In scaletta, strategicamente collocata in pole position, c'è la canzone destinata a essere presentata al Festival di Sanremo, l'accattivante e vivace ballata pop Amore di plastica: è uno dei pezzi "bocciati" a Roma sul quale è stato innestato un ritornello appositamente elaborato da Mario Venuti, ex Denovo e compagno di etichetta di Carmen.
"Poteva venir fuori una cosa molto 'tamarra' ma l'idea di un arrangiamento alla 10.000 Maniacs, con il mandolino e con archi 'all'inglese', si rivelò azzeccata.
* tratto da Carmen Consoli - Quello che sento, F. Guglielmi - GIUNTI Editore 2006
You are not obliged to understand me
I almost don’t feel the need to insist
you offered me a love made of plastic
but did you ever ask yourself if deceiving me was the honest thing to do
Remember you’re the one that’s not there when I cry
You’re the one that doesn’t know when my birthday is
When I’m floundering in the dark
But how can I give my heart and soul and be able to believe
that everything is more or less easy when it’s impossible
I wanted to be stronger than all your uncertainties
but I can’t make do
with a love made of plastic if that’s all you can give me
You are the fire that’s difficult to light
There’s no excuse but yet you know how to confuse me
Remember you’re the one that’s not there when I cry
You’re the one that doesn’t know when my birthday is
When I’m floundering in the dark
But how can I give my heart and soul and be able to believe
that everything is more or less easy when it’s impossible
I wanted to be stronger than all your uncertainties
but I can’t make do
with a love made of plastic if that’s all you can give me
I wanted to be stronger than all your uncertainties
but I can’t make do
with a love made of plastic if that’s all you can give me
but I can’t make do
with a love made of plastic if that’s all you can give me
I wouldn’t let the lights go out on a thrilling experience
because then I would no longer see the stars dancing
I wouldn’t change an angel’s song
because I would no longer live painting deafening pictures
Night breathes the scent of peace
I touch it with my skin
I don’t only feel mute colours under my skin
I wouldn’t let the lights go out on a thrilling experience
because then I would no longer see the stars laughing
I wouldn’t change an angel’s song
because I would no longer have any reason to write
I hear Marianna’s voice again
the flavour-less sound vibrating
and the silent pages of her life
explode in me making no sound
just mute colours under my skin
As if I could be anything other than fragile
measure out my energy drop by drop
I can be happy gathering the tatters of my silent struggles
where has certainty gone
if the touch of your hand isn’t the same anymore
where’s the certainty
if, maybe, one day I’ll have to say I made a mistake
As if I knew how to buy indifference
and keep looking for some far-off understanding
I can be happy re-reading my diaries
in the old, empty kitchen
where has certainty gone
if the touch of your hand isn’t the same anymore
where ‘s the certainty
if maybe, one day I’ll have to say I made a mistake
where has certainty gone
if the touch of your hand isn’t the same anymore
where’s the certainty
if maybe, one day I’ll have to say I made a mistake
….but I can be happy
I can be happy with very little
You look down a hole and you can’t see the light
inside the ants are talking about me
silence all around makes it’s easy
to hear the clouds speak
and in this silence I think about that dumb, dirty trick
played on me so slyly behind my honourable back
well !
Why don’t you say something so that I can flush you out
With your tongue like a rattlesnake
spit venom at your brothers and sisters...
Perhaps the sun is shy
It doesn’t talk to the wind about the strange excitement it feels inside
while the black-and-blue sea remains suspended beneath the sky
talking about it makes no sense
and in this silence I think about the dumb, dirty trick
played on me so slyly behind my honourable back
well !!
Why don’t you say something so that I can figure you out
with your tongue like a rattlesnake
spit venom at your brothers and sisters...
