David Byrne

Em 1997 saía o Feelings do David Byrne. A Luaka Bop era "a parada" em termos de felicidade musical da nossa adolescência, e graças a ela o Tom Zé já não precisava ser frentista em Irará (risos?) e o Kurt Cobain disse pro mundo que Os Mutantes eram bigger than Jesus. Tempos românticos esses 90's. Miss America deve ser alguma sementinha do Amoramérica.

Aqui ele no Sessions at West 54. Midtown e sua Tropicália pra turista.


Aqui o videoclipe sensação do verão 97/98:



I love America, her secret's safe with me
And I know her wicked ways
The parts you never see

Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although you have a reputation
Can I afford to move above my station
I'm not the only heart you've conquered

And I love America, but boy can she be cruel
And I know how tall she is
Without her platform shoes

Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don't run away, oh don't you recognize me
I'm not the only heart you've conquered

And I kissed America, when she was fleecing me
She knows I understand that she needs to be free
And I miss America and sometimes she does too
And sometimes I think of her
When she is fucking you

I love America
Yo siempre he confiado en ti [=I have always trusted you]
I love America
Por que me tratas asi? [=Why do you treat me like this?]

Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although your pants are round your ankles
And when you're down, I'll be your Dirty Harry
It will be just like in the movies

Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don't look away, I'll be your teenage fanclub
I'm not the only heart you've conquered