thriller, thriller night
cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try
Girl, this is thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller
Thriller here tonight
(rap performed by vincent price)
Darkness falls across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize yawls neighbourhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpses shell
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzy ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
Jordi perdut per el Món!!! 