Why don’t you say something so that I can flush you out
Prattlesnake
Why don’t you say something so that I can flush you out
Prattlesnake
What do I have to lose if I give all my possessions away
maybe I’m submerged beneath too much naiveté but I’m happy
what an effort it is to avoid lying to myself
what an effort it is to listen to the words of someone who doesn’t think
I never asked you to change
what’s inside my head
what’s inside my head
I never asked you to change
what’s inside my head
what’s inside my head
What do I have to lose if I give all my possessions away
a used dress, an old record, a book I’ve already read
what an effort it is to accept being told that it’s not enough
what an effort it is to listen to the words of a person who changes their tune
I never asked you to change
what’s inside my head
what’s inside my head
I never asked you to change
what’s inside my head
what’s inside my head
I have a word or two to say to that double-crossing day
that has no intention of meeting me halfway
I have a word or two to say to my worn out heart that
doesn’t know how to react or snarl and bare its teeth
… eh
I want the heart of a beast
I want the heart of a beast
I want the heart of a bloody beast!
I have a word or two to say
Explain what it means to avoid the sun so as not to burn
… eh
I want the heart of a beast
I want the heart of a beast
I want the heart of a bloody beast !
I want the heart of a beast
I want the heart of a beast
I want the heart of a bloody beast
I have a word or two to say to that dormant instinct
that won’t wake up
… eh
Please don’t let there be any shadows left between us,
I know you don’t want to accept my apologies
la la la la.........
Sing as long as you like, give vent to your anger
forgive me if you can, I’m sorry if you’ve suffered
la la la la.........
I just meant to give you some advice
So forgive me if instead the tone I set was all off-key
I felt so bad you know
I felt so bad you know
I felt so bad...
Eat whatever you like have extra mayonnaise with it
sing as long as you like because that’s all your life
I just meant to give you some advice
So forgive me if instead the tone I set was all off-key
I felt so bad you know
I felt so bad you know
I felt so bad...
Please don’t let there be any shadows left between us
There are people who give up when faced with a risk
irrespective of what they are searching for
secretly fading away on the surface
fading away …
the fragile calmness of those who don’t feel
the soundless wearing away of their strength
secretly succumbing to blind hope
succumbing to hope
the only thing lacking in your life is you
the only thing lacking in your life is you
the only thing lacking in your life is you
The kind of insecurity that reveals
intolerance based on uncertainty
secretly succumbing to insolence
succumbing and pretending
the only thing lacking in your life is you
the only thing lacking in your life is you
the only thing lacking in your life is you
There are people who give up when faced with a risk
irrespective of what they are searching for
secretly fading away on the surface
secretly fading away on the surface …
It happens that everything isn’t enough
losing everything that’s left
It happens that something gets left behind
and you don’t know what it means
simplicity, simplicity
in the things that you love
for the things that you love
simplicity, simplicity
in the things that you love
for the things that you love
many roads open skies above reality
It happens that when you are dressed
you think you can undress the world
but
simplicity, simplicity
in the things that you love
for the things that you love
simplicity, simplicity
in the things that you love
for the things that you love
many roads open skies above reality
And you don’t know what simplicity
what simplicity means to me
I could speak, discuss, grit my teeth, smile
lie endlessly saying useless things again and again
Showing false hypocritical serenity
when words rebel
story tales, rivers, seas of perplexity
there is no reason not to feel
what I feel inside
an immense sky inside
what I feel
I need to be with you
give you the wings of my thoughts as a gift
beyond the closed paths within me
I want to open my heart to truth
I could speak, discuss, grit my teeth, smile
suffer endlessly find meaning in uselessness
Showing false hypocritical serenity
when words rebel
story tales, rivers, seas of perplexity
there is no reason not to feel
what I feel inside
an immense sky inside
what I feel
I need to be with you
give you the wings of my thoughts as a gift
beyond the closed paths within me
I want to open my heart to truth
I need to be with you
give you the wings of my thoughts as a gift
beyond the closed paths within me
I want to open my heart to truth
All tracks written by Carmen Consoli except: Amore di plastica and La semplicità (Consoli - Venuti), Fino a quando (Consoli - Rinaldi) Non ti ho mai chiesto (Virlinzi - Consoli - Rinaldi)
Project Manager: Francesco Virlinzi
Produced by Allan Goldberg and Francesco Virlinzi
Arranged by Carmen Consoli, Allan Goldberg and Francesco Virlinzi
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Allan Goldberg at The music Terminal mobile studio
Phonic assistant: Maurizio Bassetta
Photo: Paolo Leone
Makeup: Elena Barosi
Design: Bianco e Cucco - Milano
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