Musicas que nos tocam - Numero 4

A música foi um marco. 

MTV no auge da novidade. Antenada com os adolescentes da época.

Hora do intevalo, antigo recreio, o assunto era o novo clip do artista X, a primeira colocação do Disk MTV, com a Astrid Fontenelle - abre parenteses ela era muito boa na minha opinião e fazia o disk pegar fogo, fecha parenteses.

Quando vi o clip desta música tudo mudou. (Bem, OK, não foi assim). Mas para dar uma dramaticidade melhor para a apresentação desta.

Minha visão de mundo modificou. 

Ser feliz era a chave. 

Mas como? O que era ser feliz? 

Festas? Casa grande com cachorro? Banho de piscina? De espuma? Beijar? Namorar? Viajar?

Muitas perguntas e nenhuma resposta.

"Pet Shop Boys" é o nome da banda. "Being Boring" o nome da música. Antiga mas continua atual.

Abaixo tem o video e a letra para cantar junto..

I came across a cache of old photos

And invitations to teenage parties

"Dress in white" one said, with quotations

From someone's wife, a famous writer

In the nineteen-twenties

When you're young you find inspiration

In anyone who's ever gone

And opened up a closing door

She said: "We were never feeling bored

'Cause we were never being boring

We had too much time to find for ourselves

And we were never being boring

We dressed up and fought, then thought: "Make amends"

And we were never holding back or worried that

Time would come to an end

When I went I left from the station

With a haversack and some trepidation

Someone said: "If you're not careful

You'll have nothing left and nothing to care for

In the nineteen-seventies"

But I sat back and looking forward

My shoes were high and I had scored

I'd bolted through a closing door

I would never find myself feeling bored

'Cause we were never being boring

We had too much time to find for ourselves

And we were never being boring

We dressed up and fought, then thought: "Make amends"

And we were never holding back or worried that

Time would come to an end

We were always hoping that, looking back

You could always rely on a friend

Now I sit with different faces

In rented rooms and foreign places

All the people I was kissing

Some are here and some are missing

In the nineteen-nineties

I never dreamt that I would get to be

The creature that I always meant to be

But I thought in spite of dreams

You'd be sitting somewhere here with me

'Cause we were never being boring

We had too much time to find for ourselves

And we were never being boring

We dressed up and fought, then thought: "Make amends"

And we were never holding back or worried that

Time would come to an end

We were always hoping that, looking back

You could always rely on a friend

And we were never being boring

We were never being bored

'Cause we were never being boring

We were never being bored