Ho notato che, quando parlo con gli amici del buon Buddy, davvero in pochi lo hanno approfondito quanto meriterebbe a mio avviso. Così… eccoci qui!
Oltre ad avere un sound godurioso ed essere suonato con un tiro pazzesco, in particolare questo brano è un po’ un manifesto per moltissimi di noi...
Il testo:
You know I just couldn’t sleep a wink last night
too worried what the others might think
if I arrived at the joint with an axe sportin’ points
and painted polyurethane pink
lookin’ like a Picasso or Dali
that’d been a few rounds with Muhammad Ali
flashin’ LED’s, ‘lectrit tunin’ keys
endorsed by some six-strang Svengali
I knew I had to have some deadwood
deadwood, magnets, switches, solder and wire
somethin’ straight offa Leo’s workbench
both Lover/McCarty and Lennon/McCartney inspired
So I sold that ol’ Jackson on Ebay
headed for the git-tar store
fightin’ a foolish fixation for a Fullerton Fender
fashioned in fifty-four
now the guy behind the counter was distant
he just kinda stood there lookin’ bored
thinkin’ ‘A mere mortal like this, he ain’t on MY client list,
I got stuff this clown could NEVER afford!’
‘Cause I’m dealin’ in deadwood
deadwood, magnets, switches, solder and wire
the kind Eldon played with The Playboys
long before Jimi ever set it afire
Walked right past the wretched Gretsches
very seductive but I never could get
that ol’ hillbilly twang, or the whole Bigsby thang
and I could never work a thumbpick like Chet
sauntered over to the Michigan Maple
‘The Curly Gates’ of 3D flame
but I could pay off the house and buy anothern’ down South
‘fore I could ever buy into THAT game
I’ve had about enough deadwood
the whole thang’s beginnin’ to raise my ire
you know an old Fender’s nice but considerin’ the price
I think I sound about the same on a Squire |
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